She smiled and looked up at Chu Mochen.
Chu Mochen looked at the smile on her face and for a moment felt that the smiling face was more beautiful than he had ever seen before.
Her smile was warm and peaceful, not as cunning and complicated as before.
After looking at her like this for a few seconds, Chu Mochen said, "Today is also your birthday."
Song Yunxuan nodded: "I know, I have received the birthday gift, so let's not go on a dinner date."
Song Yunxuan directly sketched out all the romantic itineraries that others wished for their birthdays and rejected them.
The expression on Chu Mochen's face remained calm: "Are you willing to celebrate other people's children's birthdays rather than spend your own?"
Song Yunxuan smiled sweetly and expressed her gratitude to him: "This is the first time I have eaten longevity noodles given to me by a man other than my father. I am very grateful for your gift. I like it very much."
"That's not a gift." Chu Mochen reluctantly raised his hand to hold his temples, as if he was tired and unhappy from communicating with Song Yunxuan.
Song Yunxuan held the child in her arms. She felt that the child was sleeping a little unsteadily, so she put her hand on the child's back and patted it gently, while humming a lullaby softly in her ear.
The melody of the lullaby is very nice, and her voice is also good. As she hums, the smile on her lips becomes softer.
Chu Mochen listened to her humming to herself, and turned to look at her smile in slight surprise.
She looked at the child with gentle and bright eyes, as if she was really the child's mother, and she loved the child with all her heart.
Chu Mochen looked at her smile and suddenly asked her: "Do you like children very much?"
Song Yunxuan responded smoothly: "Just so so."
In fact, she has never been very fond of children.
Because when she was pregnant, she was forced to study prenatal education courses on time for the health and wisdom of her fetus.
In the eighth or ninth month of her pregnancy, she was almost pregnant and unable to handle anything. Things piled up in the company, delaying her big deal with the United States.
She was in a bad mood, which led to the premature birth of her eldest son.
She was so weak after giving birth that she couldn't leave her bed for a month, let alone go to the company to check on her condition.
Because of this, she felt that the child was very troublesome. Not only was it painful to give birth to him, but she also lost so many good opportunities for profit in the process of giving birth to the child.
But…
Those were all her thoughts when she was still Gu Changge.
Now, she was living again, looking at these two children, and suddenly felt that she was indeed very incompetent and a failure as a mother.
She left them early before she could give her children more love.
She now wants to treat these two children well and love them well.
Chu Mochen leaned over and looked at Gu Miaomiao's little face, with deep eyes: "This child looks so much like Chang Ge when he was a child."
Song Yunxuan didn't take it seriously: "Of course she looks like her."
Chu Mochen smiled and looked at Song Yunxuan: "If it were your daughter, would she be the same as you?"
Song Yunxuan blurted out without thinking much: "Of course."
"Since you like other people's children so much, why not have one yourself."
Song Yunxuan was led step by step into the trap by Chu Mochen.
Finally, he stopped the topic in time just when he was about to step into the trap.
She withdrew her gaze from the child's face and looked at Chu Mochen with a smile: "If I give birth to a son, I can inherit everything of your Chu family, and my daughter will be spared."
She doesn't plan to marry into the Chu family.
Because the man in front of her is not a man who will let her continue to live wantonly after marriage.
When Chu Mochen marries her to the Chu family, he will keep her under close guard. If he gets tired of her, he might abandon her.
If he was more vicious, he might harm her like Shao Tianze did to her.
She would never trust a man again.
So, why must she put all her life in the hands of a man
For five thousand years in China, all women must put their husbands at the center of their lives.
But she didn't want to do that.
Chu Mochen wanted her to give birth to a child with his blood, and she could give birth.
However, this child must inherit all of Chu Mochen's children.
Otherwise, there would be no point in her giving birth to this child.
An eldest son who cannot inherit the entire Chu family will end up lonely due to the attack and exclusion of Chu Mochen's other children.
She wouldn't let her child take such a risk.
Since she plans to give birth, she must make this child a master.
A daughter could not inherit the Chu family, so she did not give birth.
When Chu Mochen heard her words being so cold and stubborn, he couldn't help but reached out and touched Miaomiao's chubby little cheek. His voice was still relaxed and leisurely: "It's not you who has the final say whether it's a boy or a girl. Why bother to insist on it? Give me a son."
The smile on Song Yunxuan's lips was a bit charming and cunning: "I don't have the final say whether we have a boy or a girl, but I have the final say whether we have children or not."
When Chu Mochen heard this, his heart tightened, and he raised his head and met her eyes: "Do you want to have an abortion?"
"If it's my daughter, I'll beat her." She said easily and ruthlessly.
Chu Mochen's voice had a cool chill: "I would like to see which hospital in Yuncheng can call you."
Song Yunxuan frowned in distress: "Indeed, if you had said hello to all the hospitals in Yuncheng, no one would have dared to give me an abortion, but what about other places? The United States? Canada? The Netherlands? Italy?"
Chu Mochen did not continue to argue with her, but just said calmly: "I can prevent you from having an abortion if I can make you pregnant. If you don't believe me, just give it a try."
Song Yunxuan raised her eyebrows: "I won't give birth to a daughter."
"You will be born as you are pregnant. You have no right to choose life or death for my child."
"That's the child I want to have."
"The blood on the child is the blood of my Chu family. You have no right to make the decision on your own."
Song Yunxuan was surprised by his strong statement and turned slightly to look at him: "Why are you so stubborn?"
Chu Mochen retracted the fingers that were placed on Miaomiao's cheek and sat upright: "I like everything you give birth to."
"puff-"
Song Yunxuan couldn't help but burst into laughter.
The solemn and solemn atmosphere in the carriage instantly relaxed.
Chu Mochen frowned slightly angrily and looked at her, his beautiful and heroic eyes filled with annoyance: "Is it so funny?"
Song Yunxuan nodded: "Isn't it funny?"
After saying that, she looked at him from top to bottom with great interest: "I can't tell that besides being affectionate, you are also a very smooth talker!"
Probably this sentence completely annoyed Chu Mochen, who didn't like to joke.
He leaned over, held the back of her head and kissed her, twisting his powerful lips and tongue domineeringly.
Even someone as cold as Song Yunxuan could feel the anger and passion of such a man from that hot and powerful kiss.
She was quiet, unresponsive and motionless.
Until Chu Mochen left her lips.
She raised her hand and touched her lips, then lowered her eyes, looking at the finger that touched her lips calmly and calmly, and commented: "It's just like the real thing."
Her voice was low, but her smile was partly sad.
Chu Mochen's chest rose and fell slightly, he started the car and drove her away in the night.
That night, Chu Mochen quietly drove her back to Gu Miaomiao's mansion.
While looking at the Gu family's house, the cold light in Chu Mochen's eyes flickered a few times, leaving no trace at all.
Song Yunxuan handed the child to Shao Xue, and Gu Yi, wearing pajamas, watched him leave with Shao Xue at the door.
Chu Mochen's eyes stayed on Gu Changge's eldest son for a long time.
When Song Yunxuan got in the car, she pretended to look away casually.
Song Yunxuan sensitively caught the look in his eyes.
After getting in the car, he put on his seat belt: "Does Gu Changge's eldest son look like Gu Changge?"
"It doesn't look like that."
"More like Shao Tianze?"
Chu Mochen started the car: "My personality is more like that of Chang Ge. He is calm and has a cold temperament. He is a proud and noble child."
Song Yunxuan couldn't tell whether Chu Mochen's half-praising, half-disparaging comments meant he liked or disliked the child.
She thought for a moment and turned to look at him: "Do you think this child can shoulder the burden of the Gu family, which is so big and powerful?"
Chu Mochen drove away and turned away, turning his back on the Gu family's mansion as he walked farther and farther. When he passed by the shadow of a dark tree, he uttered two words: "It's hard to say."
Song Yunxuan asked him with a slight smile: "What does it mean to be difficult to say? Gu Changge only has one son."
Chu Mochen looked forward and reminded her as if he was indifferent: "But Shao Tianze cannot have only one son."
Song Yunxuan's eyes suddenly turned sinister, and a thick evil aura froze from the bottom of her eyes, and then spread suddenly.
Chu Mochen was right, Shao Tianze couldn't have only one son.
She almost forgot that since Shao Tianze killed the child's mother so ruthlessly, how could he be kind to the child
Shao Tianze is such a suspicious and jealous person. He must have expected that the child would go against his wishes if one day he knew the true cause of his mother's death.
Shao Tianze would not put all his hopes in Gu Yi's son.
if…
If one day Gu Changle gave birth to Shao Tianze's son.
Gu Yi and Miaomiao will both become embarrassing existences.
If Gu Yi affects Shao Tianze and Gu Changle's son to inherit the entire Gu family, Gu Yi will be in danger and may one day be treated as a stumbling block and ruthlessly eliminated.
The tips of her fingers tightened and bent unconsciously.
Chu Mochen saw her movements and asked her worriedly: "What's wrong with you? Doesn't it hurt when you pinch your fingers into the palm of your hand?"
Song Yunxuan was woken up suddenly, and she was startled for a moment before explaining perfunctorily: "Sorry, I was distracted just now."
"What are you thinking about?"
Song Yunxuan spread her fingers and rubbed the palms with marks on her hands: "I'm thinking, if Gu Yi doesn't inherit the Gu family, how long will this child live?"
The look in Chu Mochen's eyes suddenly turned cold.
His eyelashes are thick but not curved, long and straight, with a sense and rigor that penetrates to his bones.
Even, there is a slight evil spirit and coldness.
After a long time, Chu Mochen didn't speak.
Just when Song Yunxuan thought Chu Mochen would not answer this question.
Chu Mochen suddenly said: "I guess... I won't live long."
Yes, anyone with a brain knows that.
The fire at the city gate affected Chi Yu, not to mention that he was a child who had lost his mother and was isolated and helpless.