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"Lingyun, Yingying said that the child in her belly is yours, is this true, this is not a trivial matter, you have to tell the truth to your aunt."

Ling Yun put down the teacup, didn't tremble, and nodded bluntly: "Auntie, this matter is my fault, I have already made Yingying pregnant before I officially came to the door to propose, you can rest assured that I will definitely take responsibility and will not be wronged Yingying, in the past six months, my relationship with Yingying has come to fruition, I like her very much, and I am willing to take care of her for the rest of my life." ”

"Your young people now are different from us back then, where did we dare to get pregnant before we got married, but even if you say it now, it doesn't sound good, since the two of you are in love, we are not antique people, but now Yingying's belly is bigger, what are you going to do?"

Leng Yerong held the long finger of coffee, and at some point the knuckles were blue and white.

Ling Yunyu looked at him with his eyes, this young master of the Leng family, who was known as the ghost hand of the financial street, was the man in Xu Ying's heart?

Xu Yin sat next to him and secretly looked at the two of them, whose child is the child in his sister's belly, it has not yet been decided, is his mother too far away? There was a hunch that he felt that the child was cold and honorable nine times out of ten.

"Lingyun, is the child really yours?" He looked at it.

Ling Yun smiled gently: "Brother Xu, if it weren't for my child, how could I like to be a father?" ”

"Some people are so strange, they just want to be a father, I don't know what the purpose is?" Leng Yerong's overlapping long legs were put down, his brows were a little deeper, and while blowing the water surface of the teacup, he lifted his eyes and said coldly: "Are you sure, you are the type that Yingying likes?" ”

"Mr. Leng, I don't understand what you say, we've been dating for half a year, if I'm not the type she likes, how could she follow me to the Middle East twice, and live with me for a total of half a year?"

Leng Yerong's fingers tightened a little, and his eyes swept over sharply, with a warning in his eyes.

If he had known that she would be away for so long this time, he would definitely bring that little ancestor back from the Middle East!

Ling Yun didn't look at Leng Yerong, and continued to say to Mother Xu: "I don't count this kind of thing alone, I think Yingying herself knows best whose child he is pregnant, aunt, when Yingying comes over, you ask her in person, I think she will give you the answer." ”

Xu Ying was standing outside the door of the living room at the moment, and she had already listened to all their words.

She didn't want to go in, but the maid walked in and reported, "Master, madam, Miss has arrived." ”

Xu Ying sighed and walked into the living room.

After walking in, he subconsciously glanced at Leng Yerong first, and then slowly walked to Ling Yun's side and sat down.

In the eyes of everyone, the difference between intimacy and alienation can be seen at a glance.

Leng Yerong's eyes darkened, staring at her, forcing himself not to do anything impulsive in front of the Xu family.

When Mother Xu saw her, she immediately said: "Yingying, whose child is it in your belly, now everyone is here, you say it yourself, and your mother will make the decision for you." ”

Xu Ying grabbed Ling Yun's arm: "Mom, I said it was Yun's child." ”

"Yingying, have you made enough trouble?" Leng Yerong suppressed his anger.

Xu Ying looked at him, her face was unwavering: "I didn't make trouble, I told you a long time ago that the child is not yours, you don't believe it." Brother, please let Leng Yerong out, I don't want to see him. ”