However, he didn't care. When she tried to hide, he would come over and kiss her again until she ran out of strength. She smiled weakly in his arms and allowed him to do whatever he wanted.
After a long while, the two of them quieted down.
Xia Jinqi took a deep breath and continued the topic. "You haven't said it yet. What exactly did grandma say? "
Since she had betrayed her looks, she should at least get the answer back together, right?
A certain big gray wolf hugged her in satisfaction. It sighed and laughed gloomily. "Grandma said that we should stay out of it. She will come back and take care of that demoness. "
Actually, Long Qingxin's original words at that time were --
[ none of you should bother about it! Wait for me to come back and kill that demoness! ]
Long Qingxin had cultivated her body and character over the years, and her temperament had changed quite a bit.
Thinking back, she was the daughter of the last generation general. When she was young, she was the famous little tyrant of Rao city. Who in the neighborhood wouldn't be scared of her?
It was only when she met Yan Youcheng later that she stopped her temper and became a good wife and mother.
As a result, when the incident with Zhou Lingfang happened, her temper became known throughout the entire city. Yan Youcheng couldn't keep his face, so the two of them could only divorce.
All these years, Long Qingxin didn't argue with Yan Youcheng on the premise that Yan Youcheng didn't bring Zhou Lingfang back. This more or less gave her some face.
Now, not only did that vixen enter the house, she actually started to act like a demon?
How could she endure it?
It was best to let go of the old and new grudges together!
The little tyrant's temper from back then was on the rise, and his words became much more domineering.
Xia Jinqi also smiled in surprise. "Grandma really said that? "
Yan Jun softly said, "I can hear it. Grandma is very angry. "
Xia Jinqi could hear another meaning in Yan Jun's words. "So, after so many years, grandmother still hasn't let go of her feelings... "
Even though they had been divorced for so many years and her grandson had already set up a family, Long Qingxin still hadn't let go of the hatred in her heart.
Rather than saying that it was hatred, it should be said that she had never forgotten her feelings for Yan Youcheng.
Love is deep, but responsibility is deep.
Without love, how could there be hatred?
Yan Jun didn't answer again. His eyes were as dark as the night, incomparably dark.
How could he let it go so easily?
After all, he had once loved deeply.
The Servant just happened to come over to report that breakfast was already prepared.
Yan Jun came back to his senses and held Xia Jinqi's hand as they went to the dining table.
Today's prenatal check-up was just to do the Tang sieve alone. There was no need to have an empty stomach, but Xia Jinqi was a little nervous and only ate a few mouthfuls hastily.
After the two of them had breakfast, they went to the hospital together.
The person receiving them was the director of the obstetrics and Gynecology Department. His words were quite polite, especially when he saw Yan Jun personally arrive, calling him young master.
When they were extracting the serum, Yan Jun was waiting outside. Xia Jinqi watched as the nurse skillfully injected the needle, but her mind was on the director of the obstetrics department. "Doctor, I still want to do another check-up, is that okay? "
The director hurriedly replied, "of course! What kind of check-up Does Young Madam want to do? "
"I heard that medicine is very advanced nowadays. You only need venous blood to do DNA paternity tests, right? "
"This... can be... " the director looked at Xia Jinqi in confusion, then looked at the corridor outside, his expression hesitant ...
Xia Jinqi knew what he was worried about, so she smiled and said, "don't be nervous. I'm just doing a check-up. Also, it can be considered a small secret between us. I hope you can help me keep it a secret. "
As soon as she finished speaking, she took out a bank card and pushed it in front of the director.