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Accompanied by her parents and friends, Song Aitang returned to Su's house.There was still some time before dinner, so everyone asked Ai Tang to go back to her room to rest, while they all stayed in the hall drinking tea and chatting.

At this time, Song Aitang and Yang Wenjing returned to their room, Yang Wenjing quickly let Song Aitang lie on the bed, and then sat next to her, making sure that no one would overhear their conversation.Yang Wenjing approached Song Aitang at this time and said, "Aitang, look at Su Xiangtian even resorting to such a cheap trick, why did the child in your belly take your surname..."

"This is a good thing!" Song Aitang said softly.

"It's a good thing." Yang Wenjing snorted heavily and said, "But Su Xiangtian knew the whole thing, even if he didn't ask for it, you would have said it... Now let him speak out first, this, This is clearly being used."

"Such things will continue to happen in the future." Song Aitang is aware of Su Xiangtian's character, since he can't punish her, he will definitely use her, and he will not let go of the child in her belly.

"Why did he do such a thing?" Yang Wenjing said bitterly.

Thinking of Su Xiangtian, Song Aitang smiled coldly and said, "I could have guessed that he would say that, but I didn't expect it to be so soon."

"But Uncle Song and Aunt Tang didn't know the whole thing, and now they have completely changed their views on Su Xiangtian, especially Aunt Tang, who regards him as a treasure..." Yang Wenjing felt uncomfortable when she thought of Su Xiangtian pretending to be a good person. Get comfortable.

Yang Wenjing kept talking about how angry Su Xiangtian's actions just now made her, but she didn't get a response from Aitang for a long time, so she couldn't help but looked at Song Aitang who was lying on the bed strangely.Seeing that Ai Tang looked a little absent-minded, Yang Wenjing already understood what Ai Tang was thinking, and couldn't help but sighed softly.

"Ai Tang, don't think too much." Yang Wenjing gently held Song Aitang's hand and said softly.

Sensing Yang Wenjing's concern, Song Aitang smiled lightly and said, "I see."

Seeing Song Aitang's empty smile, Yang Wenjing thought for a while, and then said slowly: "Aitang, do you... want the child in your belly?"

Hearing Yang Wenjing's question, Song Aitang couldn't help but raised her head to look at her, and couldn't help but put her hands on her belly that hadn't bulged yet. In fact, her heart is still in a mess.For this little life that came suddenly, she was really caught off guard, but if she was to give up this little life...

Thinking about it like this, she couldn't bear it, and she couldn't bear it.

Song Aitang lowered her head slightly, raised a smile, and said softly, "Why not?"

She knew it would be the answer.

Yang Wenjing looked at Song Aitang and said softly: "Then have you ever thought about what if you go to tell Xiao Hefan, he won't believe it... Then you will keep this child?"

After being held by the hands, she trembled, and Song Aitang slowly raised her head to look at Yang Wenjing and said, "If that's the case...then this child belongs to me alone, and will never have anything to do with anyone else." .”

"How could it be you alone?" Yang Wenjing looked at Song Aitang disapprovingly and said, "I want to be your child's godmother!"

"Okay!" Song Aitang replied cheerfully.Facing her friend's optimistic smile, she gradually relaxed.

"Have you decided when to explain to Xiao Hefan?" Yang Wenjing knew that Song Aitang's mind was all about explaining to Xiao Hefan. As her good friend, of course she had to help Aitang.

Song Aitang took a deep breath and said slowly, "Just these two days!"

Now when she thought of Xiao Hefan leaving without saying goodbye, she panicked.She knew that the arrogant him must have misunderstood.

In the past, she would never have cared so much about how a person looked at her, or misunderstood her.But when she met Xiao Hefan, she couldn't be the same as before.

At this time, she knew very clearly that she was in love with him...

"If you need my help, you must tell me." Yang Wenjing held Song Aitang's hand tightly and said anxiously.

"Okay. I will definitely ask you to help me, so don't think I'm troublesome!" Song Aitang could see that Yang Wenjing was worried about her, and she didn't want Wenjing to worry too much about herself, Song Aitang said deliberately.

"I'm not so disrespectful!" Yang Wenjing said dissatisfied.Then he thought of something, and said curiously: "Ai Tang, since the child has your last name, what name are you going to call him?"

"Name?" Song Aitang didn't expect Yang Wenjing to suddenly change the topic here, but it was quite interesting to think about this question. After thinking about it for a while, she smiled and said, "It's too fast to think of names now!"

"It's not fast. I have to think of a name quickly, so that I don't have to worry about being born in the future." Yang Wenjing could see that Song Aitang was not in a good mood, so she deliberately turned to this topic, and now the more she talked, the more interesting she felt.

"I don't even know if it's a boy or a girl, so how to name it!"

"Just choose a name for each, if you can't afford a neutral name, both men and women can use it." Yang Wenjing raised her eyebrows and said.

Song Aitang laughed and said, "It's too serious!"

Yang Wenjing giggled, and asked curiously: "Ai Tang, if you could choose, do you like girls more or boys?"

"Men and women are the same..."

"I hope to be a boy, so that I can be a big brother." Yang Wenjing has always hoped that she can have a big brother to protect her.

Hearing Yang Wenjing say this, Song Aitang also thought about it, and then said with a smile: "Actually... I really hope it's a girl."

"Why?" Yang Wenjing asked a little puzzled.

"I like girls, so I can dress her up like a princess." Song Aitang said with a smile: "I will let her do whatever she likes, and I will never force her, let her live freely."

Hearing this, Yang Wenjing nodded in agreement and said, "That's right, the girl is mother's little padded jacket, and it is also a very happy thing to have a cute little princess."

The more she thought about it, she thought it was fun, and Yang Wenjing couldn't help lying in Song Aitang's belly and said, "Little baby, let me give you a nickname! Um... let's call it Qiqi, okay?"

"It's still early!" Song Aitang felt strange when she saw Yang Wenjing start talking to her stomach.

"It's getting late." Yang Wenjing said to Song Aitang directly, "Qiqi, you have to grow up obediently! Godmother, I can't wait to see you."

"Qiqi?" Song Aitang asked curiously, "Why is it called Qiqi?"

"Sounds good! And it's easy to remember." Yang Wenjing continued to say to Song Aitang's belly at this time: "Little baby, your nickname is Qiqi, okay? Since you don't speak, the godmother will treat it as if you agreed!"

Seeing Yang Wenjing's behavior, Song Aitang couldn't help but feel amused, but she didn't say no. It would be nice to have a nickname that is simple and easy to remember.

Qiqi...then call it Qiqi.