Love rival, do you want a child?

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Before he knew it, it was the New Year, and Yuan Qi became more and more lazy during this time. When he woke up, it was almost noon.

He sat up, the bulge of his abdomen making his movements a little difficult.

It turned out that pregnancy is such a difficult thing, Yuan Qi sighed slightly, as a man, he really never dreamed that he would have such a day.

"Lu Jincheng?"

Yuan Qi called his name, and he opened his mouth suddenly just after waking up, his throat was still a little uncomfortable, and he subconsciously coughed a few times.

Unexpectedly, Lu Jincheng did not run over as usual, Yuan Qi lowered his eyes, and said again: "Lu Jincheng?"

There was still no sound, he got out of bed and stepped on his slippers, and left the bedroom slowly.

Holding on to the railing on the second floor and looking down, you can have a panoramic view of the living room, but there is still no sign of Lu Jincheng.

Yuan Qi frowned slightly, a little dazed, he had become more and more clingy recently, and he was still a little sad that he didn't see Lu Jincheng when he woke up.

He walked down the handrail of the stairs, and saw the delicate red grilles on the windows at a glance.

Aunt Song was watering the flowers in the yard, she turned her head and saw Yuan Qi staring at the window, she couldn't help laughing and said, "Mr. Lu posted these up early in the morning."

Yuan Qi walked to the door and frowned without any trace: "Where are the others?"

Aunt Song stood up straight: "Mr. Lu answered the phone at home this morning. Today's New Year's Eve, he asked me to tell you that his mother called him home."

"Yeah." Yuan Qi pursed his lips lightly, without saying a word, sat on the rocking chair on the side of the yard, and casually took a magazine on the table at hand.

Although there was no reaction on his face, the slightly trembling hands holding the paper still betrayed his emotions.

It's great, to have a home to return to, and to have family members to care about, and I actually envy him a little bit.

In the early years, when Yuan Qi gained a firm foothold and his income was stable, he was able to leave Yuan Shen, but he kept forbearing, not because he was weak and easy to bully, but because he wanted to have a place to return to during the holidays. .

The word home obviously represents warmth, but it has become a word that Yuan Qi always makes his eyes sore when he thinks of it.

Because there is no, so more emotional.

He looked sideways at the busy Aunt Song, blinked his eyes, and said calmly: "Aunt Song, what does your son do? Why doesn't he go home during the Chinese New Year?"

Aunt Song's hand holding the watering can froze, she was silent for a while with her back turned to Yuan Qi, and then said slowly: "He...he works very hard, he is similar to you, and also works in the crew."

I don't know if it was Yuan Qi's illusion, but Aunt Song was a little evasive when she said this, and her voice became weaker as she spoke.

Yuan Qi nodded slightly: "Oh, the crew's work will indeed be very hard."

Anyway, Yuan Qi started chatting with Aunt Song: "I was very young when I was filming, and I was only seven or eight years old for the first time. I was so scared that I cried, which affected the shooting. The director was very angry. I hung on it for a long time, and they put me down after lunch."

Yuan Qi stared at Aunt Song's back, she bent down and continued to sprinkle water, not forgetting to agree with Yuan Qi: "How could they treat a child like this!"

"After so many years, I still can't help being afraid when I think about it."

Yuan Qi closed the magazine in his hand and continued to stare at Aunt Song. He had never thought of expressing his thoughts to someone so much at this moment.

"And later, I played against a very popular artist, because I provoked him in private, so I was pushed down by him during the filming and rolled down the stairs. That time, I broke several bones in my body. I lay in bed for half a year."

Yuan Qi didn't talk about the past, but it doesn't mean he doesn't remember, nor does it mean he doesn't hold grudges.

On the contrary, those various experiences have long been buried in his heart one by one, and even carved a tombstone, recording all the details of what happened.

He also really smoothed the edges and corners through repeated experiences, and became smooth and sensible.

A hypocritical smile hung on his face, he spoke pleasant words, and put on a mask in front of people, so he had to be careful with every word, for fear of being over-interpreted.

But these things made him breathless, and it was also the reason why he always wanted to leave the entertainment circle.

I still remember what Lu Jincheng said when he met him back then, he said: Yuan Qi, why do you want to rob Shen Ping from me? What qualifications do you have to compare with me?Looking at you like this, with that hypocritical smile that pleases people every day, I feel disgusted when I look at it. Is a person like you really sincere?

He was right, even sometimes, he despised himself for being like this.

He often fantasizes, what would his real self be like if he hadn't entered the entertainment circle back then?

He knows that he is not a gentle and quiet person in his bones, but he has been pretending for a long time, and it seems that he can't change it.

Aunt Song listened to him quietly, with her back turned to him, she didn't dare to turn her head, because once she turned her head, her wet cheeks would betray the secret she had always wanted to keep.

"Aunt Song, you said, people like me shouldn't exist?"

Yuan Qi sniffed, he thought, maybe it's because of his sensitivity during pregnancy, or maybe it's because of his envy for Lu Jincheng, his mood is now at the bottom, even on the verge of collapse.

"I can't remember what my mother looked like, because at that time, I was too young, all I knew was that she left me at Yuan's house, said she was going to buy me a cake, and then left. I waited for her for a long time, She never came back."

Yuan Qi raised his head and closed his eyes, trying to suppress his emotions: "She also thinks I'm a burden!"

Aunt Song still didn't answer, and Yuan Qi didn't continue, he just wanted to vent, and now that he said it, he felt much better.

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"You say it again?" Liang Ya was sitting firmly in front of the dressing table and applying lipstick gracefully. When she heard what Lu Jincheng said just now, she exerted all her strength with her hand, and the lipstick was crooked and applied to her chin.

Lu Jincheng patted her on the shoulder, and said solemnly: "My old mother, don't panic."

"I'm not panicking, you fucking told me the baby was about to be born?"

Liang Ya smashed the lipstick directly on the table, frowned sideways, and couldn't speak smoothly: "I...you...Yuan Qi...ah, when will you be born?"

"The due date is February, it's almost here." Lu Jincheng walked behind her and rubbed her shoulders: "Mom, are you surprised or not?"

"What do you want to do?"

Liang Ya was not dazzled by Lu Jincheng's enthusiasm. She knew her son's temperament thoroughly, and she knew what to fart as soon as he pouted his ass.

"The ancestral ring of our family, isn't it said that it will be given to my lover in the future? Cough, look..." Lu Jincheng waved his big hand towards Liang Ya's eyes, the hint was very obvious.

"What do you mean? We're in love?" Liang Ya's eyes lit up, she turned her head to look at Lu Jincheng: "Hahaha, you're enlightened? Mommy's good son, does he know how to play cabbage?"