Sir, Madam is in a gossip again

"You are dazzled by love and lose your reason."

"It's better than being taken away by my mother." Once Nangong Cheng mentioned her mother, her mood would become excited.

"Line..."

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Lunch, very rich.

The dining table of the four was very happy. Nangong Cheng was too drunk to sleep.

"You say, what's the matter with their family? This flying news is not a good thing for her after all. " Zhou Qin said and glanced at the direction of the bedroom.

Han Yun looked at his wife and then at his daughter's face. He was at a loss.

"It's all their family's personal business. We outsiders should not worry."

"What you said is reasonable. Do you want me to talk to Yao Xiangxue?"

"Forget it, you'd better not go. It won't help if you go. It's a foregone conclusion. "

"All right."

"Don't worry, you two. Just wait a while. The Spring Festival is coming soon. After the Spring Festival, who can remember who the protagonist is? " Han Jingshu sat in front of her parents and said.

"Oh, by the way, how do you arrange this Spring Festival? In short, I don't have a holiday. I have to have several operations. I've already made an appointment. " Han Jingshu squints at her parents, hoping they can understand themselves.

The couple took a look at their daughter.

"We've booked the plane this morning. You decide the end." Zhou Qin said.

"Well, it seems that you really ignore the existence of my own daughter." Han Jingshu looked wronged.

"All right, all right, go and have a rest. I'll go with your father to buy some food for you. " Zhou Qin loves her daughter.

"Thank you, Mommy, daddy, I love you most, Moda!"

"Go away." Zhou Qin opened her daughter proudly.

"Dad, look at your wife..."

"Go and have a rest. Dad gossip. Do you have any eyebrows about nangongsen?" Han Yun's face is full of gossip. Han Jingshu is a little overwhelmed.

"Dad, are you choosing a son-in-law or a son?"

"It's all the same. You have to work harder. I'm gone. " Han Yun touched the corner of his mouth and left.

step on it?

Or her father?

Han Jingshu watched her parents leave with her own eyes. She couldn't stand the sleepiness and went to rest.

It was 6:30 p.m. when he woke up, Nangong Cheng rubbed the position of his temple.

It was getting dark and several calls came in from the mobile phone. It was Ji Liangchuan. She leaned against her pillow and dialed out.

Ji Liangchuan is on his way home.

"Husband, I slept at Han Jingshu's parents' house. I'll go back right away."

"OK, I'll pick you up."

"OK."

Ji Liangchuan immediately asked the driver to transfer the front of the car.

"Wake up?" Zhou Qin cut the fruit and asked.

"Aunt, you didn't call me either. It's dark. I should go back. Liangchuan is on my way to pick me up." Nangong Cheng sat down and said.

Zhou Qin smiled and sat down next to Nangong Cheng.

"It's good for him to pick you up. You must take it to heart when your aunt tells you something. "

"What's up?"

"How is your health?"

"Still, still like that." Nangong Cheng didn't know what to say.

"The Ji family is a big family. You must have a child, both men and women. Jing Shu is a doctor. Go and have a look. "

"I see. Thank you."

"You are like my daughter. Marriage needs children. You're still young. You'll understand when you're my age.