Cold war wealthy husband after marriage

Chapter 150 The Fourth Excellent Man (2)

Huang Ying has no sense of upper and lower classes at all, and I really don't know what kind of maid she sneaked in.

Song Xinru shook her head, she doesn't want to eat anything now.

"Didn't the young master of the An family say that if you give birth to a son for him, he will let you go? Then you will give birth to a son."

"How do you know?" Song Xinru was stunned.

Huang Ying had a sly smile on her pretty face: "I think everyone in the An family knows it!"

Song Xinru frowned, didn't speak any more, walked to the bed alone, stared at the garden outside the window in a daze...

Huang Ying didn't bother her, just stood by and watched.

As she said, Huang Ying knows how to make good soup.

Song Xinru drank it once and was full of praise, because she couldn't get out of the room, it seemed that only she and Huang Ying were left in the whole world, and the two of them sometimes chatted like this, just to relieve boredom.

Huang Ying's experience is very deep. I heard from her that she came out alone in her teens, traveled all over the country, and told Song Xinru things she had never seen or heard every day.

After going back and forth, the two became acquainted.

The bruises on Song Xinru's face also slowly faded away, and her pretty melon-seeded face slowly returned to its former radiance.

After almost 2 weeks like this, on this day, after Huang Ying delivered the soup to Song Xinru, she said that An Jingyan had returned.

When Song Xinru heard this, she bit her lower lip, no wonder her heart was pounding when she woke up this morning.

"Not only did Master An come back, but also two distinguished guests." Huang Ying continued.

"What distinguished guest?" Song Xinru was a little curious.

"I just inquired about it, and I heard that they are a pair of brothers and sisters, and they look very familiar with Master An." Huang Ying recalled: "The pair of brothers and sisters are very handsome, the male is tall and handsome, and the female is like a doll. , Oops, that little face, that skin, can be broken with a single blow!"

Listening to Huang Ying's description, Song Xinru couldn't help but smile.

"Do you want me to inquire again?" Huang Ying asked.

"No need, his guests have nothing to do with me." Song Xinru shook her head, she didn't really care about these things.

"I don't think that girl's attitude towards An Jingyan is quite right. The so-called knowing yourself and the enemy is the only way to win a hundred battles!"

(End of this chapter)