Chapter 840: Finale One

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Wen Yan turned around in the room for about ten minutes, and looked at everything with an indescribable calmness and soft mood. When he was going downstairs and going out, he encountered Su's mother who asked her to have a meal.
"Hey, ma'am, you are here. Lunch is ready. Would you like to eat now?"
She nodded with a smile, "Well, go," she hesitated after a moment of hesitation, "Mother Su ... when was this baby room set up?"
When Mother Su asked her, she kept replying, "Ma'am, these are all arranged by the eldest son. He will not let others touch, and he will not even be allowed to go in for cleaning ... For the last month, You seem to be in conflict with the eldest son ... In general, when you ignore him or hide in the study, he will do this. "
Even so, she came and went, she didn't make sense and never met her, and no one told her.
Wen pursed his lips, and then asked again, "Why don't I know at all, and he won't let you tell me?"
Ready to be a surprise?
Mother Su nodded again and again, but it was a bit difficult, but she said in a complex tone, "The eldest son said ... let you know, or we specifically told you ... you will definitely think he is doing a show to please you, and it will only have the opposite effect , He also said ... even if you come in and see the question one day, I want to tell you that he asked the designer to get it. "
Mother Su always looked forward to them, seeing the recent Cold War, she naturally helped Mo Shichen to speak.
"..."
Is there
Wen Min carefully considered, oh, really.
Because she didn't pay much attention to him recently, even if she let her know, she would feel that this kind of thing is not in line with his nature, and it is mostly a show.
Does she have a little prejudice against him ...?
Is this child a presence that he expected? More than just a means and a chip?
This recognition made her heart feel a touch of warmth.
The reason why she is so angry about designing pregnancy is that in addition to past reasons and affirming that he does not care about her feelings, there is also a feeling that he can use his child to achieve a purpose, which is too cold and even weak in human nature.
Wen Ming smiled with a curved lips, "I know, let's go eat."
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At noon, Wen Ye was sitting in a chair by the bed, watching the man's elegant meal, and suddenly said, "Do you like a son or a daughter?"
Mo Shichen moved quickly and looked up at her immediately. There was a slight surprise under his eyes.
No wonder he was surprised. This was the first time after the child was pregnant, she took the initiative to discuss the child's topic with him in a natural and ordinary tone. After a short silence, he quickly huskyly answered, "Daughter."
She was not surprised, but still asked, "Why?"
"Good to raise."
"... Aren't daughters better than sons?"
"If it's a son, I still have to work hard to make him an heir. Where can I raise it?"
"..."
"Do you want Mo Shiqian's son to be the heir?" I don't see him so generous and so possessive.
He took a sip of soup and calmly said, "If I have a son, of course it is my son who will inherit it."
It took Wen a moment to sort out his logic.
He was originally the only heir to the Lawrence family since he was young, so if he and Mo Shiqian had sons, it must be his son's succession.
But he ... lazy? So I hope I can't have a son, so I don't have to work hard?
It's a honey brain circuit.
Wen Ye then improvised and asked, "What if your daughter wants to be a strong woman in the mall?"
He said lightly, "Yes."
She raised her cheeks. "It still seems to be a daughter. If you want freedom, you are free. There is also a chance to achieve a great cause. Unlike a son, you can only be ordered to death."
"Well, that's it."
She asked with interest again, "Are you planning to have only one child?"
Mo Shichen paused to drink soup again. He raised his black eyes and looked at her for a while. He smiled slightly at the corners of his lips, and said slowly, "You are willing to give birth, of course I have to raise as many as possible." Affordable. "
Wen Yi stunned, and then this problem was brought to her, and her eyes were paired with the man. His thick and dark eyes prevented her from parrying for a while, and she opened her eyes subconsciously.
The man's low voice followed, "But think about two caps. One child will be pregnant for one year, and it will take a lot of energy to take care of it after giving birth. I still prefer the two-person world— — "
After that, he followed a plain question, "I don't like children to occupy you and me too much time, do you think I am selfish again?"
"..."
Wen Zheng looked up, and was about to stare at her, staring at her, but suddenly felt that the tone of the sentence he had asked was not only a joke, but also had a subtle sense of self-mockery or two, and kept watching her. As if watching all her reactions.
She asked gently, "Honestly, do you like children?"
He didn't ask back, "Is it in your heart that I don't need children emotionally except for functional needs?"
Wen Ye was not good at answering. He was really not a person looking forward to having a child in her heart. Of course, she didn't think he could be disgusted, or didn't care.
She pondered for a moment and said, "I don't doubt you can be a passing father."
"..."
Mo Shichen ticked his lips and pulled out more self-deprecation, and suddenly found that he could define selfishness, and didn't care if anyone said he was selfish, but that person was gentle, and he could not bear it.
"I admit that I designed you to have this child with other purpose components, but Wen Ye, he is your child with me, I will love him, from his existence, and for more than 30 years, no matter For whatever reason, I just want to have children with you. "
After the mediocre words fell, the ward was quiet.
Mo Shichen did not continue to look at her, watch her expression or see her reaction, but lowered her head and continued to drink soup slowly.
It took a long time until Wen Yi broke the silence with a voice, "I see the baby room."
"Oh," he still looked lightly. "Do you like the designer's style?"
"..."
Wen Ye wanted to laugh a little, but he still put up, saying only lightly, "I hope it is really a daughter, otherwise it will be wasted."
He moved again, but this subtle movement only took a few seconds, and there was no significant abnormality.
She didn't want to let her know, but she really didn't know that he was so disappointed by one or two points.