Love strangers, refuse to love Mr. President

248 Ending Part 40 I always feel that the name Mrs. Yan makes her look like a young woman in her thirties and 24s, but she is obviously only [-] years old.

No, it's too ugly, she refused the title.

Yan Haonan, who was hugging her behind her, saw her pouted Lao Gao, was startled again, and hurriedly asked her,

"Are you angry again?"

It's fine if he doesn't ask this question, but Lu Zimo simply broke out of his arms and sat up, turning around and staring at him with bright eyes,

"Hey, what do you mean I'm angry again?"

"Yan Haonan, you say it like I'm angry all day long."

Feeling puzzled after speaking, he took another pillow from the bedside and slapped him hard on the face.

The pillow was as light as a feather and didn't weigh much, and she was so strong that he couldn't hurt him at all, but Yan Haonan's chest felt tight because of her tossing.

He was lying there with the pillow covering his face, and he didn't move at all. Since there was no possibility of resistance at all, then let her vent her mischief.

It's just that I couldn't help but sigh in my heart.

Unbelievable, he dared to attack him.

But thanks to his good skills, he is the best among them, but he can only lie on the bed like this and let a helpless woman beat him up.

After Lu Zimo pressed the pillow and rubbed him a few times, he found that he didn't respond at all, and couldn't help feeling flustered. Could it be that she was covering him so hard that he couldn't breathe, suffocating, suffocating...

She suddenly didn't dare to continue thinking about it, and quickly took the pillow off his face, but seeing him lying there motionless with his eyes closed, her voice trembled with fright, and she raised her hand over Touching his face, calling his name,

"Yan Haonan? Yan Haonan?"

He was still motionless, and Lu Zimo's tears fell down with a click, just like that falling on Yan Haonan's curved hard chin.

Originally, Yan Haonan wanted to tease her, but he couldn't pretend that she was crying anymore, so he quickly opened his eyes, and saw that her eyes were already filled with tears, his heart immediately twitched in pain, and He sat up from the bed and held her in his arms.

"Why are you crying?"

Lu Zimo originally thought that something happened to him because of her tormenting him, but now he jumped up and down again, and the tears of anger became more violent.

Yan Haonan was completely at a loss, the number of times she cried was limited after being together for so long, he couldn't stand it at all, so he could only hold her in his arms and coax her nonstop.

The only thought in Yan Haonan's mind at this time is that if this pregnancy is a daughter, after the birth, the daughter must not be like her at the moment, glass-hearted, and don't listen to others saying something bad, otherwise it will be enough. People have a headache.

The bad mood of the pregnant woman came and went quickly, and Lu Zimo got better after a while, and she snuggled into his arms and said to him,

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't lose my temper with you, but I don't know what's wrong, I can't control my bad temper and bad emotions..."

With Yan Haonan's heart, he will be in hell for a while and heaven for a while.

However, it is as sweet as it is.

This night, they spent the pregnant woman throwing tantrums and the men coaxing them non-stop, while some were suffering.

It was no surprise that the old man received a call from Yan Lu saying that he was going home for dinner, because Yan Lu had been moving out to live outside since he got stuck with him that year, but he would go back to the old house to eat with him from time to time every week .

Although the relationship between the father and son was very stiff at one time, they were related by blood after all. Except that they would collapse every time they talked about Yan Lu's marriage and that woman, they had normal communication in other aspects, especially company affairs.

Yan Zhengde is in a very good mood today.

During the day, Yan Haonan called him and said that the wedding might be postponed for two months. The reason was that Lu Zimo was pregnant now, and it was only a little over a month. It was the most dangerous period in the early stages of pregnancy, and it was not suitable for overwork.

And their wedding, since the old man personally arranged it, it must be grand and sensational in the whole city. It must be very tiring at that time. Celebrities from all walks of life in Wencheng will come to attend, not to mention Yan Haonan's own company, Nanchen. The guests around, just those who came for the old man, probably filled the first floor of the hotel banquet hall.

When the old man heard that he was pregnant, his excited blood pressure soared again. He immediately agreed to Yan Haonan's request to postpone the wedding, and he also took the initiative to say that in order to take care of the pregnant woman's physique, he would try his best to make the wedding planning less complicated. Without losing grandeur.

After hanging up the phone, the old man was very happy all the time, and even said to Uncle Zheng,

"I wish I had a daughter this time."

"Our Yan family has not had a girl for seven generations. As a man in the family, if I have a girl, I will also taste what it feels like to love a girl."

There was a look of envy in the old man's eyes.

The old man is the only man in this generation, he himself has two sons, the second son Yan Lu has no heirs now, the eldest son Yan Fang gave birth to two sons, and the two grandsons have their own sons.

At this moment, the old man can especially understand the feelings of those who look forward to their sons and grandchildren, because he is so eager for a granddaughter.

It is estimated that he will be scolded to death if he tells his old friends who are looking forward to boys in this mood, but their Yan family is short of girls.

The old man’s good mood lasted all day, and the topic never left the topic about Lu Zimo’s pregnancy. Even when he was in good spirits in the afternoon, he asked Zheng Bo to arrange a driver to drive him to the temple to worship and pray for the blessing of the Buddha. This time, give them a girl from the Yan family.

It made Uncle Zheng laugh so hard, they all say that the older you get, the more immature and childish you become, and now it seems to be true.

However, Uncle Zheng could also understand the joy and excitement of the old man. It had been too many years since the old man had experienced the joy of welcoming the new life of the Yan family.

The two children, Shaoheng and Nuonuo, both existed without the old man's knowledge. When the old man knew about it, they were several years old. When he first learned of the existence of the two children, the old man was also very excited. , but that kind of excitement is completely different from the current mood of looking forward to the whole experience from scratch.

After being overjoyed, the old man also fell into a moment of sadness, so he frowned and asked Zheng Bo,

"You said, can I live until my great-granddaughter is born?"

Originally, he had lived to this age, and he didn't feel much about death. He only knew that he was very close to him. Maybe he closed his eyes that day, but now, maybe because he had hope in his heart, he was afraid of death.

Zheng Bo hurriedly comforted him,

"Master, you think too much. Recently, every time the family doctor comes to check you, isn't it very good?"

Uncle Zheng was also very relieved, with the arrival of this little new life, the old man might be able to last for a long time.

When Yan Lu went back, the old man was still discussing the new life with Zheng Bo, and when he saw the woman Yan Lu was holding by his hand, his expression immediately sank.

Yan Lu didn't say anything, and he expected such a face.

It was her gentle fingertips that gently pinched him to keep him calm, and he returned her a reassuring look.

Now that Yan Lu didn't want to confront the old man head-on anymore, he just held Sang Yu's hand like that, and led her to kneel in front of the old man,

"dad--"

Sang Yu also knelt there with him, looked up at the old man, and shouted calmly,

"Grandpa—"

Zheng Bo behind the old man looked at the two middle-aged people who had dropped everything and knelt in front of the old man, and couldn't help but look away.

Yan Zhengde didn't expect that the two of them just knelt down like this as soon as they came, and just looked at them like that. For a moment, his heart was extremely sad, and he remembered the news that his grandson had a child again just now, and looked down at the front of him. own son.

Seeing that he is almost 50 years old, but he has no heirs.

For so many years, the old man has never felt so sorry for his little son like this moment. Perhaps it was because the news from Yan Haonan during the day was so joyful that it made him feel even more desolate looking at the old man Yan Lu.

Because the contrast is too obvious, the desolate mood is even more obvious.

To let the old man just look down at the two people kneeling in front of him, he was speechless for a while.

It was Yan Lu who spoke first,

"Dad, I'm old, and I can't fight against you anymore. I brought her here today, just to tell you that I plan to take her out of here, and I won't be able to be filial by your side in time in the future. Fortunately, now that Haonan is back, let him perform filial piety for us in the future."

"Let's hand over the company to him too. I don't want anything."

After Yan Lu finished speaking, he respectfully kowtowed three times in front of the old man, then straightened up and continued to kneel there, waiting for the old man to deal with him.

It was the first time for the old man to see his youngest son begging in front of him in such a low voice in so many years. After glancing at him, his eyes finally fell on Sang Yu, who was also kneeling with his back straight.

The roots of troubles.

The old man thinks that this word is most suitable for her.

He didn't say anything to Yan Lu, but instead asked Sang Yu,

"You have nothing to say?"

Sang Yu didn't expect that he would come directly to ask her, and her heart was also nervous and trembling.

Gritting his teeth, he spoke courageously,

"Can you let him get up first, his knee has been hurt and he can't keep kneeling like this."