Qin Xiaoran was depressed for more than a month because of Qin Muhan's accidental death, and a thought suddenly popped up.

Then, pestering her night and night, wanting her to give him another child, her old waist was about to flash.

Mom, he didn't want to think about it, although she looked young, she was in her forties.

Moreover, Mo Wushuang already had Qin Muhan's child in his belly.

If she had another child with Qin Xiaoran now, that child would be younger than Mo Wushuang's child.

When the time comes, as a mother-in-law, does she still want her daughter-in-law to serve her during confinement and help her take care of the children together?

Qin Xiaoran didn't feel embarrassed at all, he just felt that the bloodlines of the two of them should not wither, he thought that maybe they would have another child, and they would be able to completely come out of the pain of losing their son.

He doesn't care about the child's age and seniority.

Ye Lingyun brought a cup of hot water to Mo Wushuang, and then very considerately peeled a plate of lychees for Mo Wushuang.

Mo Wushuang looked at Ye Lingyun, who was caring for and considerate, his eyes were red with emotion, and he took a crystal clear lychee meat and sent it to Ye Lingyun's mouth:

"Mommy, you eat too."

"Hmm." Ye Lingyun saw that Mo Wushuang was so filial, and ate the lychee with a smile: "My daughter-in-law is really filial, and it is his good luck that my son can marry you." ”

When Mo Wushuang heard this exaggerated statement, he hooked his red lips with a smile:

"Mother, you don't have to praise me so much! In fact, the lychee meat was peeled by you, and I just borrowed flowers to offer the Buddha. ”

As she spoke, she looked at Ye Lingyun with sparkling eyes, her eyes were sincere and full of admiration:

"It should be said that it was I Mo Wushuang who saved the galaxy in my last life, so I met such a good mother-in-law as you and a good husband as Qin Muhan."

Hearing this, Ye Lingyun was distressed and leaned Mo Wushuang's head on her shoulder:

"Silly boy, obviously you are also very good and excellent! Don't be presumptuous. ”

Her stinky son who is obviously not dead, but he is a bastard who doesn't know how to go home, where is Mo Wushuang praising him so much?

She didn't want to hear Mo Wushuang praise Qin Muhan, because the more she listened, the more weak her heart became, so she glanced at the time on her mobile phone and found an excuse to say:

"Wushuang, if you're tired, go to the bedroom to sleep for a while, and if you're not tired, you can also go to the garden for a stroll, or just watch TV here."

"It's not early, I'm going to cook, I can't accompany you for the time being."

Mo Wushuang pulled Ye Lingyun's hand, which had recently become a little rough because he had personally cooked for her:

"Mommy, in fact, there are servants and cooks at home, you don't need to cook by yourself at all, you let the maid cook!"

"Well, you're pregnant with my precious grandson, and I promise my son to take good care of you."

"The chef cooks, how can I do it myself, and I can rest assured?"

Ye Lingyun shook her head without hesitation, rejected Mo Wushuang's proposal, and immediately said with a smile:

"Besides, I'm honored and happy to be able to cook for you myself!"

"When the time comes, when my two grandchildren grow up, I can still show off to them, when they are in their mother's womb, my grandmother cooks and cooks for them every day."

"Haha......" Mo Wushuang chuckled lightly when he heard this, and said with a serious face:

"Then when they grow up, I will tell them that they must be filial to their grandmother, remember their grandmother's merits, and don't forget their grandmother's love for them."

"That's a good feeling!" Ye Lingyun heard Mo Wushuang's answer and smiled happily.

"You play! I went to the kitchen to cook for my daughter-in-law and my two grandchildren. ”

Ye Lingyun dropped this sentence and immediately turned around and went to the kitchen.

After entering the kitchen, the bright smile on her face suddenly became a little empty.

Although, knowing that her son is still alive, she feels a lot more relaxed, but ......

If her son was still alive, but he turned around and was with another woman and gave birth to a child, how could she have the face to face Mo Wushuang!

As a woman, she understands women best.

The most unbearable thing for a woman is the betrayal of a man.

With such a heavy and helpless thought, Ye Lingyun quickly sent a WeChat message to Qin Xiaoran.

The reason why she sent WeChat was that she was afraid that calling Qin Xiaoran would be unexpectedly heard by Mo Wushuang again.

"Husband, I have good news and bad news for you, which one do you want to hear first?"

Qin Xiaoran was in the office, and smashed the folder on the head of the project director and the financial director opposite:

"You two idiots, if you can't explain the robbery of this project and the loopholes in the funds, you will all get out of the Qin Group by myself."

The faces of the two executives were smashed by the folder, and they suddenly trembled with fright:

"Chairman Qin......"

Before they could say anything, Qin Xiaoran's mobile phone suddenly rang with a message prompt.

Qin Xiaoran picked up his mobile phone and saw that it was a message from his wife, and a gentle smile suddenly appeared on his cold face.

He turned his head and waved impatiently at the two executives:

"You guys go back first, and give me a reasonable explanation tomorrow."

When the two executives heard Qin Xiaoran's words, as if the two death row prisoners had suddenly been acquitted, they immediately nodded excitedly, and immediately smeared oil on the soles of their feet, and quickly turned around and left the office.

Qin Xiaoran picked up his mobile phone and quickly replied to his wife's WeChat:

"Wife, then you can tell the good news first!"

Ye Lingyun saw Qin Xiaoran reply in seconds, and also replied:

"Husband, our son is still alive."

Qin Xiaoran saw the news and immediately made up for it, and then replied excitedly to the message:

"Wife, is the bad news that you're pregnant?"

Ye Lingyun saw Qin Xiaoran's answer, and suddenly her head was full of black lines:

"You old guy, you're quite good at thinking, you're so old, can you still give birth?"

Qin Xiaoran replied without hesitation: "Scientific studies have shown that men can still give birth to seventy years old. ”

"But I'm getting old!" Ye Lingyun looked at this reply and replied depressedly.

I don't understand why women lose their fertility at the age of fifty, while men can reach the age of seventy or eighty.

Qin Xiaoran sent a rose over, and then typed: "Nonsense, wife, you are still young and beautiful, people who don't know your age will definitely think that you are only in your thirties?" ”

Ye Lingyun made a shy expression, and immediately replied:

"Can't go on! What I'm going to tell you is serious. ”

"What's serious, isn't it that you're pregnant again and are going to give me a son?" A trace of pain flashed in Qin Xiaoran's eyes, and he deliberately replied in an understatement tone:

"Do you think that the bad news is that the child in your womb is the reincarnation of our son Mu Han, and I am afraid that Mu Han will dislike Wushuang when he grows up in the future, and he doesn't want to be responsible for Wushuang and the child?"

Ye Lingyun saw the message sent by Qin Xiaoran, and three black lines suddenly slipped off her beautiful forehead.

Oh, my God!

She and Qin Xiaoran have been married for more than 20 years, and they really didn't see that Qin Xiaoran had mental problems.

So......

Yes, Qin Xiaoran made up his own brain, right?

She quickly typed back:

"Husband! How could you have such a strange idea? ”

"If you don't become a screenwriter, you're a talent."

After Qin Xiaoran looked at the mocking reply sent by his wife, his face was full of doubts:

"Aren't you going to tell me about it?"

"I look at your IQ, I don't explain it, you can't understand it." After Ye Lingyun replied mockingly, he then typed a large string of words and sent them to Qin Xiaoran: "I mean ......"