Rich Mommy's Talented Sons

She looked at Jiang Xiaoyun, not knowing what to think. Her slender white fingers gently caressed her slightly bulging belly. For the first time, there was no frivolity in her charming eyes. There was only pure and pure maternal love.

"What, now you know how good the child in your belly is." Jiang Xiaoyun really hated the child in the white paper belly, but now, she found it very pleasing to the eye.

"Miss Jiang, I know that the baby in my stomach is your biggest bargaining chip right now. I don't want you to hurt him in the end." The white paper was no longer as seductive as before, and her pure white clothes made her seem even more attractive than before. A cold smile hung at the corner of Jiang Xiaoyun's mouth. She squinted at the white paper and did not say a word.

"You have no right to negotiate with me."

Jiang Xiao Yuan's proud back was reflected in the white paper, and her ear-piercing laughter was still resounding in his ears.

It was only a small matter, but it was a great deal of harm.

May sat in her bedroom, quietly looking at Zi without saying a word.

"Xiao Yue, how have you been recently?" Zi didn't know whether or not she knew about this matter in the fifth month, so she carefully opened her mouth to speak.

"I know why you're here. I saw the news." The fifth month's voice was very calm, and Zi didn't even dare to think about how great the final eruption of this kind of calm underneath the surface would be. She looked at the expressionless face of the Fifth Moon and was very worried.

"Then what are you going to do?" Zi asked.

"I don't know."

Yes, she didn't know. How would she know her place in his heart, how would she know what he was thinking, how would she know how to go on between them? All the anticipation in his heart turned into clouds, but the strong love slowly sublimated without him realizing it. May didn't know what to do, and at the moment she saw the news, she heard the sound of her heart breaking. It hurt. It was the only feeling.

"What do we need to do? Or do you want them to get married? " Zi looked at the gradually sluggish fifth month, his eyes filled with worry. How she wished that the current fifth month could be as strong as before and not gradually become depressed.

"No need, Zi, I really don't need it." "Isn't that what Jiang Xiaoyuan wants? Since it's like that, let's end this farce as soon as possible." "It's the fifth month." Seeing Zi, who was hesitating to speak, he gave an ugly smile. "Alright, I'm fine. Don't worry, hurry up and rest."

May took Zi out of the bedroom, then quickly closed and locked the door. Leaning against the door, she began to slide down and sit on the floor. He lowered his head and burst into tears. He could not help but whimper.

Zi, who was outside, heard the crying of the fifth month and quietly sat down by the door. She could not help in this kind of matter, she only hoped that Xiao Yue would be able to walk out and face it bravely.

When Fifth Yan returned from work, he saw Zi sitting there tiredly, a trace of pain in his eyes.

"Why are you sitting here, and are you angry with Xiao Yue?"

Zi raised his head and looked at the person he had been thinking about day and night. His smile was still a bit forced.

"Xiao Yue is not in a good mood, I can't help her, I just want to sit here and accompany her." Zi's voice was very lonely. Perhaps it was because of the fifth sentence, but she unexpectedly also began to silently shed tears.

Fifth Yan sat down beside her and put his arm around her shoulders, letting her head rest lightly on his shoulder. The two of them sat there silently, and the servants kept their distance from them, giving them a quiet environment.