Zhuang Yibo couldn't help being slightly startled after hearing this.

Of course she understood what Qianxing meant by "expressing", but it was just that she and him reunited after such a long time, and experienced so many things in the meantime, she had not considered this aspect, nor did she feel that it was

What's important?

But Qianxing brought it up like this, as if it was a very important matter.

After a pause, Zhuang Yibo said: "Qianxing, this is not important."

"Why is it not important?" Qianxing said, "Zhuang Yibo, you are the one who is pregnant now, and you are the one who will suffer. He must bear the responsibility!"

"He will..." Zhuang Yibo said.

Qianxing said: "What kind of meeting? If we stay together like this every day, you look at me and I look at you, that counts as being responsible, right?"

"no……"

Zhuang Yibo wanted to say something else, but Qianxing interrupted her directly and said, "You don't care, right? You don't care, I do! If you don't ask, I will!"

Zhuang Yibo felt a little headache and said, "What are you going to ask him?"

"Don't worry about it." Qianxing crossed his arms and couldn't help but glare at her again as he spoke, as if he was angry at her for not fighting.

Zhuang Yibo was just like a child who had done something wrong, lowering his eyes slightly and not daring to look at her.

…

At noon, the four of us had lunch together at Song's house.

Probably because Qian Xing had specially ordered it, the dishes on the lunch table were mainly light, but everyone was given a bowl of chicken soup.

As soon as Qianxing took his seat, he saw Shen Wangjin and Zhuang Yibo, who were sitting opposite, looking at the chicken soup in each other's bowls at the same time.

In fact, the chicken soup had already been skimmed, leaving only a small amount of chicken fat floating on the edge of the bowl. However, when the two people looked at each other's bowls, they seemed eager to skim off even that tiny bit of chicken fat.

The two people seemed to realize something when they looked at each other's bowls, and looked up at each other.

Zhuang Yibo seemed to find this situation a bit funny, but Shen Wangjin just raised his hand and tucked her hair behind her ears, "Let's drink the soup first."

"You drink too." Zhuang Yibo said.

Qianxing looked at the two people quietly, as if he knew how they had spent the past three days.

"You're back just in time." Qianxing held her chin and said to Shen Wangjin, "Her usual appetite is really bad. I have to go to school and can't keep an eye on her all the time. As for supplementing nutrition, I leave it to you.

"

After hearing this, Shen Wangjin turned to look at Zhuang Yibo.

"Qianxing is nonsense." Zhuang Yibo said, "You saw it in those two days. I ate a lot."

"It's just a normal amount of food, does it also mean eating a lot?" Shen Wangjin said as he picked up a chopstick of fish, put it on the plate in front of him, carefully removed the fish bones, and then put it into Zhuang Yibo's bowl.

Zhuang Yibo took a few mouthfuls of soup, raised her eyes and glanced at Qianxing, and then ate the fish meat Shen Wangjin gave her.

Of course Qianxing knew what she meant.

The existence of some people is really important.

Zhuang Yibo even eats much better than before, and even the posture of holding tableware seems to be smoother than before.

But Qianxing still has to say what needs to be said.

"What are your plans for the future, you two?" Qianxing suddenly asked again.

Zhuang Yibo didn't expect her to be so direct. Shen Wangjin also paused for a moment before replying calmly: "It depends on which side she likes. She can stay here or go back to London."

Before Zhuang Yibo had time to answer, Qianxing said again: "That's right. Of course, the wishes of the pregnant woman must come first now."

After a pause, Qianxing continued: "Then have you ever thought about whether you want a boy or a girl?"

"They're all good," Shen Wangjin said, "I like both boys and girls."

After Qianxing heard this, he chuckled, and when he was about to say something more, Shen Wangjin's cell phone suddenly rang -

He said "Sorry" and left the table to answer the phone.

Zhuang Yibo then looked at Qianxing, made a praying gesture, and said: "Qianxing, can you let him finish the meal first? You know, his stomach has never been very good..."
Chapter completed!