Surprise! I'm pregnant with a rich heir

Shen Lanxi came back to her senses at this time and advised: "Auntie, the dessert made by Ruan Yin tastes really good, would you like to try it?"

Ruan Yin mixed a bowl of Summer and handed it to Han Miaoyun. When Shen Lanxi was about to pay, she stopped him and said, "We are a family, how can we charge money?"

"We agreed that I would treat Auntie to dessert today. I can't go back on my word," Shen Lanxi insisted.

Han Miaoyun turned and left. She didn't want to eat at this street stall. She called her son and asked him as soon as the call was connected: "Why didn't you tell me about Ruan Yin's stall?"

"Why should I say that? It's her freedom." Xi Xuanyao then realized that his mother and Shen Lanxi had made an appointment to have dessert at Ruan Yin's place.

Han Miaoyun said loudly: "She has already married into the Xi family. Everything she says and does can easily be magnified by the outside world. When she comes to set up a stall, people who don't know the truth may think that the Xi family is going bankrupt."

Xi Xuanyao leaned back in his chair and said nonchalantly, "Who thinks that? Who would believe irrelevant speculation? Facts speak louder than words. There is no need to waste time on such a person and such a thing."

Han Miaoyun's heart stagnated and she said stiffly: "Is it decent to tell others that the mistress of the Xi family is setting up a street stall? I don't ask her to help you, I just ask her to be honest and not make trouble. Is my request too difficult?" At the end, she felt uncomfortable as if she had swallowed a fly. Many people wanted to enter the Xi family to enjoy the good life, but she was the only one who could do it, setting up a street stall. Her blood pressure soared a little when she thought about it.

"No one stipulates that the mistress of the Xi family cannot set up a stall. She is herself first. I think it's great that she has a goal and is willing to work hard for it," Xi Xuanyao said lightly.

Shen Lanxi watched Han Miaoyun leave, looked at Ruan Yin apologetically, and hurriedly followed.

Watching Han Miaoyun take out her phone to make a call, and then hang up angrily, she stepped forward and said, "Auntie Han, it's all my fault. I shouldn't have brought you here."

Han Miaoyun's expression eased a little, and she said, "This is not your problem. If you hadn't brought me here, I would still be kept in the dark."

"When did Brother Xuanyao get married? Why haven't I heard anyone mention it?" Shen Lanxi asked tentatively.

Han Miaoyun sighed and said, "Don't say you didn't know. Even I only found out recently that she was pregnant. The two of them kept it a secret from their families and went to get the marriage certificate."

Shen Lanxi was confused and asked, "When did they get together? Didn't you say before that Brother Xuanyao didn't have a girlfriend? How come she's suddenly pregnant?"

"I didn't ask in detail. When I told you before, he really didn't have a girlfriend." Han Miaoyun was really not clear about this matter. She was so angry at the time that she forgot to ask. Even if she asked, he probably wouldn't tell her. She knew her son too well. She felt upset when she thought of what he had just said.

Shen Lanxi fell into deep thought. It was obvious that they had not been together before, and since Ruan Yin was pregnant, she could see that the relationship between them was not that good. How could two people from such a different class have any intersection, and get pregnant before marriage? She couldn't help but think of the time when Han Miaoyun asked her to go to the hotel, and for the first time she felt regretful.

She shouldn't have hesitated at that time. If she could have burned her boats, why would she have endured the heart-wrenching pain now? She looked at Han Miaoyun with hesitation, and Han Miaoyun caught her and asked in confusion, "What's wrong?"

"Aunt Han, if I hadn't sent Aunt Zhou home that day, Brother Xuanyao wouldn't have married someone he didn't love?" Shen Lanxi lowered her head with pain in her eyes.

Han Miaoyun's heart was shocked. Could it be that they got married because Ruan Yin was pregnant that night? Thinking about it carefully, it was entirely possible. She staggered for a moment and found it hard to accept that she was the one who tied them together. Then she thought again, could Ruan Yin be arranged by Zhou Yan? When she thought of this possibility, she felt like she had swallowed a bitter pill and was inconsolable.

She had been blaming her son for choosing such a person to marry, but she was the culprit. Han Miaoyun felt like she was being fried in oil. She was in a daze and didn't hear anything Shen Lanxi said. She locked herself in the room as soon as she returned to the villa.

Ruan Yin didn't know that Han Miaoyun had already guessed the reason for her marriage, and she probably wouldn't care even if she knew. At the moment, her mind was full of her dessert business. There were many people queuing up, and the sound of collecting money never stopped. She was so happy that she was smiling from ear to ear.

When the desserts were almost sold out, she roughly calculated that today's turnover had reached more than a thousand. Excluding the cost, the profit was still five or six hundred. Ruan Yin calculated it again in disbelief. Yes, that was exactly this much.

She smiled and transferred three hundred yuan to Song Lan, "Mom, you've worked hard today."

Song Lan refused, "I've only been here for a short while, why would I need so much money? If you do this again, I won't come next time. I only come to help when I'm free."

"It's okay, just keep it if I give it to you. You made a decent profit today, so take advantage of the good luck. I won't have so much next time," Ruan Yin said as she packed her things.

Seeing her daughter's money-obsessed look, Song Lan was hesitant to speak. Although she had just spoken to Han Miaoyun in a very righteous manner, she still felt a little guilty in her heart. If her daughter had married an ordinary family, there would be nothing to say, but it had to be the richest family, the Xi family, which was a different matter.

"What's wrong, Mom?" Ruan Yin looked up at Song Lan's puzzled expression.

Song Lan also admired her daughter's generosity and sighed, "Yinyin, although I said those words today, as the daughter-in-law of the Xi family, you also have to consider your son-in-law."

Ruan Yin put her arm around her mother's shoulders and said, "Mom, I have discussed this matter with Xuan Yao. He supports and agrees with me to do this. As for whether his mother agrees or not, it is not important to me, because no matter what I do, she will always be picky about me. Once prejudice exists, everything you do is wrong."

This is true, but Song Lan couldn't bear it, patted her hands and said: "No matter what, she is your son-in-law's mother, you still have to respect her and don't let others find fault with her."

"Don't worry, I know my limits. Don't worry. If you want to eat something, I'll treat you," Ruan Yin said playfully with a wink.

Song Lan tapped her daughter's forehead and said, "I see you are craving for food. You can't eat any more today. Eating too much will make you irritated. After you give birth, I will make you whatever you want to eat."

"Don't expose me so quickly." Ruan Yin stuck out her tongue, turned around and saw Xi Xuanyao coming over here. She thought she must be dazzled. She rubbed her eyes, and the figure became clearer and clearer. She smiled sweetly with her eyes curved, waved her hand and said, "I'm here!"

When Xi Xuanyao heard the voice, he looked up suddenly, his frown slowly relaxed, and he strode towards Ruan Yin.

"Mom" Xi Xuanyao greeted Song Lan.

Song Lan smiled and nodded. Seeing her son-in-law coming to pick up her daughter, she felt a lot more relieved.

Ruan Yin asked crisply: "Why are you here?"

"I came to see the results of your stall and take you home," Xi Xuanyao replied with a raised eyebrow. Judging from her expression, she should not be angry with her mother.

Ruan Yin raised her chin proudly, looking pleased with herself, "I've sold everything I made today, isn't that great?"

Xi Xuanyao glanced at the empty box next to him, surprise flashed in his eyes, and he said along with her: "Great!"

Song Lan watched the two of them talking to each other, and there was a kind of affection between their eyes. Suddenly, she felt that maybe her daughter's marriage was not as pessimistic as she thought.