"But, don't you mind?" Qin Xiya looked at him deeply.

"I don't care." Xiao Han spread his hands, "Look, I don't even care about my last name."

"But... Wen Hai will care." Qin Xiya was a little uneasy.

"He cares about his business, and he won't interfere with my business." Xiao Han didn't want to talk any more and changed the subject, "It's getting late, I'll take a bath for you, and rest early after washing."

With that, he walked to the bathroom. .

Qin Xiya looked at his back, feeling a little uneasy, she always felt as if something would happen.

...

In the evening, Xiao Han coaxed Qin Xiya to go to bed early, but he himself couldn’t fall asleep. He had been worried about this for a while, but he couldn’t control it. The two old guys would not listen to him, so he had to pretend I turned a blind eye, but now that Qin Xiya mentioned this matter, his mood was disturbed again.

Qin Xiya fell asleep quickly because of the bumps and fatigue on the plane, and she was pregnant.

Now that the belly is big, she has to lie down with her back to him, and he looks at her back, a little distressed and a little guilty.

If he also had a warm family, loving and gentle parents, maybe they would be much happier, and he would not become so insecure, self-centered, arrogant and cold.

It's just that he, who has such a personality defect, has also met true love. Her love for him is by no means inferior to anyone.

He knows that he should cherish it, and he is doing it, but he always feels that he is missing something in his heart and cannot stabilize.

**

The next morning, Lan Qianyu rarely got up early and went downstairs to prepare breakfast, but someone was earlier than her.

Leng Ruobing brought the steaming breakfast to the dining table and smiled back at her: "Qianyu, are you awake? Let's have breakfast first. Ye Yan and Xiao Han didn't get up, so let them sleep for a while until they wake up. Give them food again."

"Hmm." Lan Qianyu walked over to help and asked tentatively, "Mom, when did you come back?"

"It's one o'clock in the morning." Ruobing replied without thinking.

"Ah? You came back at one o'clock in the morning? Didn't you stay at Uncle Lei's overnight?" Lan Qianyu blurted out.

"Fuck you, who told you that I spent the night there?" Ruobing's face was a little uncomfortable, "Your Uncle Lei is sick, I just stayed to take care of him, and he went down at 11 o'clock in the evening. , I'm back, you all slept at that time, so I don't know."

"Hehe, in fact, there is nothing wrong with staying there overnight, after all..."

"Don't talk nonsense." Leng Ruobing interrupted her and said very seriously, "How long has your Uncle Shen passed away? How could I do such a thing?"

"Sorry, I said something wrong." Lan Qianyu quickly apologized.

"Qianyu, I know your thoughts, but do you know what your mother thinks?" Leng Ruobing sighed deeply, "Zhen Ting and I are both old. At this age, there is nothing but children. Other expectations, after so many things, we can take care of each other and care for each other, but it does not mean that something will happen to us. Sang Hai has paid so much for me, and it is impossible for me to remarry in my life."

"Mom, you are just over fifty now. You can have happiness again. I don't want you to be alone for the rest of your life."

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