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what the hell!

Tang Jinjin felt that Leng Che was the one who didn't open the pot.

"Cheche, don't talk nonsense!" Tang Jinjin wrinkled her face and glared at Leng Che, telling him not to talk nonsense.

Leng Che laughed cheaply: "Brother, don't you mean that? Did I say something wrong?"

After Leng Che finished speaking, even Mrs. Leng looked at her eldest son.

The mother and son have the same style and the feeling of the aunt laughing.

Only Tang Jinjin did it alone, feeling like her face was burning hot.

This coldness would really trip her up at times.

She didn't even know how to answer the phone.

"It can't be that Big Brother Yan Chi is worried that Ms. Zhao will have a child and raise her. It's not safe in China. After all, I'm here to delay things."

If we look at it according to the current situation, it will take at least several years to suppress this matter.

The premise is that she must not show up and keep a low profile in the past few years.

Otherwise, when the child is born, it will be a mess.

Leng Yanchi didn't answer, and didn't seem to be ready to answer either.

His cold silence made Mrs. Leng and Leng Che whet their appetites.

Leng Yanchi glanced at his mother and younger brother with his deep eyes, then lazily leaned on the sofa, resting his stomach with one hand, and tapped his toes lightly with his long legs.

That calm and breezy appearance was in stark contrast to the anxious Leng Che and Mrs. Leng.

Tang Jinjin felt that the silence was a bit suffocating.

It was obvious that people didn't want to answer. Being asked such a presumptuous question, she was so embarrassed that she was digging her toes on the floor.

Leng Yanchi breathed Qianqian, and under the strong gaze of two pairs of eyes, he closed his eyes leisurely.

Leng Che and his mother exchanged glances.

He looked like he was scratching his heart and liver, and he was in a hurry.

"Since you are curious, then be curious."

The implication is that he didn't say anything.

Leng Jihua wanted to ask again, but was stopped by Tang Jinjin with a glare.

A curious fool had no choice but to give up.

At this time, Qin Yu seemed to have finished the call and finished his business: "Boss, it's time, do you need to go over?"

"No, you have arranged to take care of her in the past, and there must be no mistakes between her and the child."

Leng Yanchi closed his eyes and pretended to sleep, and said in a deep voice.

Qin Yu nodded, with a serious face: "Yes, I will definitely arrange it, boss don't worry."

After finishing speaking, Qin Yu said goodbye to Mrs. Leng and the others, turned around and walked out of the house quickly, and went to the airport to see Zhao Meiyan off.

"Tsk, son, Mom really saw you right, you really are not humane, no, you are not humane to women other than Jinjin."

Mrs. Leng slapped her hands resoundingly, smiling like a dainty flower.

Tang Jinjin was really ashamed.

The three of them, the mother and the son, are really funny, and they only knew how to trick her.

"Mom, this is Brother Delay's special protection for Miss Zhao."

"Jin Jin, you don't understand, you'll know when you have a baby, the flesh that falls from your body, you can know what he's going to fart as soon as you poke your butt."

After Madam Leng finished speaking with pride, she didn't think there was anything wrong with this metaphor.

Leng Yanchi: "..."

Tang Jinjin wanted to laugh, but was held back by the staring gaze that opened her eyes.

"Maybe." Tang Jinjin replied with a half-smile after being deflated for a long time.

"That's absolutely." Mrs. Leng said to herself, not paying attention to her son's cold eyes.

"Mom, don't say a few words and no one will think you are dumb." Leng Yanchi's cold voice was full of displeasure: "Noisy."

After finishing speaking, he added two words.

Obviously, he didn't like that metaphor very much.

Mrs. Leng glanced at her son, her well-maintained face was full of displeasure: "Why, do you dislike me, your old lady? Am I no longer your favorite mother?"

Leng Yanchi: "..."

Seeing the man's speechless expression, Tang Jinjin knew that in this family, the little old lady was still Wang Zha.

"That mother, I understand, I understand, this is the matter, we still have to consider the reality."

Tang Jinjin didn't know the kind of person who liked doves occupying magpies' nests. She glanced at Leng Yanchi with black and white eyes, and hesitated to speak.

"The reality is that you are Yan Chi's wife, and you can't divorce now, so Zhao Meiyan must be sent away. Even if he doesn't, I will."

Mrs. Leng said this with a smile, and glanced at Leng Yanchi after she finished speaking.

Although he was laughing, it didn't look like a joke at all.

Leng Yanchi remained silent.

That inscrutable appearance made it impossible to fathom his emotions and thoughts.

Regarding Zhao Meiyan going abroad to raise a baby, everyone only saw one side, and did not think about the other side.

……

At night, Tang Jinjin was pushed into Leng Yanchi's study by Mrs. Leng.

After the little old lady learned that Zhao Meiyan had left today, she became even more enthusiastic about matching her up.

Tang Jinjin was forced to knock on the door.

"Come in."

A man's low voice came from inside, and Tang Jinjin took the lemonade that Mrs. Leng stuffed into her hand.

"go."

Mrs. Leng twisted open the door, then hid aside, let Tang Jinjin go into the study and stay alone with Leng Yanchi.

It looks like it's just sending water, but I actually want the two of them to cultivate their relationship.