The huge living room was empty, with no one except rows of tables, chairs, sofas and myself, and the surroundings were surprisingly quiet.
I don’t know how long it took, but Haiyue felt that her butt was hurting, but her assistant still didn’t come in to notify her that Sikong Jingqiu met with the guests.
Haiyue looked out her phone and found that it was almost an hour.
Sikong Jingqiu is usually so busy, isn’t he so busy that he doesn’t even have time to eat?
Haiyue's heart was slightly tugged, and she could not continue to sit here and wait like this. She stood up with her bag, walked out of the living room, and without any affection, she came outside Sikong Jingqiu's office.
Raise your hand and prepare to knock on the door-
Just a second before Haiyue's hand touched the door, a familiar voice came from inside.
Haiyue's hand was there, and she heard that the person who spoke was Xia Dongye.
"I can see that Song Haiyue doesn't love you. Jing Qiu, why did you marry her?"
Haiyue never had the habit of eavesdropping on others' speeches because it was very impolite. However, Xia Dongye mentioned herself in his words and mentioned the questions that had been hanging in Haiyue's heart. She couldn't help it for a moment and stood there and continued
Listen to it.
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In the office, Sikong Jingqiu looked at his friend sitting opposite him, closed his eyebrows and remained silent for a while before speaking, "Why are you suddenly interested in this today?"
"Nothing..." Xia Dongye's voice was a little uncomfortable, "I just didn't expect that you, who have always been playing in the flowers, would get married, which was a bit unexpected."
"Accident?" Sikong Jingqiu smiled softly, "What's the big surprise? Do you think I will never get married for the rest of my life?"
"No, I'm just a little puzzled, why did you choose Song Haiyue. I remember, she is not the type you like, right? But..." Xia Dongye smiled and paused before continuing, "You are actually here
At this time, I called me here just to ask if her physical condition is suitable for pregnancy. Your actions over the past few days are really strange... Jingqiu, why are you so anxious to want a child?"
Haiyue outside the door clenched her fists because of Xia Dongye's words, and her heart was even more hungry.
"Nothing." Sikong Jingqiu glanced at his friend and said calmly, "I just feel that I am not young anymore and should have a child."
Xia Dongye burst into laughter and exposes any persuasive reason he has, "I'm not young? Jing Qiu, are you kidding me? I'm not young at the age of twenty-five, is that 28-year-old me?
Should they be in groups of children?”
Sikong Jingqiu had no expression on his face, and his tone was still light, "You are you, I am me."
"Do you think I will believe it?" Xia Dongye looked at Sikong Jingqiu with meaningful eyes, "Jingqiu, we are friends who have been playing together since childhood. If you have anything, don't hide it from me."
Sikong Jingqiu raised his eyelids and looked directly at Xia Dongye, as if evaluating whether he was worthy of belief.
After a while, he finally opened his mouth slowly and spit out the secret hidden in his heart for a long time, "The old woman said that if I want to sit in the position of chairman of the Bingfeng Group, I must give birth to a next generation with the "real bloodline" of the Sikong family.
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Sikong Jingqiu deliberately aggravated the four words "true bloodline" and his expression was slightly distorted.
"It turns out that the old lady hopes you get married quickly-" Sikong Jingqiu suddenly realized, and the next second, he was struck by lightning, widened his eyes, looked at Sikong Jingqiu in surprise, and stuttered: "Jing Qiu, Jingqiu
, What does it mean to say the next generation of 'real blood'? Does it mean..."