Zimo restrained the smile on the corner of his mouth and obediently returned to the room.

It's good to have a mother here, you only need one sentence to deal with Meng Wanwan, the white lotus, and you don't need to do it yourself!

This meal, some people eat happily, and some people eat mixed flavors.

Meng Wanwan ate two bites, then took advantage of her poor appetite to get off the table and went directly to the room.

Zimo originally had a good appetite, but seeing this, he drank an extra bowl of soup, two pieces of meat, and a banana with a round belly leaning on the back of the chair behind him, and said lazily: "Aunt Qin, the food you cook is too delicious, if it weren't for the stomach that couldn't fit it, I would have another bowl."

Aunt Qin smiled very happily and said that if she loves to eat, she will make it for her every day.

Feng Xuehua, who was on the side, wiped the corners of her mouth with a towel, glanced at her daughter, and joked with a smile: "If you want to eat like this, you will lose a few pounds with great difficulty, but I am afraid that you will get fat in one day."

Thinking of the happy appearance of Zimo excitedly telling her in the car that she had lost five pounds on the way back, Feng Xuehua couldn't help but want to laugh.

"Mom~" Zimo glanced at Feng Xuehua with resentment, pouted and complained: "It took me more than half a year to eat the dishes made by Aunt Qin, don't say such a bad thing."

Seeing this, Feng Xuehua and Aunt Qin laughed out loud at the same time, and the deafening laughter directly penetrated Meng Wanwan's ears in the room.

She was so angry that she tore the ragdoll in her hand so hard that she was so angry that she wanted to go down and stop their defiant laughter.

At this moment, Song Wanqing called.

She took a deep breath and adjusted her breath before connecting.

"I heard that you went to the hospital with Duo Qing for a check-up, is it a boy?" Song Wanqing's voice was a little more enthusiastic than the usual indifference.

It seems that everything that is good for having children and daughters is just lip service, but in fact, I still want a son in my heart.

Meng Wanwan sneered almost inaudibly, and then replied obediently: "Yes, Mom, I wanted to tell you yesterday, but I heard that Zimo came back today, so I just went home."

Although she and Song Wanqing are inseparable, no matter what, she is Liang Duoqing's mother, her mother-in-law, and her comrade-in-arms, and she still has to give the politeness and respect she deserves.

How could Song Wanqing not know that Meng Wanwan went home to show off in front of An Zimo, but what was there to show off? An Zimo's identity is pure, and he is deeply loved by the two elders of the Liang family, Liang Lingcheng even treats her as a baby, and before she comes back, he called his brother Liangmo and said that he would come to live for a while and let him help him buy a quiet villa.

In her opinion, Meng Wanwan is a clown who jumps off the beam, if she doesn't restrain herself a little, sooner or later she will suffer the consequences.

Thinking of this, Song Wanqing smiled sarcastically, and then replied pretending not to care: "It's okay, Duo Qing went home today and told me." When will you come back, I will ask my aunt to make you a soup, and you can't starve our little master in your stomach. ”

Such an enthusiastic Song Wanqing made Meng Wanwan a little uncomfortable, but she was soon relieved, anyway, mothers are expensive by their children, which is an unchanging law for thousands of years.

Meng Wanwan smiled and said that she would come back tomorrow, and there was nothing to say between the two, and the call ended soon.

Regarding what happened just now, Meng Wanwan didn't say a word. Anyway, now that she has a son in hand, even if she makes any mistakes, Song Wanqing will not touch her.

Thinking of this, Meng Wanwan touched the trump card in her stomach and felt much better.

Child, you have to grow up well, your mother is waiting for you to come out, and our mother and son will crush them fiercely! obviously said such gentle words, but his face was hideous.

....

When An Zhicheng came back in the evening, he saw Meng Wanwan very happy in the living room, walked over directly and touched her not very obvious belly, and said with a smile: "Little grandson, I am your grandfather, can you hear me?"

Meng Wanwan couldn't help laughing and said: "Dad, the child is still young, it will take a few months to hear it~" And An Zhicheng laughed a few times honestly, only then did he see Zimo who was ignored aside.

Zimo has long been used to it, standing aside and watching their "father-daughter love".

"Zimo, you're back too! Come here, daddy hug, ouch, I haven't seen my daughter in a long time. An Zhicheng exaggeratedly opened his hand and hugged her.

hugged her perfunctorily and asked her a few more questions, and then a few people went to the table to eat.

Contrary to the situation at noon, Meng Wanwan's appetite at night was very good, and under An Zhicheng's full care, she ate two bowls of rice and drank two bowls of soup.

"Haha, that's good, if you eat more, my little grandson will grow up quickly.

Zimo ate a few bites without knowing the taste and then didn't eat, Feng Xuehua saw this, glanced at them coldly, put down the dishes and chopsticks and went to the kitchen.

The corners of Meng Wanwan's mouth curled, and she drank the soup silently.

Before going to bed, Zimo went downstairs to pour a glass of water, and when she was about to go back to the room, she suddenly saw that the light in the guest room was on, and she couldn't help but be a little puzzled.

Unable to resist his curiosity, Zimo slowly walked to the door of the room, paused, and finally couldn't help but knock on the door.

But after waiting for a long time for no one to open the door, she couldn't help but wonder if someone had gone in and forgot to open the door

Thinking of this, she reached out and opened the door and walked inside.

As soon as he entered the room, Zimo saw the women's pajamas on the big bed, as well as so many bottles and cans of skin care products and cosmetics on the dresser, while the light in the bathroom was on, and someone was taking a bath inside.

Almost immediately, Zimo determined the identity of this person through the nightdress and skin care products, she was Zimo's mother, Feng Xuehua!

Judging by this, they should have separated....

Zimo only felt that her mind was blank, and she sat on the bed, with too many questions in her mind to figure out.

When exactly did they start separating? And because of what separation? Is it because of Meng Wanwan? Mom couldn't stand Dad treating Meng Wanwan so partially, so the two quarreled and started a Cold War separation? Or is it because of yourself? Mom thinks Dad doesn't love her, so they quarrel? Or maybe it's because of the company?

One thought after another popped out of her mind, Zimo couldn't help but feel a little panicked, even the sound of the water in the bathroom stopped and the door opened, she didn't know.

As soon as Feng Xuehua came out, she was startled when she saw someone in the room, she subconsciously grabbed the bath towel and took a step back, but when she saw that person was her daughter, she couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and said strangely: "Zimo? Why are you here so late?"