Leng Aojun is three and a half years younger

"Well, I see. I'll contact you later." He hung up the phone right after he finished speaking.

And here, after Xia Shuqiong arrived at the house, she revealed that she had asked someone to inquire about Jun Tingmo's company and residence before she settled down.

"I heard that his wife is pregnant?" Xia Shuqiong asked in a low voice while looking at the photos on the tablet.

And standing beside her, a straight and respectful figure was her bodyguard.

The bodyguard nodded when he heard the words: "Madam, yes, Jun Tingmo is very famous in China. There are reports about him in newspapers, big and small. Even if you don't check carefully, you can know the general news."

"I see, you go down and rest first."

"Okay, good night madam."

Xia Shuqiong nodded, but instead of going to sleep, she continued to lie on the sofa, looking at the photos on the tablet, her eyes were full of doubts.

She was not stupid at the beginning, when she was sent out by Cheng Li, she took the initiative to show her kindness, and then left the other party's contact information, and then asked the other party about the result of the last test a month later.

The result was somewhat beyond her expectation, and it turned out to be a parent-child relationship.

But in her memory, there is nothing about having children before.

However, when she gave birth to Gu Heyong, she was almost 40 years old, so she was considered a late childbearing.

But in this situation, compared with the women of that era, she is indeed much older. She didn't doubt it at the beginning, but when she saw Jun Tingmo, she always had a strange feeling in her heart, so she planned to return to China. At least figure out what's going on here.

It's a pity that because it was hidden from Gu Jianqing, there was not much time. She might need to take the initiative to find the other party, Xia Shuqiong thought so.

In the imperial palace, when Jun Tingmo returned home, he saw Luo Qingqian leaning on the sofa with some needles and threads on her lap, but she fell asleep on it.

He frowned for an instant, and walked over abruptly, then raised his hand to pick her up and put her on the bed.

It was just this movement that made Luo Qingqian wake up. He paused for an instant, and then asked softly, "Qianqian, are you awake?"

"Well, Ah Ting, you're back, isn't it late? Have you eaten yet? How about I help you." After Luo Qingqian finished speaking, she subconsciously woke up.

But he was stopped by Jun Tingmo, his eyes were full of disapproval, and then he said softly: "Qianqian, you don't need to do these things, but you, why did you fall asleep on the sofa, have you eaten yet? "

Being looked at by Jun Tingmo, Luo Qingqian felt a little embarrassed for a moment. She pouted and said, "I've been a little sleepy recently, and I don't know if it's because of my pregnancy. I originally planned to make a scarf for the little baby, but just now I fell asleep halfway through."

"It won't happen next time."

"Ah Ting, I'm really obedient." Luo Qingqian said coquettishly, grabbing his sleeve.

The seriousness in Jun Tingmo's eyes instantly turned into tenderness, he was not willing to yell at her, it was just because he was too worried.

"I'll make some meat porridge later, would you like some? Every time you sleep, you'll be hungry." After taking care of Luo Qingqian for so long, Jun Tingmo already knew her habits, so he said.

Luo Qingqian became more and more lethargic, especially as the months got older, so she lay down on the bed very obediently, and fell asleep unconsciously.

Jun Tingmo was cooking porridge, and the chef next to him gave him some advice from time to time, but at this moment, the bell outside the villa rang.

Jun Tingmo frowned, and a nanny behind him hurriedly turned around and ran towards the door, opening it quickly.

I saw a lady standing at the door with a very good temperament, so the nanny's attitude was also very good.

"Excuse me?"

"I want to find Jun Tingmo, may I ask if he is at home? If he is not at home, I can also find Luo Qingqian." Xia Shuqiong had a smile that was neither near nor far away, giving people a sense of just right, neither There is too much sense of distance, and it will not be too close to make people breathless.

"The young master and the young lady are both at home, but who are you, madam? I need to go in and report."

Xia Shuqiong nodded, but did not stop her: "My name is Xia Shuqiong, I'm sorry."

"Then wait a moment, thank you." The servant turned and went into the kitchen, and told Jun Tingmo about it in a low voice.

The movements of Jun Tingmo's hands suddenly stopped, and then he said, "Let her in first."

"Okay sir."

A conflicted look flashed across Jun Tingmo's eyes, and he didn't speak for a while, just cooking the porridge in the pot over and over again.

But at some point, Xia Shuqiong had already walked in, standing beside Jun Tingmo, her eyes were full of warmth, and she reminded in a low voice: "The porridge for pregnant women should be broken up a little bit, it will taste better if it lasts longer."

"En." Jun Tingmo nodded, but there was no other reaction.

Xia Shuqiong didn't say anything, just stood aside quietly, and the servants and chefs in the kitchen left in a tacit understanding.

After a while, there were only two people left in the kitchen, Xia Shuqiong said suddenly: "Mr. Jun, what you said last time touched my heart a lot."

"Later, I also contacted your subordinates and learned of the test result. It can be said that I was surprised, but I was not surprised, because your eyes told me that it seemed like an accident that you found me."

"Today, I came to you because I want to know the truth of the matter. I think, if I really have a son like you, I will be very happy."

"Are you really sincere?" Jun Tingmo turned his head suddenly, his eyes were reddish, and his expression was slightly agitated.

Xia Shuqiong nodded: "I will never let my son go, but I do owe you a lot, I hope you can forgive me."

Jun Tingmo looked at her, and suddenly said: "Actually, you don't need to ask. After all, you will lose your memory, so you know that things are not simple. Even if you can't remember me, it doesn't matter, as long as you are willing to admit me."

"Has your personality always been like this?" Xia Shuqiong asked suddenly.

It took Jun Tingmo a while to react, but he didn't say anything.

It was Xia Shuqiong who suddenly sighed: "Then when you pursued your wife, didn't it take you a long time?"

"You are too bad at words. In fact, you can be more active. In this way, it will be better for yourself."

Jun Tingmo didn't expect that she would say such words similar to caring for him. It took Jun Tingmo a while to realize, a flash of warmth flashed in his eyes, and his voice was very low: "I will remember next time."

"But Qianqian didn't come after me on my own initiative, it was Xiao Baozi. If it wasn't because of his dependence on Qianqian, I might have suspected that she was the murderer of Xiao Baozi, and then dealt with her."