Mr. Lu, I am pregnant with your little ancestor

Yi Jing almost choked to death, and a row of grass and mud horses whizzed past in her heart.

"What do you know? I am pregnant now and need to rest more."

Shangguan Xiaotian made a face at her, "You can't make delicious...sandwiches, delicious braised... braised beef, delicious snacks, nothing. If I had one Like...a stupid wife like you is doomed."

Yi Jing was so furious that her hair was so angry that smoke was rising from her hair.

"There are servants and chefs at home, so why do I need to cook?"

Shangguan Xiaotian pouted, "Can that be the same? My mommy often... cooks for daddy at home. This is called... fun. So you are a boring woman."

"Oh, boring woman." Little Pinecone shook her head beside him and sang along with him.

Yi Jing was about to vomit blood and die. She took a deep breath and took another deep breath, forcing herself not to care about the idiot and the bastard.

Lu Meng is still sleeping soundly in the tent. It is impossible for her to get up early. Even if she gets up early, he will not help her like before.

The bodyguard lit the wood stove and An Qi started cooking, with Lu Junyan serving as an assistant.

A harmonious scene of women singing and husbands following.

Yi Jing's eyes almost popped out of her head. She quickly put aside Xiao Songguo and Shangguan Xiaotian and ran over, desperately trying to squeeze in between the two of them. She accidentally got burned by the wood stove and screamed in pain.

Lu Junyan glared at her, "What are you doing? Don't cause trouble!"

Yi Jing was terribly wronged. She had to clear her name and not let An Qi, her ex-wife, occupy the magpie's nest.

"Husband, my hands hurt so much and they are all blistered."

"Then why don't you hurry up and apply the medicine? Don't disturb us from making breakfast. You can't do it." Lu Junyan said coldly.

Yi Jing bit her lower lip, feeling extremely depressed.

An Qi remained silent, frying bacon silently, pretending not to see or hear anything.

She didn't want to get involved in a jealous scene.

The bodyguard came and took Yi Jing to treat the blisters.

As soon as she left, the air around her suddenly became fresh.

Xiao Songguo and Shangguan Xiaotian were already hungry. They smelled the aroma of bacon and ran over greedily.

"It's time to eat... delicious sandwiches again today."

"My mommy makes the best sandwiches."

The two clapped their hands and jumped up and down.

This is a world where only Yi Jing is "hurt".

She went crazy in the tent and fainted.

I really want to pick up the bacon slices and stick them on Angel’s face!

It's a pity that last night, she pretended to be sleepwalking and tried to scratch An Qi's face without success. Otherwise, she would be lying in the hospital today, disfigured and ugly. How could she make a sandwich with Lu Junyan? It disgusts her!

After applying the ointment, she quickly walked out, standing not far away like a supervisor, staring at Lu Junyan and An Qi.

An Qi sneered in her heart.

The position obtained through despicable means is ultimately precarious, and the name is not justified.

Xiao Songguo made a face at Yi Jing, "Auntie, are you spying on your fourth uncle?"

Yi Jing rolled her eyes at him. The little brat couldn't spit out ivory and couldn't say a good word.

"This is not surveillance, this is my wife's loving gaze on her husband."

Little Pinecone shook his head and sighed, "Your gaze is too terrifying, it scared me."

"I was also frightened, like... like a life-killing ghost." Shangguan Xiaotian shrank his neck.

Yi Jing took a deep breath. These two people were An Qi's accomplices, and they came specifically to argue with her.

An Qi, a bitch, just wanted to make a comeback just because she gave birth to two scoundrels.

There was no way she was going to let her succeed.

Her life was connected with hers, but it was also in her hands. There was absolutely no way she could live and regain her position as the young mistress of the Lu family.