Gu Qianqian stared at her almond-shaped eyes, "Why don't you just take a look? If you dare to make me unhappy in the future, I will move a small bench to sit on the street and stare at the pretty boy with my eyes wide open. I will piss you off to death!"
"puff--"
Several voices sounded discordantly.
Qi Mingye's face turned black...
"Ha ha……"
The solemn atmosphere in the living room suddenly disappeared. Ou Zexi shook his head helplessly, his eyes were clear, and he raised his lips, "Qi Mingye, you are very lucky."
"That's fate. She is destined to be mine."
Qi Mingye grabbed Gu Qianqian's face and pulled hard, causing her to grin and scream in pain. He stopped with satisfaction, held the person in his arms, and reached out to cover her eyes.
He looked up at An Moran, who had been silent in Gong Shaoming's arms, and opened his thin lips slightly, "The most appropriate time for the child to be between three and five months old is. If you don't mind, the wedding will follow. Let's do it together, Qianqian will also like it."
"Yes! Why didn't I think of that?" Gu Qianqian slapped her forehead and almost jumped up with excitement, "Qi Mingye, I'm so touched, you actually said such humane words!"
"..." Qi Mingye.
Gritting his teeth, "Mrs. Qi, do you mean that I have always been inhumane before?"
"Who said that? Anyway, I didn't!"
"I just heard it."
"You heard wrong!"
"..."
Gu Qianqian smiled to please, "Mr. Qi, don't go off topic and continue talking about the wedding. If I can hold a wedding with Ranran, my life will be complete!"
The excitement on Gu Qianqian's face was obvious, she almost danced in the living room and pulled An Moran around in hundreds of circles.
"May I?"
Another slightly trembling voice sounded.
When An Moran heard Qi Mingye's words, he couldn't help but raise his head in surprise and looked at him with eyes filled with gratitude.
As long as she could be with Gong Shaoming, she had already made all the mental preparations. She never thought that she could become the mistress of the Gong family, let alone hold a wedding with Gu Qianqian.
"As long as you like it, there's nothing wrong with it."
Gong Shaoming frowned and hugged An Moran into his arms.
He knew what she was thinking and what she was worried about, but he would never let her worry about it in the future.
"The wedding will be held together. Ranran and I will marry from the Mo family together..."
"I will accept Xiao Qiao as my sister. The Ou family will prepare her dowry, which will definitely satisfy the Gong family." Ou Zexi interrupted Gu Qianqian's words lightly, his voice neither soft nor serious, with a hint of Misty, yet firm.
"From now on, as long as I am here, the Ou family will be Xiao Qiao's natal family, and no one can tolerate it."
"..."
The living room suddenly fell into silence, and a strange atmosphere filled the place.
Gong Shaoming raised his head, the expression on his face instantly cooled, and a trace of complicated emotions flashed across his eyes.
"Thanks."
An Moran was the most natural person among all the people. He nodded gently to Ou Zexi, his eyes were clear and cool and not distant.
Turning to look at Gong Shaoming, "He has no ill intentions, he just doesn't want me to be wronged in the Gong family because of my background. Shaoming, I don't care what others think of me, but I don't want to embarrass you..."
She did not continue the rest of the words, but Gong Shaoming understood.
"As long as you like it, I have no objection to marrying from the Mo family or the Ou family."
His big hands held her slender waist, and Gong Shaoming caressed her slightly bulging belly.
