Su Qianci touched her slightly bulging belly, looked down, and thought to herself.
It is said that a daughter is a warm and caring little cotton-padded jacket for her mother, but her reaction during this pregnancy could be said to be almost non-existent.
Could this... really be my daughter
If that's true, wouldn't the house be turned upside down by them
Li Sicheng loves his daughter so much that he can be said to be lawless.
As for my son... he is basically left alone.
Especially Li Jianqian, his biological son, Li Sicheng let him fend for himself and directly threw him to the imperial capital.
Touching her belly, Su Qianci muttered softly, "I think it's a son."
"Humph." Li Sicheng looked at her, "Daughters and sons are the same."
"What are you humming? You just want a daughter. Don't think I don't know." Su Qianci pointed at his nose and said, "Do you know what Da Su likes to eat the most?"
"Eggs."
Su Qianci was surprised, "So you knew? Then do you know what Da Su dislikes eating the most?"
Li Sicheng said disdainfully, "You underestimate me too much. After all, he is my son."
"What is that? Tell me!"
"coriander."
Su Qianci snorted and turned away, "I thought you didn't know."
"How is that possible?" Li Sicheng was helpless. "I even know what Mo Sen likes and dislikes, not to mention that he is my own son."
Su Qianci heard it, looked at Li Sicheng, and said, "Speaking of Mo Sen, I dreamed of Tang Zhenghao last night."
Li Sicheng's eyes fixed as he looked at her.
Su Qianci looked a little frightened and said, "I dreamed that he was killed by Bo Xiao in a fire. There was a huge hole in his head and even his brains were sprayed out. There was also Tang Mengying's mother..."
"Why do you dream about these people for no reason?" Li Sicheng frowned in dissatisfaction and said, "You should quickly forget about these things. There is no point in remembering these people."
"Of course I know, but it's just a dream, what can I do..."
Su Qianci thought for a moment and said, "I wonder how Tang Mengqing is doing now."
"She's a wealthy man in Vietnam." Li Sicheng said, "I've sent people to monitor her. Don't worry, she won't be able to cause any trouble."
"Vietnam?"
"Yeah," Li Sicheng responded, "I'm going home."
He took out the car keys and opened the door.
Su Qianci quickly followed and asked, "You asked someone to monitor her. Does she know it?"
"I don't know. What would happen if I knew?" Li Sicheng opened the car door for her and helped her fasten her seat belt. "My people have become her neighbors."
"Oh... that works too!"
"Yeah." He drove the car slowly and soon set out on the way home.
"Hey, I dreamt about something else last night."
"Um?"
"When Mo Sen grew up, he looked exactly like Tang Mengying. He knew that the tragedy of the Tang family was indirectly caused by us. He hated me very much. He..."
"Mrs. Li," Li Sicheng interrupted her, "I need to remind you of a few things."
Su Qianci blinked but said nothing.
"First, the Tang family's fate was not a tragedy, it was natural."
Li Sicheng held the steering wheel steadily, glanced at her, and said, "There is a saying that goes, if you don't seek death, you won't die. They deserved it. Have you forgotten what they did to you?"
"But… "
"Tang Zhenghao almost killed the two children, Da Su and Er Su. Do you remember?"
(End of this chapter)