Chapter 889 It Turns Out We Can Love Each Other (11)

"Are you thirsty?" Song Menghua smiled so hard that he could hardly close his mouth.

Song Qingchun was so frightened by Song Menghua like this that he didn't even dare to shake his head this time.

"Are you hungry?" Song Menghua asked as he put his arm around Song Qingchun's shoulders, led her to a chair aside, and sat her down on it, still looking as amiable as before: "Pregnant women are all I get hungry easily. I haven’t eaten anything since I’ve been busy all night. Let’s eat something first..."

Song Menghua said, turning his head and giving instructions to the housekeeper: "Go and tell the cook to cook something delicious."

With that said, Song Menghua quickly turned his head and looked at Song Qingchun: "Qingchun, what do you want to eat? You can eat anything. As long as you want to eat, I will ask the cook to cook it for you immediately!"

Song Qingchun, who was confused, could not even shake his head as he stared at Song Menghua without daring to take a breath.

Song Menghua thought that Song Qingchun couldn't think of what to eat for a while, so he went straight to the butler and ordered all Song Qingchun's favorite dishes. Finally, before the butler went to find the cook, he added: "Remember Make it lighter and don’t add chili pepper. Pregnant women are inherently angry and will easily get angry if they eat spicy food.”

After the housekeeper left, Song Menghua looked at Song Qingchun, looking happy as if he had signed a contract worth hundreds of millions.

No, no, no, how can you compare his grandson with a contract worth hundreds of millions? His grandson is much more expensive than a contract worth hundreds of millions...

Song Menghua looked at Song Qingchun, as if he saw a chubby baby crawling around. He laughed out loud. He lowered his head as happily as he wanted and asked, "Young youth, how many children are there?" Month?"

Dad, what's wrong? Are you mad because of what happened between her and Su Zhinian?

Song Qingchun looked at Song Menghua, looking like he was about to cry.

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Not to mention Song Qingchun, everyone in the surrounding room was dumbfounded.

It seemed as if the crutch that Song Menghua had just waved had not hit Su Zhinian's body, but hit them hard on the head one by one.

Who can tell them what is going on?

It was clear that a son and his daughter were having incest, but as a father, not only did he not stop it, but he even got angry because he disliked his son and asked his daughter to get rid of the child?

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Seeing that Song Qingchun was silent, Song Menghua thought she only knew she was pregnant and hadn't had time to go for a prenatal check-up.

Come to think of it, her bastard son asked her to abort the child, so why would she go for a prenatal check-up?

Song Menghua suddenly felt another breath coming out of his chest. He turned his head suddenly, with murderous eyes in his eyes, and shot at Su Zhinian. Then he snorted heavily, turned his head, and turned into He looked like a loving father with a smile on his face: "Young Qing, have you not had time for a prenatal check-up yet?"

Song Menghua said and looked at Qin Yinan: "Yinan, call Lao Zhao quickly and ask him to come over immediately to check our family's youth..."

When Qin Yinan took out his mobile phone and was about to make a call, Song Qingchun finally said: "No, no need...I, I gave birth...and had a prenatal checkup..."

Song Qingchun stammered for a while, and then he spoke clearly: "...The baby is now seven weeks old."

In seven weeks...that is, in eight months, he can see his precious grandson?

Song Menghua laughed loudly and smiled. Only then did Song Menghua realize that something was wrong with the surrounding atmosphere.