Genius Bady and Bad Daddy

Pang bing looked at Song Qian's dilemma with satisfaction. Finally, a smile appeared on his lips and he said, "Song Qian, I have a question for you now. The child that qin xirong was carrying was really yilin's? And whose child is that in your womb?"

"Madam, you have two questions." Song Qian frowned. "I just want to answer your first question. The child in Qin Xirong's belly was not Pei Yilin's, but Samuel's. But now that Qin Xirong is dead and Samuel is crazy, there is no need to pursue anything. And the child in my belly, his father is not Pei Yilin."

"Oh?" Pang Bingshuang nodded clearly, then his face became stern. "Since neither of your children is Yilin's, leaving only one is enough for Yilin to have a headache. In my opinion, it would be useless to keep Qian Mengmeng. Someone, pull her out and shoot her."

Pang Bingshuang shouted coldly.

Hearing this, someone hurried off as if they were really going to do something to Qian Mengmeng.

Song Qian came for Qian Mengmeng this time. Now that Pang Bingshuang seemed to want to end Qian Mengmeng in front of her, she immediately shouted coldly, "No! The child in my womb is Pei Yilin's, and I was with Pei Yilin that day. If Pei Yilin knew you killed Mengmeng, he would have left the the Pei family."

"Really? Song Qian, how can you prove it?" Listening to Song Qian's threat, pang bing laughed instead of getting angry. "Song Qian, you're not as smart as you used to be. In the past, you would have..."

"But that's good." Pang Bingshuang suddenly changed the subject. "Song Qian, Mengmeng has already done a dna comparison with yilin. We are sure that she is the eldest grandson of the the Pei family generation. So, I've already held a ceremony for her to recognize her ancestors."

"And you, the prospective daughter-in-law of the the Pei family, when are you going to give us a name as Yilin?"

Song Qian was embarrassed...

Was she forced to marry? And was he forced to marry by Pei Yilin's mother?

And, just back from the brink of death?

"It doesn't matter if you don't agree. When the child in your belly is born, I will take him away and raise him with mengmeng. And if you and yilin are willing to be together, they can be separated. It's just that Mengmeng and the baby in your womb are from our the Pei family. I will let them live in the the Pei family and not let you see them." Pang Bingshuang spoke in a light voice, not feeling at all how incredible and unacceptable it was to separate the child from the mother.

Song Qian frowned and said coldly, "I won't be with Pei Yilin, and I don't want to be separated from my two children."

"That's not up to you." Pang bingshuang smiled enigmatically and glanced at the recording pen beside her. She really liked her eccentric granddaughter, Qian Mengmeng.

If she hadn't reminded herself to design Song Qian like this, she wouldn't have easily gotten what she wanted from Song Qian and recorded what was troubling her son.

And Song Qian, after such a long time of investigation, Pang Bingshuang thought she was the most suitable the Pei family daughter-in-law, and she was very sure that after a hundred years, song qian would grow into a new generation of noble women to help Yilin handle the company's business and manage the company well.

Song Qian, I like Mengmeng, you and the baby in your belly. You might as well consider my proposal. In three days, I will ask you for answers and make my decision." With that, Pang Bingshuang pressed the bell and called in the maids waiting outside.

"Take madam down and give her a good check-up. Take good care of her. If anything happens to her, you know the punishment." Pang Bingshuang ordered.

"Yes." The maids answered respectfully, quickly came to Song Qian and left with Song Qian.

As soon as Song Qian left, Pang Bingshuang called Pei Yilin.

"Mom, what's the matter?" At that time, Pei Yilin had just received a message from a the Pei family bodyguard that Song Qian had been kept by pang bingshuang and they could not bring her out of the old house of the the Pei family.

They were never on the right track. What did mom want from Song Qian?

Pei Yilin frowned and said in a cold voice, "Mom, you know where Qian is in my heart. If anything happens to her, I..."

"What's wrong with you? Are you going to hurt me for your wife?" Pang bing snorted coldly. "Yilin, they haven't agreed to marry you yet. Is it useful for you to be so impatient?"

"Mom!" Pei Yilin's voice was cold. "Don't hurt her."

"Why should I hurt her?" Pang bing snorted coldly, as if she did not want to continue arguing with Pei Yilin on this issue. She said indifferently, "Your family is on my side. I will take care of them for you. When you solve the problem outside, I'm still waiting for your wedding!"

After that, Pang Bingshuang hung up.

At some point, Qian Mengmeng strolled in and moved to Pang Bingshuang's side, "Grandma, are you worried about your relationship with my father? Mengmeng has a good idea."

"Really?" Pang Bingshuang's eyes lit up. Her little granddaughter was the most eccentric. Perhaps she could really solve the gap between herself and yilin for many years.

"Yes. Yes." Qian Mengmeng smiled and whispered into Pang Bingshuang's ear.

The more pang bing shuang listened, the happier she became. In the end, she affectionately took Qian Mengmeng into her arms and branded a kiss on her cheek.

"Mengmeng, you are really grandma's precious granddaughter." Pang bingshuang smiled so brightly for the first time since Pei Pingping left.

"Hee hee." Qian Mengmeng was shy, but he still said slyly, "Grandma's problem is easy to solve. But mommy and daddy's problems... Oh, ten thousand."

"Don't worry, grandma will take care of this." Pang bing made a promise to Qian Mengmeng and told Qian Mengmeng all of his plans.

Qian Mengmeng nodded and kissed Pang Bingshuang excitedly on the face, then flew away like a happy swallow.

This happy mood surrounded Qian Mengmeng all the time. Even when she came to Song Qian's room and saw Song Qian's dissatisfied expression, she thought for a moment and happily approached Song Qian, "Mommy, it's good that you're here. You don't know how much Mengmeng misses you."

"Mengmeng, what's going on between you and Cheng Xian? Why are you here?" Song Qian looked very cold, as if he had plans to settle the score in the fall.

Qian Mengmeng licked his lips in embarrassment and called out timidly, "Mommy."

"Don't change the subject." Song Qian's expression did not change at all. "Tell me what you did with cheng xian after you drugged us."

"Nothing." Qian Mengmeng smiled slyly. "Mommy, are you and daddy..."

Qian Mengmeng moved closer to Song Qian, her big eyes filled with longing, as if she wanted Song Qian and Pei Yilin to mend their ways. Song Qian frowned, but then she knew what Qian Mengmeng was doing.

She probably felt that she and pei yilin had been angry for too long and wanted them to make up as soon as possible.

But, Mengmeng...

Song Qian sighed and bent down to hug her tightly.

"Mommy, my little brother can't breathe." Qian Mengmeng was held so tightly that he could hardly breathe, so he quickly called for help.

Song Qian's originally sad mood was immediately lost when she stirred it up, leaving only a trace of helplessness.

"Mengmeng, my brother is in his stomach. He's breathing well now." Song Qian stared into Qian Mengmeng's eyes. "You should know what mommy hates the most and how much she will do for you. Mommy knows you're doing this for your daddy. If you really like your daddy, mommy can..."

"Mommy, don't you want Mengmeng anymore?" Qian Mengmeng seemed to know what Song Qian wanted to say. Before she could finish, she looked at Song Qian pitifully and grabbed her blouse with her tiny white hands, as if she was afraid that she would suddenly leave.

"Mengmeng..." Song Qian also had tears in his eyes.

In fact, how could Song Qian bear Qian Mengmeng?

But she didn't want her to be with Pei Yilin and face everything they might encounter next.

The atmosphere suddenly quieted down.

Qian Mengmeng tugged at Song Qian's clothes and saw her frown. Her heart began to tremble.

Although she knew very well that mummy would not give up on her, but now she had done so much to mummy, and mummy was such a proud person, in case she was unwilling to give in to the warmth of reality and insisted on leaving...

"Mommy, mengmeng is wrong." Qian Mengmeng shook song qian's clothes and Song Qian ignored her.

"Mommy, Mengmeng knows he's wrong." Qian Mengmeng grabbed Song Qian's hand and wrote "I'm sorry" in her palm. Song Qian still ignored her.

"Mud doll, mud..." Qian Mengmeng helplessly sang her classic song.

If it was a normal day, listening to such a song, Song Qian must be very distressed. No matter what qian mengmeng did wrong, she would definitely soften her attitude.

But today, Qian Mengmeng sang for such a long time that his nose was a little sore, and Song Qian still looked cold.

"Mommy..." Qian Mengmeng made a mournful change, tears falling down her face.

"Mengmeng, mommy didn't blame you." It was as if Song Qian was no longer angry. She bent down and touched Qian Mengmeng's cheek. She wiped her tears and hugged Qian Mengmeng tightly.

Mommy, Mengmeng really wants daddy to be with mommy. If mommy thinks it's impossible, then mengmeng will follow mommy, wherever mommy goes, and where Mengmeng goes." Qian Mengmeng's heroic promise made Song Qian feel depressed.

"Mengmeng, let's stay here for a few days." Song Qian did not want to make Qian Mengmeng too embarrassed after all. She sighed and took Qian Mengmeng's hand. They sat on the bed with a storybook and a basic comic book that Pang Bingshuang had prepared for Song Qian and Qian Mengmeng.

"Mommy, read a story book to mengmeng." Qian Mengmeng looked at Song Qian eagerly, and song qian nodded. She took the storybook that was already on the bed and read it to qian mengmeng.

The story was a fairy tale with a happy ending. In the end, the prince and princess lived happily together, and they had a pair of twins.

"Mengmeng? Mengmeng?" After reading the whole story, Song Qian felt a little tired and climbed up.

She turned to the side, wanting to say something to Qian Mengmeng, but saw that Qian Mengmeng was already lying on the bed asleep, and the two tears on her cheeks were very clear, as if she really couldn't bear to part with Pei Yilin.

Mengmeng, what do you want mommy to do?

Song Qian sighed and got up to settle Qian Mengmeng. She lay beside Qian Mengmeng, stroking her long hair and falling into a deep sleep.