You also know that the woman is digging hollow thought to your daughter, you know clearly, why can so easily forgive her?

In this way, she almost blurted out, and she finally resisted.

Song ran clenched her fists, tried to control her anger, and reluctantly showed a clever smile: "no matter how aunt Shen treats me, but as long as she treats her father well, I can forgive her."

Song Guoqing completely put down his mind and touched her head happily: "Xiao Ran has really grown up, that Dad has good news for you. "

"What's the good news?"

Hehe, it's not good news for her.

"Your aunt Shen is pregnant. I don't know how to talk to you all the time. I didn't expect our little ran to be so understanding. Now my father can take your aunt Shen back safely."

When it was time to test his acting skills, song ran immediately widened his eyes and showed a surprised expression: "aunt Shen is pregnant? When did it happen? Why don't I know? How long have you been pregnant? "

This bowl of rice for actors is really not delicious. She felt that she had to respond to her own reaction.

It's too personal!

Song Guoqing hehe smile way, is full of high spirited appearance: "today to do the examination, pregnant five weeks."

Song ran calculates that this time point is a little fuzzy. It happened to be before and after Shen Mengfang was driven out. It can be said that it was her father's or borrowed Zhao Mingyi's seed.

Moreover, in this era, there was no paternity testing technology in China, and the old song dynasty would not doubt it.

Song ran thinks that although there is no identification method in China, the United States and Hong Kong already have this technology. If Shen Mengfang really dares to be born, she will try to identify the source of the child.

If, she dare not be born, then, doomed, this child is not the seed of old song.

Then she song ran in this family will be even more precarious, who knows if the bitches will be the miscarriage of the matter on her song ran head.

She was suddenly in danger, but helpless.

She looked at her father with a smile: "it's been five weeks. It's even more urgent to pick it up and take good care of it. There's no accident."

Song Guoqing that called a jubilant, almost tears, kept repeating: "small ran grew up, grow up."

Song Ran has a low mantra in her heart. If I don't grow up, I'll be killed by your woman sooner or later!

That night, song ran was lying in bed, lamenting at his father's confusion, and at the same time entangled in the fact that her family's camp leader had not really chased her out today, nor had he found her home, let alone called her.

What does Gu Jingxing want to do?

Does he want to get rid of people?

Can't even coax her?

Damn it!

At the weekend, be sure to give him a good class!

In Shancheng, the northwest military region sent out 20 military vehicles to pick up the commander-in-chief and his entourage. The battle was not too big.

When they got off the train, they were frozen by the cold wind of Northwest China and the snow and ice debris sandwiched in the cold wind. It's really cold in this place. Now it's more than ten degrees below zero.

Gu Jingxing wore a long military coat and was very upright. During his inspection of the northwest military region, his rank was the lowest battalion commander, so he stood at the end of the team.