Born to be pregnant

Chapter 190
The old lady was always shrewd. After sending text messages to Fu Shaoqian, she sat on the sofa with two photo albums on her knees. One was a list of photos of Fu Jinyan's life since he came back from the doctor, and the other was about committing pornography. , an old photo album.

In this photo album, various photos of the descendants of the Fu family are recorded, including Fu Chengguang's, Fu Shaoqian's, Fu Zimu's, and even Fu Ziyao's.

Then the album was spread out, and there were two photos on the left and the right, Fu Jinyan on the left and Fu Shaoqian on the right.

The extremely resembling eyebrows swept over like a shocking wave, causing the two photo albums in her hand to slip to the ground at the same time.

Sitting on the sofa, I was speechless for a long time.

Fu Zhan came down from the stairs and stood on the jogging platform, staring at the old lady's pale face and trembling body, he couldn't help but wonder: "Siqing, what happened?"

The old lady looked up at him, pursing her lips, but at this moment she no longer dared to say that she was shrewd.

Although the DNA results haven't come out yet, once this idea is crazy in my mind, I can't get rid of it crazily. The more I think about it, the more possible it becomes.But if this is true, what a conspiracy this is, and what kind of intentions are those who play around with them.

After thinking about everything in the past two years, the old lady could hardly breathe. Fu Zhan looked at her like that and couldn't help worrying. The old lady held her breath and said, "Tomorrow, tomorrow morning, the truth will come to light."

No matter how Fu Zhan asked, the old lady insisted on not saying anything, and then went back to the upstairs room to see Fu Jinyan.

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Tang Wanru knew that after the old lady came home in the evening, she had no intention of having fun, so she hurried back and asked the nanny who was at home what was going on.

The nanny said: "The old lady came over, went to your room, madam, and then left."

"Go to my room? Did you say something? Did you take something?"

The nanny shook her head: "I don't know, the old lady won't let me follow."

"Then why didn't you call me then!"

"I called, but you didn't answer." The nanny's aggrieved voice quieted down.

Tang Wanru frowned, pushed her away and walked upstairs.

Pushing open the bedroom door, she looked around quietly, the things in the bedroom belonged to everyone, and there was no trace of anyone coming in, but she felt uneasy, this feeling, ever since she saw Tang Mo at Fu's house in the morning After night, it was deeply entrenched in my heart.

What is the old lady looking for in the room?Could it be...

She walked into the bathroom, flicked on the light, and knew that her dressing table had been opened without looking. The comb that was originally placed in it was thrown on the sink. hair.

Is that right?

The old lady took her hair, what to do?The thought made her terrified and uneasy.

Desperately going downstairs, the nanny brought out the freshly cooked bird's nest for her, and called her, but Tang Wanru ignored it and walked straight out with a pale face. Just as Fu Ziyao came in from the outside, he accidentally bumped into her , but Tang Wanru didn't say a word of accusation.

Fu Ziyao frowned suddenly. Seeing Tang Wanru's abnormal appearance, he asked the nanny what was going on, and the nanny said she didn't know.

Fu Ziyao didn't say anything else, he frowned deeply and went upstairs.

Not long after, I received a group text message from the old lady: Everyone will gather at the old house at ten o'clock tomorrow morning.

What is the purpose of mobilizing so many people to go to the old house?
Tang Wanru's loss of soul has something to do with this?Fu Ziyao faintly felt that something big was about to happen.

Grandma's heart bypass surgery took five hours to complete.

When it was over, it was already seven o'clock in the evening.

The doctor opened the door of the operating room, and Peng Yuan walked over, followed by Peng Chang and Wu Xiumei.

Tang Mowan didn't move, but heard the doctor say, "Our head of the Department of Cardiac Surgery performed the surgery himself. It was a success. Don't worry."

Peng Yuan kept expressing her gratitude. Tang Mowan listened, and her tense body softened. Fu Shaoqian made a timely move, hugged her fallen body, and brought her into his arms.

She didn't look back, but this feeling made her extremely at ease. She didn't need to look back at all to know that her heart was connected. Nothing was more exciting than this.

The nurse pushed out the old man lying on the hospital bed. Because he has not passed the critical period, he will be sent to the ICU for observation tonight. The family members of the patient can go back first. They can pick him up at ten o'clock tomorrow morning and send him back to the general ward. .

Tang Mowan was a little worried, but Fu Shaoqian reached out and shook her cold fingers: "I have already told the doctors inside, they will take good care of grandma, let's go first."

His word is a guarantee.

Tang Mowan didn't struggle too much, so she answered. Grandma was still asleep. Tang Mowan only stepped forward to shake the old man's hand, and then turned around with Fu Shaoqian.

At this time, Wu Xiumei suddenly came forward enthusiastically, blocking the way of Fu Shaoqian and Tang Mowan.

Tang Mowan's expression was exhausted, his face was cold, without a hint of a smile, Fu Shaoqian embraced her smaller figure, and asked, "What's the matter?"

Wu Xiumei rubbed her hands, Fu Shaoqian's cold and unkind temperament was really unbearable, so looking at Tang Mowan, she bit the bullet and sent out an invitation: "Shaoqian, Wanwan, it's getting late, and none of you Let's have dinner, I have already asked Yaya to order dinner at the nearby restaurant, let's go, let's have a meal together, aunt treats you!"

Tang Mowan frowned slightly as Wu Xiumei spoke with arrogance, "I don't have an appetite. If you want to eat, go eat it yourself."

"Hey, don't, Wanwan, you and Yaya are real sisters. In this way, we are both only children. It is not easy to find a brother or sister of our own. We, Yaya, have always wanted to meet you, an excellent sister. Well, let's go, let's go have a meal together, just take it as a way to save face for my aunt."

Tang Mowan was dizzy from the shaking, and her face became even more ugly: "Do you know it's my aunt now? When I was locked up before, why didn't I see you and think about it?"

Fu Shaoqian lowered his head, and quietly glanced at Tang Mowan. He didn't speak, but squeezed her shoulder even harder.

Wu Xiumei looked embarrassed: "Wanwan, that was all your mother's idea. Your uncle and I just obeyed orders. You can't blame your aunt..."

"Enough!" Peng Yuan walked over with a cold face, "Wu Xiumei, you're still shameless!"

"Peng Yuan, what do you mean, who is shameless, who are you talking about?"

These two were natural enemies, they didn't like each other, and when they met, they would quarrel and turn the world upside down. Tang Mowan was not in the mood to listen to their quarrel, so she got into the elevator with Fu Shaoqian.

Wu Xiumei came to her senses and saw that the person had left, she stomped her feet angrily, and wanted to catch up, but the elevator was already closed, so she could only watch the person leave.

Peng Yuan stood there with a cold face, picked up her satchel and pressed the elevator next to her, while Wu Xiumei scolded relentlessly: "Peng Yuan, you are so vicious with vicious intentions, have your conscience been eaten by dogs? My own dear?" Daughter, you are so calculating, you are still not human!" Seeing that there is no one at the moment, Wu Xiumei's long-logged anger suddenly unleashed, and she blasted at Peng Yuan: "You think that I will not talk about what happened back then. No one will know? Looking at Fu Shaoqian's appearance, I'm afraid he has already noticed it. Now that the technology is so advanced, if you just take the child's DNA to test it, the truth will be revealed immediately. At that time, I will see how you justify yourself, and how you Face the Fu family!"

Peng Yuan's face was ashen. Indeed, what Wu Xiumei said was very reasonable. When Tang Mowan went in to see her grandmother before, Fu Shaoqian was outside and "asked her for advice".

Although he didn't say it clearly, the meaning in the words is self-evident.

At this moment, the dirty and ugly past was uncovered by Wu Xiumei, and the hidden truth was about to be revealed. Peng Yuan's painstaking efforts over the years seemed to be in jeopardy. Suddenly, her teeth itched with anger, and she raised her hand to slap Wu Xiumei.

But this time, Wu Xiumei seemed to be on guard. She not only caught Peng Yuan's hand, but also slapped Peng Yuan backhand: "Hmph, bitch, do you really think I'm so easy to bully? If you want to hit me, you don't even look at me." How did Wu Xiumei write the three characters!"

Wu Xiumei pushed Peng Yuan to the ground with all her strength, and before she left, she gave her a sneer: "I'll just wait to see how you get fixed by Fu Shaoqian!"

Enduring the pain from her elbow, Peng Yuan drank in a low voice, "Don't you still want to introduce your daughter to Fu Zimu? Do you think you still have a chance if something happened to Tang Wanru? How naive!"

She slowly got up from the ground, looked at the stunned Wu Xiumei, and taunted and ridiculed as much as possible: "Your daughter, at most, will die with you, you poor village girl!"

"you--"

The elevator came, and Peng Yuan walked in slowly, ignoring Wu Xiumei's cursing, and pressed the down button. Then, seeing her pale face from the staircase wall, her body slowly began to tremble.

Fu Shaoqian took Tang Mowan into the car. Tang Mowan raised his head and stared intently at his sharp facial features.

He looked sideways, meeting her eyes, and she didn't look away. There seemed to be some kind of deep emotion in those eyes.

"I'll take you to dinner first, what do you want to eat?" He asked.

She withdrew her gaze and looked at the sea of ​​lights outside the window: "Anything is fine."

He stretched out his right hand, held her left hand on her knee, and clenched it tightly: "Then I've decided."

She trembled her long eyelashes, stared at each other's clasped hands, curled her fingers slightly, and held them backwards, and the corners of her mouth slowly curled into a light arc.

Fu Shaoqian took her to the nearest western restaurant.

Tang Mowan stood by the car and watched his back as he walked to the restaurant. He was tall and leggy, dressed in neat clothes, and his heart seemed to flow into a warm current.

Seeing that Tang Mowan didn't follow, Fu Shaoqian turned his head and turned back again: "What's the matter, don't you like this place?"

"No." She reached out and hugged his strong arm, "Go in."

The restaurant was elegantly decorated with low luxury, and the waiter led them to the seat that Fu Shaoqian had reserved.

It is a quiet and spacious corner.

Tang Mowan sat quietly, watching Fu Shaoqian order food.

The thin light from the Italian crystal chandelier cast a velvet halo on the man's face, making his facial features look more angular and profound.

Her brows were also gradually stained with infatuation. The man sitting opposite her took off his suit jacket, the cuffs of his white shirt were turned up several times, and the collar of his shirt was slightly open. Instead of rigid and rigorous, more elegant and leisurely, and the unhurried tone of commanding has always carried the aura of superior leadership.

She just sat quietly, watched him finish ordering, and then turned her gaze back on herself.

After staring at each other quietly for a few seconds, her ears felt slightly hot, she moved her eyes away first, took the lemonade in her hand, and drank it slowly: "I may, I will go back to the capital tomorrow afternoon. There There are still some events that require me to attend."

"Well." He said, "It's not urgent. I'll watch it tomorrow morning. Maybe you don't want to leave tomorrow afternoon."

She frowned, unable to figure out the hidden meaning in his words, he smiled with a calm demeanor: "I'll see it tomorrow morning."

"Oh." She lowered her head, her docile hair was scattered on her sideburns, covering her slender neck, but making her side face look as delicate as an oil painting.

There are many topics that are afraid of being taboo, but tonight, with the desire to talk, he walked towards her, sat on the same leather chair with her, and put one hand on the chair behind her. With one hand on his back, he brushed away the broken hair from her temples. Looking at her beautiful side face, his voice was so low that he seemed to be fainting: "Tell me about those seven months."

Tang Mowan's fingers holding the water cup suddenly grasped it tightly, sensing her nervousness, Fu Shaoqian did not let go, but clenched it even tighter.

Tang Mowan stared at the hands tightly held by the two of them. The tense emotions finally relaxed slowly. He leaned back and leaned on the seat, as if he was close to his arms.

The temperature of the palm is so real, it overlaps with the feeling two years ago, there is no difference.

His slightly rough fingers covered the back of her hand, and the shirt wrapped around her muscular body. He had been brewing for a long time, and just about to speak, there was a sudden and uncertain excited call from behind: "Brother Shaoqian? Tang Mowan?"

There is only one woman who can call Fu Shaoqian like this.

Just listening to the voice, Tang Mowan had already guessed who they were, and when he turned around, he saw Xie Yiren standing gracefully behind them.

Dressed in a slightly mature and retro fashion, with a black diamond belt tied on a red woolen coat, a small black gauze hat on his head, and a Dior satchel on his wrist, his originally bright facial features have now appeared Stunningly beautiful.

Fu Shaoqian smiled faintly at her: "Oh, Yiren, it's you."

Tang Mowan also nodded to her, and Xie Yiren walked towards them. It could be seen that she was very happy, but she walked steadily. In the past two years, she has matured a lot, and her gestures exude a strong femininity. Compared with a simple girl who is ignorant of the world, she is a bit more enchanting.

Tang Mowan stood up, Fu Shaoqian calmly withdrew his hand, Xie Yiren was full of surprise: "It's really you."

Xie Yiren stepped forward and held Tang Mowan's hand very hard. Her emotions were conveyed to Tang Mowan through this deep grip. Tang Mowan was a little moved: "Miss Xie, long time no see."

"Yeah, almost three years." Xie Yiren's charming voice seemed to reveal a touch of emotion.

Seeing that there was no one around her, Tang Mowan asked, "Are you alone?"

Xie Yiren nodded: "I just finished meeting the client."

"Let's sit down and eat together."

"Okay." Xie Yiren was not polite, and rushed Fu Shaoqian to the opposite position.

Fu Shaoqian smiled: "You guys chat first, I'll go to the bathroom."

"Ah."

After Fu Shaoqian left, Xie Yiren was still a little excited. Tang Mowan had been apathetic in the past few years, but he was still happy after all. Thinking of what happened before he left, he was still curious: "Miss Xie, why didn't you see Dr. Lu? You... "

In an instant, Xie Yiren's face changed, and slowly, he recovered.

Tang Mowan has already mastered the ability to observe words and emotions. Through Xie Yiren's slightly twitching eyes and the constantly stirring coffee, she probably guessed something, but she was still surprised. Before she could comfort her, Xie Yiren had already taken the initiative: "He has been gone for almost two years, and we have lost contact."

"Why?" Tang Mowan regretted blurting out before he could think about it.

Xie Yiren's bright and charming face was hidden in the shadow of the light, with a charming and soft beauty in her shadow, she smiled lightly, but showed self-deprecating hopelessness: "He has always had someone he likes, and that person is terminally ill, and I want to see him. He went and never came back."

Holding the delicate long-handled spoon with her slender fingers, she slowly stirred the coffee in the cup. Looking at Xie Yiren's beautiful side face, Tang Mowan suddenly didn't know how to comfort her. She really fell in love with Lu Lifeng. At this moment That's why he showed such a self-deprecating, mournful and moving expression.

Looking up, Xie Yiren laughed at the unconcealed sympathy in Shang Tang Mowan's eyes: "You don't need to sympathize with me, in fact, it's nothing, this world is so big, it's not easy to find a man you like, besides, Yu Jinchen and I But if there is a marriage contract, we are ready to get engaged."

Hearing Yu Jinchen's name at first, Tang Mowan was still in a daze, but soon, he remembered the Qingjuan boy downstairs in the dormitory who sent him a love letter.

They are obviously the same age, but in her memory, Yu Jinchen feels like a little boy.This may be the reason why she prefers Fu Shaoqian.

Because of his calm and introverted maturity, she was deeply attracted.

Fu Shaoqian came back from the bathroom, and Xie Yiren got up to say goodbye: "Brother Shaoqian, I won't disturb your candlelight dinner, we will contact you later, and you, Tang Mowan, I will treat you to tea some other day!"

Waving his hand, seeing Xie Yiren's slim figure leave, Tang Mowan could sense the helplessness in her forced smile.

She had a simple crush on Fu Shaoqian as a little girl, but she poured her true feelings into Lu Lifeng. Otherwise, the changes in the past two years would not be so great.

Once people are stimulated by strong emotions, they will start the self-protection mechanism, either continue to be decadent, or grow rapidly.

What Xie Yiren showed them was already another kind of mature beauty and charm. Her sleek sophistication and cautiousness had gradually worn away her original innocence and unrestrained daring to love and hate.

"Did Doctor Lu really leave?" Tang Mowan couldn't help but look up at Fu Shaoqian who was sitting beside him.

He raised his hand and played with the button between her collarbone: "Yeah."

"What did he do? Did he really go with the cancer patient? Doesn't he like Yiren? Impossible..." With her current major, it is not ugly to look back at the relationship between Lu Lifeng and Xie Yiren at that time. It turns out that both of them have feelings for each other, so...

Fu Shaoqian pinched her chin with his skeletal fingers, forcing her to meet his deep eyes: "Mrs. Fu, such a handsome guy is sitting in front of you, don't you have any other ideas?"

"What?" Tang Mowan was a little slow to respond.

Seeing the hot flames burning in Fu Shaoqian's eyes, she blushed and turned away, but Fu Shaoqian refused to let go, Tang Mowan was forced to helplessly, and slowly pulled out a necklace from the open collar. At the bottom of the necklace was A sterling silver ring.

She took the ring off the necklace, and he stared at her face, as well as the ring shining under the light, and then she took his hand and slowly slipped it into his little finger.

Only suitable for tail ring.

It is a proof of identity.

This flickering silver light paired with his big hand with well-defined bony fingers was so beautiful, this cheap ring suddenly went up several grades.

Fu Shaoqian was not unimpressed: "Do you always carry the ring with you? What do you want to do? Propose to me anytime, anywhere?"

"..." The expression on his face was slightly stiff, and he stretched out his hand to take off the ring, but he quickly closed it, grabbed her hand and put it on his lips and kissed it, "Well, although it's not worth much, but I'm very happy like."

"Hmph, it's cheap to be a good boy."

"I'm not good, but I will surprise you tomorrow."

"What surprise?"

"You'll know then."

This night, Tang Mowan slept very well, perhaps the best sleep he had in more than two years, because he was by his side.

When she opened her eyes, she saw the three-dimensional features of his face. When she raised her hand, she saw the diamond ring on her ring finger.

Cartier's diamond ring, the huge diamonds are really radiant because of the special lighting.

She lifted it up slightly, and placed it on the window to see through the sunlight, flooding the room with light.

Over there, Fu Shaoqian had already woken up, watching her playing with her fingertips sliding over the edges and corners of the diamond, smiling silently.

She put the diamond ring in front of him: "Is this the surprise you gave me?"

He didn't say yes or no, he just asked, "Do you like it?"

She smiled: "It's okay, a cheap sterling silver ring is such a big diamond ring, well, I earned it."

Fu Shaoqian hugged her into his arms, rested his chin on her shaved shoulders, and took a deep breath: "Just like it, let's go, I'll take you to a place."

"where."

"You'll know when you go."

Tang Mowan didn't know where Fu Shaoqian was going to take her. When they reached the gate of the manor, the gate was wrinkled like a hill.

"Why are you here again?"

"Jin Yan is inside, I think you liked him a lot yesterday? Then go in and have a look."

Tang Mowan felt a dull pain in his heart: "So what if I like it, it's not my own after all."

"It's good to have a look." Fu Shaoqian held her hand tightly. Tang Mowan was not very happy, and felt very conflicted, but the old lady had already walked out of the room leading the child.

And Tang Mowan also noticed that the yard was full of cars.

The old lady looked at Tang Mowan's eyes, full of surprise: "Here we come."

Tang Mowan nodded at the old lady, and found that his trousers had been ripped twice. He lowered his head, and the little friend Fu Jinyan called sweetly, "Auntie, can you play with me over there?"

The old lady sighed and said to Fu Shaoqian: "Everyone is here, but Tang Wanru is not here."

"It doesn't matter." Fu Shaoqian only cared, "Did you get the things?"

The old lady furrowed her eyebrows: "Hurry up, I've already sent someone to pick it up, and I'm on my way back."

Tang Mowan didn't care what they said, and pinched Fu Jinyan's chubby face. It felt good like a QQ slippery egg, and his tense facial features instantly stretched out: "Okay, then what do you want to play with?"

"Swing."

Tang Mowan looked up at Fu Shaoqian, Fu Shaoqian nodded to her: "Go, let's go in and talk about things."

"Yeah." Anyway, Tang Mowan didn't want to go in, so he went to play with the child happily.

Fu Shaoqian and the old lady looked at Tang Mowan, who was leading Fu Jinyan away, one big and one small, and the old lady felt as if her heart was full of cotton: "I really want to cut those people to pieces!"

At this time, another black Mercedes-Benz drove into the manor. The person sent by the old lady came back. The old lady hurried forward, but she didn't expect that the person who got out of the car was actually Fu Zimu.

"Zimu, you..." The old lady was shocked.

Fu Shaoqian also stared at Fu Zimu.

Fu Zimu held a yellow sealed folder in his hand, with a serious face: "You are waiting for this."

Fu Shaoqian snatched it immediately, and after checking it was correct, he looked at Fu Zimu, but Fu Zimu didn't explain.

The old lady was impatient: "Go to the living room immediately!"

The living room was full of direct descendants of the Fu family. Fu Chengguang was called back overnight and lived on the sofa with a tired expression. As for Fu Ziyao, he sat in the corner with a cold expression. The rest of the Fu family did not like her, and she also If you don't like them, you can't talk about them together at all.

Seeing the old lady and Fu Shaoqian approaching, the crowd gradually quieted down.

The old lady took a deep breath, and when she saw Fu Zhan coming down from the jogging platform, she waited for him to sit down before she spoke, "I called all of you here today to verify a genuine news with you on the spot, or it is A big big lie—”

"This lie is about Jin Yan's life experience—" As soon as the old lady said this, those who were sitting sluggishly straightened up suddenly, especially Fu Chengguang and Fu Ziyao, frowning at the old lady.

The old lady didn't pretend to be mysterious: "Okay, the answer is in this bag, you can see clearly," the old lady held up the file bag and turned it around in front of everyone, "The latest DNA test I just took out from the research institute I have never seen the answer in the report, and I opened it up at the scene to let you understand clearly, Shaoqian, come—"

After the old lady finished speaking angrily, her eyes fixed on Fu Shaoqian's hands. Fu Shaoqian had slender fingers and was beautiful when he opened the file bag, but now no one appreciated it. Everyone was shocked by what the old lady said. About Fu Jinyan's life experience , Isn't it Fu Chengguang's child?
Fu Ziyao took a look at Fu Zimu, and found that he was staring at the two thin sheets of paper that Fu Shaoqian had drawn out with a face as deep as water.

The old lady was so excited that she snatched it away, and flipped through it impatiently. At the end, that petite body trembled uncontrollably. Fu Shaoqian's hand hanging by his side was slightly curled into a fist. Reach the limit in an instant.

Fu Zhan stared at the old lady, and finally came out at this time: "What's going on!"

Out of anger, the old lady slapped the table vigorously, and almost jumped up: "Tang Wanru! You poisonous woman who kills thousands of knives, how dare you do such a wicked thing—"

Fu Zimu frowned, grabbed the DNA test report directly, and his expression changed drastically when he saw the end.

Seeing this, Fu Ziyao stepped forward and asked, "What's going on."

Fu Zimu wiped his face, with shock and frustration on his face: "Jin Yan, it belongs to my uncle..."

(End of this chapter)