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He even wondered if there was something abnormal about Ling Yifeng!

It's just that I didn't expect that the little girl at the beginning grew up and really married his son.

This fate is sometimes really difficult to explain.

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Hearing Ling Zhihua's words, Beichen Yumeng smiled weakly, and Mo Qianqian on the side couldn't help but sigh.

Seeing that Ling Yifeng's father was so looking forward to holding his grandson, if he knew that she was not pregnant at all, he would not have to die of sadness!

…………

One morning, Beichen Yumeng was a little absent-minded.

When she returned to her room, she sat bored on the balcony, took out her old painting tools, and began to draw something on the drawing board.

In the heart, chaotic.

The door to the room was suddenly opened.

Beichen Yumeng paused, then turned his head to look, Ling Yifeng was walking in!

He slowly walked behind her, frowning at the contents of her sketchboard.

There was no content, just a few random strokes.

"What are you drawing?" He asked her.

"I didn't draw anything, I just scribbled something." Beichen Yumeng put the paintbrush aside, and then got up to look at him.

Ling Yifeng just looked at her drawing board, "What's the trouble?" He asked suddenly.

Based on his understanding of her, this girl obviously has something on her mind......

"Annoyance? No......" Beichen Yumeng was stunned for a moment, then quickly shook her head and denied it.

"Did my dad's words today make you feel stressed?" Ling Yifeng asked her with concern.

The Ling family is a single family for several generations, and he is also thirty years old and not married, and his father has always hoped that he can have a son soon......

This time, he was very happy to hear that Mengmeng was pregnant, but Ling Yifeng didn't want his words to affect Beichen Yumeng.

"What did he say made me feel stressed?" Beichen Yumeng asked incomprehensibly.

"Let you have a grandchild...... Don't think about it, even if I give birth to a daughter, I will like it too! Ling Yifeng looked down at her lower abdomen, and then comforted her.

"Nope...... I'm under no pressure. Beichen Yumeng hurriedly shook her head and denied it, she didn't have anything in her stomach now, where was she worried about giving birth to a son and a daughter.

Because she can't give birth to anything at all.

Seeing that she denied it, Ling Yifeng didn't say anything, just reached out and took her into his arms in a funny way.

"Okay, you don't have pressure, it's best!" He reached out and gently stroked her head.

"That...... Let me ask you a question. Beichen Yumeng leaned on his arms and suddenly raised her head to look at him.

"What's the problem?" Ling Yifeng asked her patiently.

"You...... Finally...... Do you love me......" Beichen Yumeng looked at Ling Yifeng with some apprehension.

She wanted to know the answer.

Because Mo Qianqian told her that if he really loved her, he wouldn't care if she was pregnant......

Hearing this, Ling Yifeng frowned.

He's going to marry her, and she's going to ask that question.

Thinking about it carefully, it was also his fault, for so long, because of her father, he had never promised her anything.

She is insecure, and that's normal.

"I ......"

"Stop, don't talk about it!" Beichen Yumeng suddenly stretched out her hand and blocked his lips, preventing him from saying the next words.

Ling Yifeng was puzzled......

Didn't she want to hear the answer?