Xia Ling quits the microblog, logs on to her own wechat, sends a message to Lin Nan, congratulates him on his success, and then throws her mobile phone aside.

Her hand fell on her abdomen. Cheng Feixuan had a daughter. She wanted to have a daughter too. At this moment, she envied Cheng Feixuan very much.

After a while, the meal was ready. Qiao Yu came in and saw Xia Ning touching her stomach. She looked fascinated and asked, "what are you thinking?"

Xia Ling looked at him and said with a smile, "I can think of anything, but I can't think of you."

Qiao Yu, "..." Is this itchy, Mrs. Joe?!

"Well, I'll think about it later. I'm going to eat now." He diverged from the subject.

Xia Ning nodded, got out of bed and followed him to the restaurant.

As she walked, she said, "I'll tell you the good news. Cheng Feixuan gave birth to a daughter."

"Well!" Qiao Yu should a, pull her to sit at the dining table.

Xia Ling looked at him and asked, "don't you understand what I'm saying?"

"Yes, Cheng Feixuan gave birth to a daughter." Qiao Yu repeated a, ask a way, "so?"

"Don't you feel anything?" Asked Xia Ling.

Qiao Yu brow micro Cu, "is not my child, what feeling do I need?"

Summer Caragana, "..." That's a very simple and rude remark.

She looked at him and continued, "but the key is that she has a daughter."

"She can, can't we?" Qiao Yu asked.

Summer Caragana, "..." Well, Mr. Joe is very confident. She should be more confident as a mother to be.

Qiao Yu did not speak, helped her scoop a bowl of soup to put in her hand, "is warm, may drink."

"Oh Xia took a bowl and took a drink.

Enoch looked at Xia Ling and asked, "Mom, is it good?"

"Well?" Xia Ling looks at her son puzzled.

Enoch said with pride, "Mom, I washed the carrots in this soup."

Xia Ling understood that her son was asking for credit. She touched his head and said with a smile, "well, it's delicious."

On one side, Qiao Yu couldn't help pouring cold water and said, "can you decide the taste of the soup by washing a carrot? I'm the one who cooks the soup. I'd like to ask for credit. You can cook the soup some day. "

Enoch a listen to this, immediately unconvinced said: "Dad, sooner or later I will beat you."

"Is it?" Qiao Yu said carelessly.

"Yes Enoch said firmly.

Qiao Yu looked at him, "it's useless for you to defeat me. Your mother only loves me."

"Well, no, Dad, you're cheeky!" Enoch is not convinced.

Qiao Yu looked at him, "you see, you admit that you are not as good as me."

Enoch,“……”

Can you show off your thick skin? Xia Ling looks at the father and son fighting again. She can't help laughing. Her son has a lot of ambition.

In S City, in the dead of night, on the second floor of the villa, a figure is sitting on the balcony. He is holding a bottle in his hand, drinking wine one by one, and throwing bottles on the ground. He looks at the front, holding a mobile phone in his hand, and looking at the microblog interface. She only sent a message at the beginning of the month, and then it seems to disappear.

Yes, she doesn't care about him at all. How can she pay attention to his movements.

He was ready to put away his mobile phone, and accidentally went to the home page. He held his head up and took a sip of wine. His eyes fell on the hot search entry attached to the microblog search. His eyes suddenly shrank, and his eyes tightly fixed on the words, "Xia Ling is suspected to be a second child!"

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