Sometimes, things change often occur between this breath.

Obviously the day before, Zhuang Yibo planned to stay in London, go to school well, and then plan for the future after completing his studies.

The next day, she had already followed Qianxing back to Huai City and moved into Song Qingyuan's home.

The reason why Qianxing arranged her here was probably because she had no better place to go.

Or, she had no other place to go.

She has no choice.

Fortunately, the environment in Huai City has been good in recent years, and the place where Song Qingyuan lives is quiet and elegant, which is indeed a very comfortable place.

This is indeed her best choice.

When Mu Qian and Qianxing returned to the garden, Zhuang Yibo was holding Yueyue's hand and talking to her. Occasionally, they also talked to Lu Yuan beside her, but the topic could not be avoided.

Rong Feng is only over one year old. When talking about the incident when he was pregnant with him, Lu Yuan still remembers it vividly, so the chat was smooth.

But the topic was just around the corner and couldn't get around the child. Lu Yuan still noticed something, but he just didn't ask.

Mu Qian learned the facts and never asked Zhuang Yibo what he said. She just talked about the normal daily life with her, so that she could have time to go back to Tongcheng for more.

After an afternoon tea, Mu Qian and Lu Yuan said goodbye and left, preparing to go to their grandparents' house to pick up the child back to Tongcheng.

On the way back, Lu Yuan asked Mu Qian for his guess. After getting the exact answer, he just sighed slightly.

As the two of them left, Qianxing also said to Zhuang Yibo: "Mu Qian guessed it, I didn't hide it from her."

After hearing this, Zhuang Yibo just smiled slightly and said, "She has always been smart and must not be able to hide it. It doesn't matter, she is not an outsider. No matter how you say it, she is your future sister-in-law!"

After hearing this, Qianxing first reached out and twisted her, then touched her belly and said, "Let's go back and wait for the child in your belly to be born, let Mu Qian take him as his godson or goddaughter, and guarantee him

I will never be bullied in my life.”

Zhuang Yibo couldn't help laughing out loud.

...

London time, evening.

Shen Ruiwen sat at his desk, looking at the dimming sky outside, and a trace of anxiety appeared slightly between his eyebrows.

Soon, the door of Shen Wangjin's office was opened, and the secretary walked out with the dinner that Shen Wangjin had eaten. Shen Ruiwen called her and called her over.

He looked down at the dining plate and sure enough, he only moved a few more bites.

Shen Ruiwen couldn't help but frown even tighter.

"This store doesn't look very suitable for Mr. Shen's appetite." The secretary said to him, "Mr. Shen, do you want to change one?"

Shen Ruiwen couldn't help but hold his eyebrows.

The secretary would not know that this is the fifth one I have changed this week, but Shen Wangjin always only moves chopsticks like this one or two, so where is the restaurant problem?

Although the secretary was only responsible for the company's business most of the time, he also learned some other things. He couldn't help but ask Shen Ruiwen in a low voice: "Miss Zhuang, he won't come back, right?"

After hearing this, Shen Ruiwen couldn't help but sigh again, and only replied: "It's probably."

After hearing this, the secretary sighed and walked away.

Shen Ruiwen sat quietly for a moment, suddenly remembered something, took out his cell phone, and flipped over a call from last week.

The call was called and the other party quickly picked it up.

An hour later, a portion of millet porridge and pickles were delivered to the company.

Shen Ruiwen changed a bowl of millet porridge and sent it to Shen Wangjin's office.
Chapter completed!