"What are you doing?" Lu Wanwan couldn't help complaining softly.
After Li Xiuqi walked away, Li Jingchen leaned back and said lazily: "Aren't you afraid that he will be jealous if you touch boys other than your son?"
Lu Wanwan blurted out: "An An won't be jealous because of such a trivial matter."
Li Jingchen narrowed his eyes and couldn't help but remind her: "Little things? Li Xiuqi has been lacking maternal love since he was a child. Every move you make will make him have delusions."
Especially the delusion of warmth that does not belong to him!
Lu Wanwan was stunned and asked in disbelief: "Are you trying to say that Xiu Qi wants me to be his mother?!"
Li Jingchen pursed his thin lips, forgetting the children in the psychological treatment center, he would never allow Li Xiangchen and Bai Qingluo's son to divide the love and care that originally belonged to him and Huai'an.
"Say it!" Lu Wanwan was eager to ask clearly. Seeing that he didn't speak, she couldn't help but poke his chest with her fingertips.
Li Jingchen looked at her and asked tentatively: "If he really has this idea, would you agree?"
After Lu Wanwan thought about it seriously, he nodded: "If he really thinks so, then I agree. I would have felt sorry for this child."
Li Jingchen's eyes paused slightly: "But he is the son of an enemy."
Lu Wanwan said: "He is him, and his parents are his parents. I can already distinguish them.
Besides, my grandparents and housekeeper Wen are old, and now my grandma has Alzheimer’s disease. I’m afraid they can give Xiu Qi even less care, right?”
While talking, I heard the sound of footsteps.
The two of them looked together and saw that it was Li Yuanzhong and Tang Qiong coming downstairs. They couldn't help but stood up and shouted: "Grandpa, grandma."
Seeing that it was them, Li Yuanzhong finally showed a smile: "Jingchen, let Wanwan sit down quickly, don't tire her."
"I'm not tired, Grandpa." Lu Wanwan took the initiative to step forward, held Tang Qiong's other arm, looked at her intently and said, "Grandma, I'm here to see you."
Tang Qiong slowly turned his face, and after looking at her with somewhat cloudy eyes for two seconds, he said slowly: "It's Wanwan, are you here?"
Seeing that she still recognized him, Lu Wanwan couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Grandma, let me help you go over and sit down."
"Hey." Tang Qiong responded.
In front of the sofa, Li Jingchen took the hand from Tang Qiong with concern in his eyes and called softly: "Grandma."
Tang Qiong patted the back of his hand kindly: "Jingchen, have you been busy lately? Wanwan is about to give birth, so you need to pay more attention."
"I will."
After that, Tang Qiong continued to talk a lot. Except for occasionally stopping to think about it, it seemed to be no different from usual.
Seeing this, Li Jingchen looked at Li Yuanzhong and asked with his eyes——
[Grandma, isn’t this okay?]
If that's the case, why were you so pessimistic on the phone?
Unexpectedly, the next second, Tang Qiong turned around and asked Li Yuanzhong nervously: "Yuanzhong, did I forget anything?"
Li Jingchen frowned, wondering if Li Yuanzhong had asked Tang Qiong to write down these words in advance?
On the other hand, Li Yuanzhong said solemnly: "Qiong'er, you didn't forget it."