Fresh and tender little Tianhou: Uncle, hold me tight!

Chapter 412 His child, how could it be...

Meng Yinyin sat down beside Su Ziqing and wiped her wet hair with a towel.

"I don't want to be with Song Tingyue." Meng Yinyin leaned on Su Ziqing's body: "Mom, don't worry, I have not forgotten my grandfather's hatred."

"It's good if you don't forget. People in the Song family are nothing. You have suffered so much for Song Tingyue. Think about how they treated you. It's really not worth it. Our Meng family and the Song family will have nothing to do with each other in the future."

Su Ziqing held Meng Yinyin's hand tightly: "Yinyin, don't let mom down."

"Ah."

Meng Yinyin nodded.

Su Ziqing took the towel from Meng Yinyin's hand and gently wiped her hair.

"Yinyin, don't blame mom, I've been there too, and there are some things that I can see more clearly than you. If you and Song Tingyue are forced to be together, you won't be happy in the future."

"I know, Mom."

Meng Yinyin closed her eyes, her grandpa's kindly smiling face appeared in her mind.

Grandpa, I'm sorry, I hurt you!

……

She didn't sleep all night, but Meng Yinyin didn't feel sleepy at all, lying on the bed tossing and turning.

I don't know if Papa Song told Song Tingyue that the child in her belly was his.

If he knows, he will be in a good mood and his body will recover faster!

Meng Yinyin didn't fall asleep until noon, so she got up.

Although she would not be with Song Tingyue, she still wanted to visit him, but she was afraid that her mother would be unhappy.

Meng Yinyin was lingering at the stairs, and was seen by Leng Moran who came out of the room.

"Yinyin, what are you doing?"

It's weird walking around.

"It's okay." Meng Yinyin lowered her head guiltily, opened the door and entered.

Leng Muran is a genius, so how can she not see what she wants to do.

He stood at the door of her room and asked with a smile, "Do you want to go to the hospital to see Song Tingyue?"

"Mo Ran, you are so amazing, you even know what I think."

In front of Leng Muran, Meng Yinyin didn't have to hide her true thoughts.

"Heh, not only do I know that you want to see Song Tingyue, I also know that you are afraid that Mom will be angry."

Leng Moran pampered Meng Yinyin's head.

In the little girl's film, her thoughts are written on her face, and she can see through it at a glance, what's so great about it.

Meng Yinyin was used to being rubbed on the head by Leng Moran, so she stood there obediently and was rubbed by him.

She was about to speak when Su Ziqing came up with a plate of fruit. Seeing this scene, she smiled knowingly.

The two are really a good match.

Only when Yinyin marries Moran can she be truly happy.

Su Ziqing greeted, "I'm eating fruit."

Meng Yinyin was sleeping, and the fruit plate was prepared for Leng Moran.

She handed the fruit plate to Meng Yinyin: "You two eat together, and come downstairs for lunch after eating the fruit."

"it is good."

Meng Yinyin entered the room with a fruit plate and sat on the bed to eat.

Leng Moran sat down opposite Meng Yinyin, picked up the silver fork and was about to eat fruit when the phone rang.

It's Song Tingyue's call.

He glanced at it, then handed the phone to Meng Yinyin: "I'm looking for you."

"Looking for me?" Meng Yinyin was taken aback, and quickly put down the fruit tray to answer the phone.

"Voice..."

Song Tingyue's deep and magnetic voice rang in her ears.

Hearing his weak voice, Meng Yinyin's nose was sore that she wanted to cry.

Meng Yinyin sniffed and asked, "Song Tingyue, are you feeling better?"

"Yinyin, is the child in your belly really mine?"

When Song Tingyue heard the news, he thought he was dreaming, and hurriedly asked Meng Yinyin for confirmation.

his child?

how is this possible……

(End of this chapter)