"Emotional?" Mrs. Song suddenly found her thoughts, "How can you be excited?" Bai Qing, you say! ”

Xu Baiqing stood up, "I'm sorry, Mom, it's my fault, I didn't take Qiao Yan's emotions into account for a while. ”

Mrs. Song shook her head, but she could listen to Xu Baiqing's words: "Baiqing, you have to remember, Qiao Yan is pregnant, she is pregnant, pregnant women's emotions are capricious, you have to understand, you have to be careful, I have handed over Qiao Yan's life to you, you said to take good care of her." ”

Xu Baiqing nodded.

He didn't say it, he just said he would be responsible.

And that sentence was just an excuse for facing the Song family at that time.

Song Shangze didn't dare to speak on the side.

If my mother knew what kind of life Qiao Yan was having with Xu Baiqing, she would probably be mad.

However, it can't be said for the time being, at least Song Qiaoyan has to give birth to this child.

Otherwise, Xu Baiqing, a madman, doesn't know what he will do.

But it's hard to get through right now.

Mrs. Song was still explaining the precautions for pregnant women to Xu Baiqing, and Xu Baiqing listened obediently, not impatient at all.

Song Shangze coughed lightly: "Otherwise, the wedding will be postponed, Qiao Yan's fetal gas is unstable." ”

Before Mrs. Song could speak, Xu Baiqing grabbed the conversation first: "Let Qiao Yan decide this." ”

Song Shangze suppressed his anger, "Qiao Yan's body is important. ”

God knows that they should hold the wedding after graduation, but Xu Baiqing doesn't know what means are used, Song Qiaoyan stubbornly advanced to the beginning of March this year.

If Qiao Yan decides, it will definitely be at the beginning of March this year.

Song Qiaoyan was stunned by Xu Baiqing like that, where is it called love.

Mrs. Song also thought: "Let's see how Qiao Yan's body is first." ”

Xu Baiqing nodded, "I'll discuss it with Qiao Yan and wait for her to wake up." ”

Mrs. Song: "Then you take good care of her, don't let her have such big mood swings again." ”

Song Shangze was not at ease: "Mom, I'll stay too." ”

Song Enming: "Okay, let them take care of the people themselves, since it's okay, let's go back." ”

Mrs. Song glanced back at him, only to shudder.

It's a pity that I can't tell Shang Ze and Qiao Yan.

There are some things that you can't tell Shang Ze and Qiao Yan.

"Mom?" Song Shangze held her slightly trembling hand.

Mrs. Song shook her head and patted the back of his hand, "I'll go back, Qiao Yan woke up and told me, I'll make soup." ”

Song Shangze: "Okay." ”

Mrs. Song was helped into the car by the servant, and her eyes were red again until the door was closed.

She smiled a little sadly, "I really didn't expect that after so many years, you are still so cold-blooded." ”

Song Eunming didn't look at her and didn't reply.

There have been countless cold wars between the two people, but Song Enming has never failed, he is always like a towering mountain, standing still.

It was like that when you were young, and it's still like this in middle age.

"Song Enming, where have I ever been sorry for you?"

"Nope."

"yes... No, of course I don't. Mrs. Song smiled, "Neither do they." ”

I gave birth to children for you, I almost died on the operating table for you, it turns out that you don't love me after all.

Don't love me, and I don't love the child who comes out of my belly.

The scenery outside the window flashed, as if all the sorrows of people could be left, Mrs. Song watched silently, and finally became the original appearance of not being sad or happy.

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