Pregnant with the son of a rich and powerful boss, he tried his best to coax her

"he……"

Before he finished speaking, the black guy quickly wrapped the items on the stall in a floral blanket, tied the four corners together, and packed them immediately.

Handed it over.

"￥@#*...%#@...%" The big white teeth were actually a little dazzling in the sun.

Lu Beicheng looked at it twice and asked, "What did he say?"

Jiang Ruyi suppressed the smile at the corner of her mouth, "He said he sold this blanket to us together, otherwise there would be too many things for us to take."

"Fuck!" Lu Beicheng took a deep breath and almost laughed out of anger.

"Brother Cheng~" Jiang Ruyi was still acting coquettishly, "He said he lives on a small island far away from here, and it's not easy to come here..."

Lu Beicheng pinched her cheek angrily.

Really.

How could there be such a simple and stupid girl who believed everything others said.

Forget it, seeing how honest and honest this young man is, there is no need to argue with him.

Lu Beicheng readily took out the money and gave it to him.

"\u0026%\u0026**(*...!" The black guy took the money and clasped his hands at them excitedly, grateful.

Then he ran towards the rice stall in the distance.

"Alas..." Jiang Ruyi sighed, "He said that he has a seriously ill grandma at home, and he can only give her rice porridge."

As she said that, Jiang Ruyi held up the Ruyi Knot and put it in front of her eyes, her brows wrinkled in confusion. The more she looked at it, the more familiar the weaving technique became.

But I just can't remember.

"Oops." Jiang Ruyi knocked on her head in frustration.

It turns out that one pregnancy lasts three years.

Lu Beicheng rubbed her head angrily, "Why are you knocking yourself when you have nothing to do?"

Even if she knocked it by herself, he felt distressed when he saw it.

Jiang Ruyi murmured in a low voice, "I just think this Ruyi Knot looks familiar, but I can't remember where it looks familiar?"

He does not mean that.

Lu Beicheng's face suddenly turned serious, "Are you sure it looks familiar?"

In his opinion, don't the Ruyi knots all look similar?

"Yes." Jiang Ruyi nodded affirmatively.

"However, it's possible that I'm overthinking it. That's probably how the weaving technique here is."

Jiang Ruyi looked at the surrounding stalls, and there were indeed many complicated hand-knitted products.

Lu Beicheng didn't want Jiang Ruyi to waste his brain, so he changed the topic and asked, "Do you still want to go shopping?"

"Yes." Jiang Ruyi blushed and immediately rushed to the next stall she was interested in.

Lu Beicheng turned his head, glanced at a man not far behind him, and then winked in the direction where the black guy left just now.

The other person nodded.

Soon, he disappeared into the crowd.

Wait until the street is finished.

Lu Beicheng's hands were full of all kinds of weird gadgets and food bought by the little greedy cat.

By this time, Jiang Ruyi could communicate with the locals completely freely.

The pronunciation is quite standard.

Lu Beicheng was very doubtful. He really wanted her to live here for a month or two to get a better tan.

Maybe she could blend in with the locals.

It doesn't seem inconsistent at all.

"Since you have such a talent, why didn't you think of majoring in foreign languages?" Lu Beicheng was curious.

Jiang Ruyi scratched her head, "I can only speak."

"You can ask me to communicate with them on a daily basis, but if you ask me to read and write, I will definitely not be able to do it."

Just like her English, she has no problem speaking and listening.

But the grammar and vocabulary tested in the exam...

Once it comes to those things that need to be memorized by rote, she gets a headache.

It seemed easy for her to connect those words into sentences, but if she had to break them down letter by letter and ask her to spell them out.

She felt so annoyed.

Lu Beicheng thought again that she could imitate the sounds of various animals, and wondered what kind of talent this was?

He suppressed a hint of worry that emerged from the bottom of his heart and pinched her little face angrily.

"I didn't realize it, but our little boy is still a little language genius."

"Then when I go out from now on, I'll be relying on you."

The next day when they went out, they didn’t bring a local translator.

Lu Beicheng saw this little girl dancing and communicating with the locals all day long, which was very interesting.

The next evening.

The person who followed him out came back.

The island was indeed far away from them.

But he brought shocking news to Lu Beicheng.

"Boss, that black guy's family has an old lady who seems to be Chinese. The translator went to ask a few questions and said that she was rescued from the sea eight years ago when her family went fishing."

"But she seems to be mute, unable to speak, and has forgotten who she is. What do you ask her? She shakes her head."

Lu Beicheng's heart skipped a beat. For some reason, he had a bad premonition.

He thought for a while, pulled out a photo from his phone, pointed at the old woman holding a child on it, and asked his men, "Does the old lady look like her?"

The men came over, zoomed in and out of the pictures, and looked at them for a long time.

"It looks like it, but it doesn't look like it. She has scars on her face and is lame on one leg. Her current condition is not very good and she doesn't feel like she can last much longer."

After Lu Beicheng heard this, he looked at the seaside with a serious face and thought about it carefully in his mind.

Regardless of whether it is true or not, you have to get people over to see it in person before talking about it.

What if?

He turned around and looked at his men, "Take a few more people over and pick up the old lady. By the way, pick up the black guy's family as well. I have something to ask them face to face."

"Yes." After receiving the order, his subordinates hurried down to make arrangements.

Lu Beicheng stood by the window, looking at the other side of the sea, thinking about his next plan.

If so, how should he tell Ruyi?

If not, just for the sake of being a Chinese, send him to the hospital and do his best.

~

This time, instead of following the simple wooden boat made by the black guy, his men were much faster.

Early the next morning, they brought everyone back and secretly placed them in a house on the island.

Lu Beicheng received the news and kissed Jiang Ruyi, who was still sleeping.

He covered her with a quilt, then quietly got up and went over in person.

When he saw the white-haired old lady lying on the bed, her true face was almost unrecognizable due to the vicissitudes of life...

He suddenly hesitated at his feet.

If this is really...

This is what she looks like now.

Can Ruyi bear it?

Can the Jiang family bear it?

Taking a deep breath, Lu Beicheng walked over step by step with a heavy heart.

I walked to the bed and checked it carefully for a few minutes.

Until this moment, the last trace of luck in Lu Beicheng's heart was gone.

The person lying on this bed is none other than Ruyi's grandma.

"Let the doctor come over quickly and give her a full body examination."

It is said that the old lady vomited so much on the boat that she finally fell into a coma. It seemed that her health was really bad.

The black boy's family of three were placed in another room.

Lu Beicheng walked over with a dark face and looked at the translator, "Ask them what happened back then? I want to know all the details."

"%\u0026...\u00￥%..."

“#……￥\u0026*\u0026（*）……”

It was mainly the black guy's father who answered, and his mother occasionally added a few words.

The black guy looked at Lu Beicheng a little scared, with a hint of anger on his face. He clenched his fists and said nothing.