Her words naturally aroused chuckles from the people around her. At the same time, when Zhen Meishan heard her speak like this, although she was excited, her face still pretended to be shy and reserved like a girl.
A blush flashed across her face. She held Mrs. Jun's arm pretending to be unwilling and said coquettishly:
"Grandma, there are so many people, how can you make fun of them?"
She feigned displeasure and coquettishly, once again arousing clear laughter from the people around her.
Ji Ran, on the other hand, stood in a corner some distance away from them like an outsider. Listening to their playful conversations, he felt a little depressed.
The eldest son and grandson of their Jun family was right next to her, but she didn't even give him a legitimate position.
She knew very well that from now on, the child born between Jun Yucheng and the eldest daughter of the Zhen family would be the true eldest son and grandson of the Jun family, while her Ji Ran's son was just an illegitimate son.
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It was a child that he, Jun Yucheng, did not want in the first place.
A trace of sadness slipped through her eyes, and she stood silently, looking quietly outside the banquet hall, hesitating whether to leave at this time.
Obviously, her status is incompatible with these upper-class people. She should not have agreed to Yunshi coming here in the first place.
Jun Yucheng ignored those people's flattering words for the old lady and ignored Qiao Feng's words, but left with a sullen face in front of everyone's stunned eyes.
His eyes inadvertently glanced at the little figure standing in the corner not far away. His footsteps suddenly stopped, and his eyes quietly locked on the melancholy profile in the distance.
I saw Ji Ran looking quietly at the scenery outside the house in a daze. I don't know what she was thinking about, or she was recalling the days when she lived here.
The little boy next to her was standing beside her obediently and without saying a word.
With those exquisite facial features, from the first time he saw him, his heart felt as if someone had taken it out. Facing those innocent and clear black eyes, his heartbeat stopped.
This child.
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It's so similar to him.
Is it his child??
He stood there without moving, just looking at Ji Ran and the little guy quietly, with various thoughts in his mind.
The doctor said.
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I am two months pregnant.
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Knock it off!!
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The conversation six years ago was still clear. When he thought about it now, he found that his heart was trembling a little.
He can be ruthless and ruthless to anyone, including the child he personally asked her to abort six years ago.
But why does his heart tremble when he thinks about it now?
This child.
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Could it be his?
"Mommy..."
Ji Ran stood coldly in the corner, staring blankly outside the room for a long time. At this moment, little Shao Qian's low voice sounded beside him, with a hint of worry in his tone.
Ji Ran came back to her senses and faced her with those clear eyes full of worry.
She knew that every time this guy changed from "Ji Ran" to "Mommy", it proved that he was starting to worry about her.
Squatting down, she showed a reassuring smile to the little guy, stuck out her tongue playfully, and said, "What's wrong? Are you hungry?"