reborn wealthy daughter-in-law

Chapter 1172 Officially Enters His World (3)

Walking into the hall, I saw Mr. Jiang sitting in a wheelchair with a blanket covering his legs, sitting there with a majestic face. When he looked up and saw the majestic and sharp eyes, he couldn't help but tighten his heart, and the hands under the sleeves couldn't help He tightened it for a while, and the other hand grabbed Jiang Yixuan's hand, and it also tightened with tension.

Jiang Yixuan felt her change, patted her hand, signaled her not to worry, and then walked over slowly, "Dad, this is Zheng Rongrong, you have met before, and there was no official introduction before, Rongrong, this is my dad .”

"Hello, Uncle," Zheng Rongrong said in a sly voice, feeling that he has been looking at himself, forcing himself to calm down in his heart, it's not like he hasn't seen it before, and his father is only a little more dignified, but other aspects are pretty good, it's all people afraid of , besides he is here.

Constantly comforting myself like this in the bottom of my heart seems to have worked, and I am not as nervous as before.

The atmosphere in the room was a little quiet for a while. Mr. Jiang stretched out his hand and pushed the wheelchair. He came to the wheelchair and made a pot of tea. "Sit down and talk, you are all from your own family, so you don't have to be so restrained."

These showed that my father had no objection, but was just curious about why he was so cheerful this time. If it was in the past, he would never give up without asking the bottom line. Today, he just looked at it a few times, and then he has this attitude.

Jiang Yixuan helped her to sit down beside him, reached out for a few cups, poured a cup for his father, and a cup for himself, while Zheng Rongrong poured a cup of boiled water, put them down, and looked up at his father.

"How many months?"

"Uncle, it's almost eight months," Zheng Rongrong said nervously, grabbing the hem of his clothes uneasily.

Mr. Jiang smiled, "Okay, the Jiang family has a queen, and since the child is about to fall to the ground, I also know the purpose of your coming to see me today. As for what to do, you can figure it out yourself. I can't do it for you now. What do you worry about, I just hope that you can live happily in the future."

Zheng Rongrong might not fully understand Jiang Lao's meaning, after all, she didn't know about Jiang Yixuan and Qian Xiaoduo before, so she was just instinctively happy, thinking that his father had no objection, that was support.

After lunch, Zheng Rongrong couldn't stand it anymore and went upstairs to sleep. At this time, the two father and son were sitting and standing in the study room, the only thing that was quiet was the whistling wind outside.

"It can be seen that you like the girl in front of you very much. The child is about to be born. What are your plans?"

Jiang Yixuan's attitude towards his father is no longer surprising. During the meal just now, he seemed to be quite concerned about Zheng Rongrong. Therefore, everything about his father now can be understood as he is concerned about his son's lifelong affairs.

"Let's talk about it after the baby is born." He raised his hand and looked at his watch, wanting to go back to his room.

"Boy or girl?"

"Is it important?" He asked back, but when he turned around and saw that he was at a loss for words, he continued, "I'm going out first."

Looking at the son who left, I suddenly thought of my former self. At that time, I was really similar. At first, I didn't like my wife at the time, but after having a child, the relationship between the two seemed to gradually deepen.

……

Lying on the big bed, obviously wanting to sleep, but couldn't sleep no matter what, stretched out his hand to pull the quilt, looked at everything around him sideways, and found that the man's room was not what they said, dirty and messy, looking Look at his room, just like everyone else, it is always clean and tidy.

Smelling the quilt full of his smell, I couldn't fall asleep at all, so I just lay on the bed and looked up at the ceiling, thinking about everything that happened today.

(End of this chapter)