Wealthy Poison Pet: Leng Di's No. 7 Bride

Chapter 165

Will you eat it?

What a BT.

Out of the bathroom, Hong Jiaqi went into the living room and found that Pei Zhihan was no longer there, while An Lan was holding Chenchen in the living room, talking to her, Hong Jiaqi walked over with a smile on her lips, "Chenchen, Chenchen ..."

The little guy blinked his eyes and looked at Hong Jiaqi, with a big smile on his pink face, he opened his hand towards her.

Hong Jiaqi hugged the child from An Lan's hands, smiling all over her face, "Have you peed yet?"

An Lan nodded, "I changed to a dry one."

"That's comfortable, isn't it, Chenchen?" Hong Jiaqi happily stretched out her hand to pinch Chenchen's little nose, and Chenchen giggled, with two small dimples on her face.

"Chenchen is really cute." An Lan looked at Hong Jiaqi expectantly, "Miss Hong should give birth to one soon, An Lan will help you."

Hong Jiaqi looked up at her and couldn't help smiling, "I want to give birth by myself, why do you help me carry it? Isn't it, Chenchen?"

"I'm not married yet."

"I didn't either..." Hong Jiaqi blurted out the words, but in the end she became inexplicably lonely. Married and had children, and not yet married, how can she have children?Furthermore, she and Pei Zhihan had no future at all. If they really had a child, what would it be?

He can't have a whole family. "If you can't even be her mother to have a child, will you have one?"

"I'm sorry, Miss Hong..." An Lan realized that what she said was wrong recently, and she was so remorseful that she wanted to slap her on the mouth.

Hong Jiaqi shook her head, "It's okay." Her words reminded herself of many things, so Pei Zhihan can do anything to her, but she will never give in on the matter of having a baby.

Pei Zhihan, who was watching this scene in the upstairs corridor, fell into deep thought.

"Miss Hong, there is a Miss Mu who is looking for you." Aunt Qiu walked into the living room and watched Hong Jiaqi speak softly. Hong Jiaqi frowned upon hearing that, "Miss Mu."

"It's me, Mu Lingxun!" Mu Lingxun came in grandly from the outside, and blinked at Hong Jiaqi, full of energy, "You won't forget me so soon, right?"

How could Hong Jiaqi forget her? The impression of her is really deep, okay? "How did you come here, I don't remember you coming?"

"Who am I? If you want to know where you live, Leng Huang will definitely tell me." Of course, the process of telling, um, Hong Jiaqi cannot be told.

When Hong Jiaqi thought of Leng Huang, she was not surprised, "Please sit down, I don't know if Miss Mu is drinking water or a drink?"

"Boiled water."

Hong Jiaqi glanced at An Lan, and An Lan hurried to pour water.

"Why don't you wonder why I drink plain water?"

"As long as you don't say you want to drink, I'm not surprised."

"Do you still remember what happened that night?" Mu Lingxun felt a little ashamed when he thought about it, "I messed up the mandarin ducks that day, so don't mind."

"How could it be?" Anyway, there was nothing afterwards.

"That's the best." Mu Lingxun stroked her chest as if she was relieved, her eyes turned around the living room, and finally stopped on the child in Hong Jiaqi's arms, "This is between you and Pei Zhihan..."

God, what absurd thing did she do that night, stuffing a married woman into Leng Huang's bed?

sin, sin.

"Pei Zhihan didn't do anything to you that day, did he?" Mu Lingxun smiled awkwardly, "Didn't he say he wanted to divorce you?"

"This is not my child, but my little nephew."

(End of this chapter)