"But, don't you mind?" Qin Xiya looked at him deeply.

"I don't care." Xiao Han spread his hands, "Look, I don't even care about my last name."

"But...Wen Hai will care." Qin Xiya was a little uneasy.

"It's his business that he cares about, and he won't interfere with my business." Xiao Han didn't want to talk any more, so he changed the subject, "It's getting late, I'll put water for you to take a bath, and go to bed early after washing."

With that said, he went to the bathroom. .

Qin Xiya looked at his back, feeling a little uneasy in her heart, she always felt as if something was going to happen.

……

At night, Xiao Han coaxed Qin Xiya to go to bed early, but he couldn't sleep himself. He had been worrying about this for a while, but he couldn't control it. The two old guys wouldn't listen to him, so he had to pretend He turned a blind eye, but now that Qin Xiya mentioned this, his mood was disturbed again.

Qin Xiya fell asleep quickly because of the bumps and fatigue on the plane, and she was pregnant.

Now that her stomach is getting bigger, she can only sleep on her side with her back facing him. He looks at her back with a feeling of distress and guilt.

If he also had a warm family, loving and gentle parents, maybe they would be much happier, and he would not become so insecure, self-centered, lonely and cold.

It's just that he, who has such a flawed personality, also met true love. Her love for him is no less than anyone else's.

He knew that he should cherish it, and he was doing the same, but he always felt that something was missing in his heart, unable to settle down.

**

The next morning, Lan Qianyu rarely got up early and went downstairs to prepare breakfast, but there was someone earlier than her.

Leng Ruobing brought the steaming hot breakfast to the dining table, turned her head and smiled at her: "Qianyu, are you awake? Let's have breakfast first, Ye Yan and Xiao Han haven't woken up, let them sleep for a while, wait for them to wake up Get them something to eat."

"Hmm." Lan Qianyu walked over to help, and asked tentatively, "Mom, when did you come back?"

"It's past one o'clock in the morning." Leng Ruobing replied without thinking.

"Ah? You came back after one o'clock in the morning? Didn't you stay at Uncle Lei's place last night?" Lan Qianyu blurted out.

"Fuck you, who told you that I spent the night there?" Leng Ruobing looked a little uncomfortable, "Your Uncle Lei is sick, I just stayed to take care of him, and his fever subsided after eleven o'clock in the evening , I came back, and you were all asleep at that time, so I just don’t know.”

"Hehe, there's nothing wrong with staying there overnight, after all..."

"Don't talk nonsense." Leng Ruobing interrupted her, and said very seriously, "How long has it been since your Uncle Shen passed away? How could I do such a thing?"

"I'm sorry, I said something wrong." Lan Qianyu quickly apologized.

"Qianyu, I know what's on your mind, but do you know what's on your mother's mind?" Leng Ruobing sighed deeply, "Zhen Ting and I are both old, and at this age, there is nothing but children. Other expectations, after so many things, we can take care of each other and care for each other, but it doesn't mean that something will happen to us, Songhai has given so much for me, it is impossible for me to remarry in my life."

"Mom, you have just turned [-] now, and you can have another happiness. I don't want you to be lonely for the rest of your life."

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