Chapter 432: Are you despising me?
He came to the room, opened the door, and put her on the big soft bed.
Rong Luyuan lay on her side, with one arm around her waist, his chin rubbed against her small head.
In order to stop her from indulging in this negative emotion, his other hand touched her lower abdomen.
"Yingbao... so absent-minded, are you despising me?"
"No, why would I dislike A Yuan?"
Mu Changying shuddered, and quickly raised her little head to meet his eyes.
"Yingbao, do you like children?"
Originally he just wanted to distract her, but at this moment he felt inexplicably nervous.
He was destined for life without heirs by the master, and he didn't care before, as long as the Rong family had an excellent heir, it didn't matter whether he had blood.
But now, he admits that he panicked... What if Yingbao likes children very much?
"..."
She didn't answer for a long time, his **** Adam's apple wriggled, and the light in his eyes flickered.
Mu Changying noticed his extremely rare unease, curled up into a small ball, and held it in his arms.
"A Yuan, it's good for the child to follow the fate, the heir can't force it."
According to the order of the master, A Yuan was destined to die in his prime, without heirs. This was the fate of his previous life.
Because in order to save her, he died in the deserted cemetery, where did he come from?
Rong Luyuan's strength around her slender waist increased, and he sighed contentedly in his throat, "Yingbao..."
He has never been a qualified father. For Rong Shichu, he has given him money status, but he has no fatherly love.
He has a cold nature, except for his mother, Yingbao, and the brothers who support him, no one else can affect his emotions... Therefore, even if he can't have children, he is destined to not be a good father.
At this time, Rong Luyuan never imagined that in the days to come, his emotions will also be drawn by a small embryo, because that is the crystallization of him and his lover...
"Yingbao..."
He wanted to say something else, but when he looked down, he saw that the girl in his arms was already asleep.
I don't know what I dreamed in the dream, the expression is a little unstable, and the slender eyebrows are tightly furrowed.
Rong Luyuan raised his hand and gently smoothed her eyebrows, "Good, it's not good to frown."
He smoothed his brows, hugged her to sleep, even if he wasn't sleepy.
The little girl in her arms filled the vacant position in her heart, and her softness was hidden in the bottom of her heart.
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At the entrance of Rong Mansion, Moran and Rong Shichu were left outside.
She held the wall with one hand, took a long breath to recover, and her face returned to a little rosy.
She looked at the closed door with anxiety in her eyes, and staggered forward to slap the iron door.
"Cough cough... Open the door, open the door for me!"
Unfortunately, after a long time of filming, no one paid any attention to her, and the door was still tightly closed.
The sky became dark, and there was a tendency for rain to come. Rong Shichu frowned, "Mom, let's go first, it's going to rain."
If you don't go, it will be raining for a while.
Moran hated that iron could not become steel, "What are you going to do? After you leave, you will have nothing to do with the second master!"
Her son finally got into the eyes of the old lady and was brought into the Rong mansion, and became the next heir to the Rong family's training. She would never let the second master and Chu'er dissolve the father-son relationship.
Rong Shichu grimaced in pain, "Mother, Dad is angry now, it will be better in a few days."
Although Dad's performance today made him unbelievable for a while.
However, the children of the Rong family withered, and the only remaining direct descendant was the second master, and there were not many young people in the side branch except him.
The second master has spent so much time and energy on him, and it is unlikely that he will choose another heir to cultivate.