Lovesickness awaits

Chapter 409
After tossing and tossing all morning, a second bedroom was finally tidied up. The old man expressed his satisfaction with his arrangement.

In order to take care of the old man conveniently, Dr. Qiao, Mrs. Zhang and the others also found a vacant room in the apartment on the same floor and rented it.

Mo Yan realized belatedly that when the old man came, he emptied out all the people in Ziyuan.

"Xiao Xia, how many months have you had this belly?"

After dinner in the evening, the old man was also feeling his presence. Mo Yan took a bite of rice and said in a low voice, "It's been almost seven months."

The belly has been completely swollen. Even wearing loose clothes, the belly is quite obvious. The baby is developing well, and her physical condition is also very optimistic. By then, there should be no problem with the natural delivery.

She doesn't think about other things now, she just concentrates on taking care of the baby in her womb, and waits for the baby to make a sound, before talking about other things.

"I know a master who is very accurate in divination. As soon as the child is born, I will take the child's birth date and let someone name it."

Mo Yan's head is full of black lines, does the old man still believe this?

Mr. Li seemed to be used to it, and he said while filling the soup, "Don't be a magic stick again, have you been deceived less often?"

The old man choked for a moment, staring at his eyes and said, "I guarantee it, the three children of the boss of the Mu family are all named after people. Look at those children, each of them looks better than the other. I won the National Mathematical Olympiad champion, you can listen to the name of the person again, Mu Yifei, soaring to the sky, the first time you hear it is the name of the champion..."

"puff"

Mo Yan spit out the soup, blushing, suppressed a smile, wiped the corners of his mouth, coughed and apologized, "Sorry, the soup is a little hot."

She talked to Mr. Li with her eyes: why does this master sound so unreliable?
When she was in middle school, there was a boy named Yifei in her class, nicknamed Big Bird.

At first, she didn't understand how the nickname came about, but then she gradually realized the double meaning of the "big bird", which is really dirty...

So when she heard this name, the first thing she thought of was this nickname, and she couldn't help it, and she smirked.

Mr. Li raised his eyebrows: What reliable person do you expect him to find for you?
"The baby is due in September, right?"

Mo Yan nodded, "I guess it should be late September."

"It's a good time,"

The old man said with emotion, "The child who belongs to the monkey and was born in autumn, this child will definitely not be hungry."

Mr. Li couldn't hold back, raised his eyebrows and said, "Are you still going to watch your fate?"

The old man said proudly, "There is no need to learn here. Autumn is the season for receiving goods. Monkeys will definitely not be short of food. The future of this child will be smooth."

Mr. Li picked up a large chopsticks of vegetables and stuffed them into the old man's bowl, "Eat."

The old man grunted before closing his mouth.

When he was about to finish his meal, Mr. Li's cell phone rang. He wiped his fingers, picked up the cell phone, and pressed answer without looking at it. "Hello, who is there?"

"...Jing Yu, it's me..."

There was silence for two seconds, and a cautious, gentle female voice came.

The volume of the microphone was turned up very high, and no one was speaking at the moment, so the voice on the phone/phone sounded very clear.

The old man snapped his fingers, and the vegetables caught on the chopsticks fell into the plate.

The muscles in his tiger's mouth trembled, and he squeezed the chopsticks more forcefully, and the joints on his fingers also protruded.

My mind is no longer on eating.

Mr. Li paused, got up and pushed away the chair, and went to the living room with his mobile phone.

The voice of the voice gradually faded away until nothing could be heard.

The old man absently poked at the rice in the bowl, his expression was not as quick as before, but a bit more dignified, sentimental, and suddenly became heavy.

Mo Yan bit her chopsticks, observed the other party secretly, and said in a low voice, "Dad, do you still drink soup? Shall I get you another bowl?"

The old man came back to his senses, smiled uncomfortably, pursed his lips and said, "Okay."

Mo Yan put down her chopsticks, picked up the soup bowl, filled a bowl with a spoon, and handed it to the old man.

The old man took it, but didn't drink it, and he probably didn't have the heart to drink it, but was just mechanically stirring the soup in the bowl, absent-minded.

In a few minutes, Mr. Li came back. He threw his mobile phone on the table, picked up the bowls and chopsticks, and continued to eat.

The old man recovered from the absent-minded state just now, sneaked a glance at Mr. Li from time to time, struggled for a long time, and then put on a casual look and asked, "Whose call is it?"

Mr. Li said flatly, "Other people's."

The old man choked for a moment, and said sullenly, "Who are the others?"

Mr. Li paused and looked up at him, "You don't know, why are you asking?"

The old man coughed, as if trying to hide his embarrassment, and muttered in a low voice, "Who knows, I'm just asking."

After a while, seeing that Mr. Li didn't intend to continue the topic, he said cheekily again, "Then what, she hasn't gone back yet?"

Mr. Li said "hmm", "It should be soon, I'm sure I can leave this month, next month at the latest."

"Then... will she come back later?"

"I don't know, maybe not."

The old man paused with his fingers, put down his chopsticks slowly, and said after a while, "Anywhere is fine, as long as the person is good."

Mo Yan looked at Mr. Li for a while, and Mr. Li for a while. Are these two father and son playing charades?

However, the old man had no intention of eating, and after chatting for a few more words, he found an excuse to go upstairs to rest.

"Aren't you going to let mom see Mr. Li again?"

Mo Yan asked a lot.

Mr. Li finished his soup, wiped his mouth, and said flatly, "There's nothing to see."

Mo Yan wanted to say something else, but Mr. Li suddenly said, "Eat slowly, Mrs. Zhang will come to clean up later, I'll go out for a while, and I'll be back in a while."

As he said, he was already a few steps away from the dining table, and before Mo Yan had time to ask him what he was doing, the other party had already grabbed the coat on the hanger and went out.

She curled her lips and spit out the words in her mouth, "Come back early."

Mr. Li turned his head and smiled at her, opened the door and left.

After leaving the door, Mr. Li's face darkened. When he just answered the phone/call, he already knew the situation on Zhang Xuerong's side very well. If he was not worried that the old man would get involved, he would He came.

After getting in the car, he turned on the navigation on his mobile phone and drove towards his destination.

Mother Jiang Chen couldn't even look down on a person. He really doubted whether this guy's IQ was on the same level as his age. Except for his major, he was so "stupid" that it was outrageous!
He resisted the urge to swear, stepped on the accelerator, and flew out like an offline arrow.

When he arrived at Baicui Pavilion, he jumped out of the car, threw the car to the security guard at the door, and walked straight in.

(End of this chapter)