Mr. Lu, I am pregnant with your little ancestor

Xiaoqian lowered her eyes and murmured in a low voice: "You and your mother have been separated several times. As soon as I was born, my mother was angry with you."

He must be more ruthless and take a strong dose of medicine to make his father realize his "problem".

Lu Junyan felt a row of grass and mud horses roaring past, "Is that because your mother misunderstood me?"

Xiaoqian said seriously: "If you don't say anything, of course she will misunderstand."

Dad's biggest problem is that he is not good at expressing and communicating, which can easily cause misunderstandings.

Lu Junyan pinched his little face gently, "Are you criticizing me? I have my own reasons for everything I do. You are still young and you won't understand. When you grow up, you may be like this I do it."

Xiaoqian said: "Shouldn't I learn from past mistakes and learn from each other's strengths? How can I accept all your mistakes?"

Outside, he will definitely stand by his father's side and defend him, no matter whether he is right or wrong, but when there are only father and son, he has to tell the truth.

Lu Junyan choked, and when he looked up, he saw An Qi coming over. He felt like a savior. This was the first time that his son had questioned him like this, which made him unable to resist for a while.

He stretched out his iron arms and hugged An Qi's slender waist. "Look, mom and I didn't quarrel. It's okay."

An Qi rolled her eyes at him, opened his hand, and took her son, "We should go back, we have to go to school tomorrow."

She took her son and walked straight out, ignoring anyone at all and not giving any face.

Lu Junyan held his forehead.

He has agreed to consider it, hasn’t he calmed down yet?

In fact, An Qi was angry not because of which side he chose to stand on, nor because he wanted to turn him into a rake, but because he never thought of standing in her shoes and thinking about her, and never cared about her feelings.

In the hall, Lu Haochen came to pick up his son.

"Daddy." Little Pinecone jumped up from the sofa and threw herself into his arms.

He picked up his son and said, "Come home, baby."

"Yeah." Little Pinecone nodded.

An Qi walked into the hall and smiled when she saw Lu Haochen, "Don't you have a dinner party tonight? Is it over so soon?"

Her smile, in Lu Junyan's opinion, was particularly dazzling and heartbreaking!

Lu Haochen shrugged, "It's just a casual meal with a few friends. It won't take much time."

Little Pinecone said: "Mommy, come to our house for dinner tomorrow. Dad will prepare your favorite cheese and lobster dinner."

"Okay." An Qi smiled and nodded.

Xiao Songguo grinned and deliberately glanced at Lu Junyan, as if declaring war with him.

He is a bad husband and a bad father, otherwise he would not have been kidnapped by the bad guys. Mommy was kidnapped by the bad guys in order to find him and was injured.

It was Daddy who saved him and Mommy.

Dad is the best person in the world. He is not as good as Dad at all.

Lu Junyan's heart was gushing blood, and he felt like his home was being stolen.

"Your mommy can't go tomorrow, but we have arrangements."

An Qi sneered in her heart, why didn't she know what the arrangement was?

"It doesn't matter. Let's put that arrangement aside. I'm going to have dinner with Xiao Songguo. Xiao Qian will definitely want to go too. Third uncle's cooking is the most delicious."

Three black lines appeared on Lu Junyan's face.

She was deliberately trying to choke him, and even planned to let him go down the steps.

In fact, besides being really angry, An Qi was also showing off to Xia Yan.

For her sake, she and Lu Junyan had a huge quarrel. She had indeed tried her best. If Lu Junyan still stubbornly exercised his veto power at the family meeting, he really couldn't blame her.

"See you tomorrow." Lu Haochen smiled gently and left with his son.

"We should go too."

Lu Junyan picked up his son and walked out with a dark face.