Chapter 2030： . Baby carriage (1/2)
Tang Moran deflated and leaned back in the chair: ”Sure enough, you still want what I want.”
Fu Tingye sighed silently and looked at her helplessly: ”Mo'er, you let me say I don't want my own children, I
Can't do it. ”
He could not want this child for Mo'er, but as a father, at his age, why didn't he yearn for a child?
”I didn't say that you don't want this child.” Tang Moran argued for himself.
”Then what do you want me to say?”
Tang Moran was speechless, she didn't know what kind of attitude she wanted Fu Tingye to show.
Fu Tingye gave her two more chopsticks.
The housekeeper Qi came out of the kitchen and walked outside.
”Steward Qi, what are you going to do so late?” Fu Tingye called to him.
Guanjia Qi’s originally kind face is now wrinkled with a smile: ”Miss Tang is not pregnant, so I thought
I went to buy a few recipes about body conditioning for pregnant women. I didn't expect it to be so fast before, so I didn't buy it either. correct,
Do you want to call the mansion now...”
”Don't go.” Fu Tingye colded his face.
Steward Qi stood there without moving, looking at Tang Moran suspiciously.
Tang Moran looked at Fu Tingye.
Fu Tingye picked up the bowl and ate his own meal: ”Wait until you think about it.”
Tang Moran bit his lip, lowered his head and continued to stuff rice into his mouth.
After squeezing two bites, Tang Moran put down the bowl and chopsticks: ”I don't want to eat anymore, I will go back to the room first.”
”Eat this little bit, yes... it’s not good for your health, let’s eat some more.” Fu Tingye originally wanted to talk about the child.
Changed his mouth.
Tang Moran looked at him, turned around for a long while.
Seeing her upstairs, Fu Tingye also put down the tableware and lost her appetite.
”Master, don’t you really tell the mansion? The old lady’s impression of Miss Tang has not been very good.
This matter eases the relationship. ”The steward Qi suggested to the side that it is a happy thing to be pregnant and should tell the old lady
Too loud to ease the relationship between the young master and the mansion.
”No, wait for Mo'er's own decision.” Fu Tingye sighed, ”If I told grandma like this,
She will hate me. ”
Compared with children, he was more afraid that Mo'er would not love him all his life, and that Mo'er would hate him all his life.
When she decides, everything is settled.
...
Tang Moran bored himself at home again.
She said that she would think about it for two days, but in fact she was muddled for the past two days, and she didn't even consider the child's problem.
The only consideration was that he was afraid of making the child dumb in the room, so he ran to the yard and sat beside the fountain in a trance.
”Can you give it up today?” Fu Jingting walked out behind her.
She was startled and touched her stomach subconsciously.
Fu Jingting looked in her eyes and narrowed her eyes with a smile: ”Pregnant?”
”No.” Tang Moran denied subconsciously.
”I know, what are you denying.” Fu Jingting sat next to her with his hands on his side, looking at her:
”You do not want?”
”I...I haven't figured it out yet.” Tang Moran lowered his head and looked at his flat stomach.
”What about my brother? What did he say?”
”He said listen to me.” Tang Moran looked at him and asked nervously: ”He wants it too, right?”
”You mean my brother? Of course, whether it is the eldest grandson of the Fu family, the president of the company, or a man, he
They are all at the age when they should have their own children, but the most important thing is...” Fu Tingye stretched the tone, but did not continue.
Continued.
”But what?”
”But the most important thing is that it is you and his child, the child his beloved woman gave to him, why doesn't he
Want? ”
”But I haven't graduated yet, I'm still young, and I'm not ready yet.”
”So brother gives you the right to choose, just don’t want you to blame him in the future, just want you to be the person you want
Health, but think about it, it’s very important to have a choice. If I was given another chance to choose, I would rather give up
When painting, she would not choose to take her to the mountains to collect the scenery. ”Fu Tingye lowered his head, a trace of pain flashed in his eyes, then lifted