Chapter Seventy-Three: Fortune
"Are you pregnant?" Jian Mo finally spoke: "How many months? β
Song Sirou smiled even more, and she deliberately straightened her flat lower abdomen: "I haven't checked it yet, but I've been a little uncomfortable for the past month, and I've been thinking about it." β
Jian Mo said sincerely: "A person who is normally pregnant for one or two months can't have such a big belly. Your situation is likely to be caused by poor stomach and food accumulation. I suggest you go to the hospital for a check-up as soon as possible, otherwise it will not be good to have a happy time. β
Some passers-by covered their lips and couldn't help but let out a laugh.
Looking at those eyes that fell on her lower abdomen with ridicule and curiosity, Song Sirou was extremely annoyed and ashamed to protect her lower abdomen, her face turned blue with anger, and she said without words: "It seems that you are very experienced, Jian Mo, you have only been pregnant once, and it won't be long before you ......."
"Enough!" Chen Yiran interrupted her with a low snort, pulled her and walked inside: "Isn't it shameful enough to say a few words?" β
"What are you doing? I'm not done yet, let me go! Song Sirou struggled to turn back.
Chen Yiran put one hand on her waist and forcibly dragged the person in: "If you mess around again, you will go home for me." β
Seeing Song Sirou quiet, Chen Yiran glanced back at Jian Mo.
She must have been very touched by him helping her like this.
But what Jian Mo left him was only a back.
Chen Yiran's eyes were full of loss, but soon, he regained his spirits.
The current Jian Mo is just inconvenient.
The identity of Jian Mo as He Jinqian's fiancΓ©e is well known, but there is no secret in the circle of high society, and everyone knows that Fang Mei is not very satisfied with this future daughter-in-law.
Seeing them greet the guests together today, they are all a little flustered. But the people who came were all human spirits, and they reacted quickly, and they always praised politely when they gave the gifts.
Jian Mo also responded generously one by one, and this calm appearance made many people turn to Jian Mo with admiration.
I heard that she was born an orphan, but when I saw her today, compared to the young lady I usually saw, her appearance and temperament were not inferior, and even better.
Seeing that it was about to be the time for the banquet to begin, Jian Mo breathed a sigh of relief.
If she continued to smirk like this, her face would stiffen.
"Uncle, aunt, let's go in too."
"Wait, there's still a guest who hasn't come."
It's all this time, why hasn't Ji Ruoting come yet!
Fang Mei was in a hurry, a red Maserati stopped, and Ji Ruoting, who was dressed up, got out of the car.
"Uncle, aunt, I'm really sorry, I'm late for the traffic jam on the road." She stepped forward with a smile: "Uncle, I wish you a happy birthday." β
"Are you that girl from the Ji family?" Father He looked at Ji Ruoting's face and asked hesitantly.
"I didn't expect you to recognize me, uncle."
"Of course, I hugged you when you were a kid. No wonder people say that the eighteenth change of the female university, I almost can't recognize you now. β
Ji Ruoting smiled shyly: "Uncle, you have a good reputation." β
"Where's the reputation." Fang Mei took Ji Ruoting's hand: "I always dreamed of having a daughter like Xiang Ruoting, but unfortunately her body is not angry, and her daughter-in-law is ......."
The three of them formed a small circle and chatted happily, leaving Jian Mo out.
Those who don't know will think that the three of them are a family.
Jian Mo knew that this was a dismount that Ji Ruoting gave herself, but she only raised her eyebrows slightly, changed to a posture that was more labor-saving, and watched Ji Ruoting's performance.
How could she please both of them?
He Jinqian still didn't like her.
For that reason alone, everything she did was useless.
But seeing that it had been more than ten minutes, the three of them had not finished speaking, only laughter and laughter came from time to time, and Jian Mo couldn't stand still.
Instead of standing here as a pillar to watch them perform, it is better to go in and find He Jinqian.
But as soon as she turned around, Ji Ruoting seemed to have eyes behind her: "Uncle, aunt, let's not stand here and continue to chat, you see, Jian Mo is impatient to wait." β
She and Father and Mother He want to talk very happily, and they can't make Jian Mo angry, it doesn't mean that she can't let Father He also hate her.
Fang Mei snorted coldly.
Father He still smiled in a smiling tone: "It's my negligence, Jian Mo's health is not well, and now that the guests are almost all here, let's go in together." β
Ji Ruoting secretly hated, but she still smiled and said, "Uncle, you're right, let's go in together." β
Jian Mo followed the three of them slowly, walked into the venue of the clothes and sideburns, and saw He Jinqian in the crowd at a glance.
His figure was tall and straight.
The forehead hair is combed upwards to reveal a full forehead, which makes the sword eyebrows more sharp and slender, while the deep eyes, the high bridge of the nose and the slightly thinned lips combine the facial features to be perfect and impeccable.
The eyes of countless women in the audience fell on him either directly or thought they were hidden, and their eyes were full of fascination.
He doesn't need to do anything, it's enough for countless women to go crazy for him.
Probably the gazes that fell on him were too fanatical, and his eyebrows were slightly crouched, looking a little impatient.
But as soon as he looked up and saw Jian Mo's figure, his lips were slightly raised, revealing a faint smile.
Jian Mo couldn't help but smile.
The clock struck just in time and the banquet officially began.
Father He came to the stage and said some words to welcome everyone's arrival, He Jinqian walked to Jian Mo's side, looked at Father He, but lowered his voice: "How do your legs feel?" β
"It's fine." Jian Mo's index finger hooked between one of his fingers, and the two looked at each other, and Jian Mo's eyebrows and eyes curled more and more with a smile.
Father He only said a few words and it was over, and the next thing was that some people gave gifts.
The atmosphere was quickly hot.
Song Sirou suddenly walked over and raised her voice: "Jian Mo, where is your gift?" Now we can always take it out and open our eyes. β
When she saw the box in Jian Mo's hand, her eyes lit up, and she stepped forward quickly: "I'm really curious." β
Jian Mo's eyes quickly avoided Song Sirou's outstretched hand: "Mrs. Chen, can you please have some basic politeness?" My gift is just a small object, just a piece of heart and blessing. It can't open your eyes. Besides, I'm not obligated to satisfy your curiosity. β
Jian Mo handed the gift to Father He: "Uncle, I wish you a happy birthday." β
"Lao He, hurry up and open it and let us see what surprise your prospective daughter-in-law has prepared for you." Song Sirou's father immediately spoke when he saw that his daughter was angry.
Jian Mo smiled slightly: "Uncle, the gift I gave you, you'd better go home and open it and look at it again."