Can this kind of thing be calculated on the basis of being at the bottom
Feng Ling was stunned, and the air fell into silence again.
"I have had a dream since I was a child. I would find a woman I like, give birth to a son or a daughter, and give it to those four old men, so that they can feel the family ties two generations apart and see if they dare to whip me with a belt. Great-grandson." Li Nanheng covered his eyes, shook his head for a while, and said solemnly: "I don't know if they can live to such a day."
Feng Ling: "..."
With that said, Li Nanheng let her go, stood up and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window. Facing the direction of the window in the darkness and blur in front of him, his back was filled with a trace of helplessness and forbearance, as if he was washed up with blood in the river of Israel. The man downstream dragged his heavy footsteps and slowly looked at the sky.
Then he shook his head symbolically to show that he was really going through many changes in his heart.
Feng Ling stroked his forehead and was defeated: "Bang, baby, baby, didn't you take any contraceptive measures last night? You got it in, and I didn't plan to take medicine. I just let it happen. If I really get pregnant, I will give birth!"
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"You just agreed?" Qin Shuke looked in disbelief at Feng Ling, who always seemed very calm when it came to relationships, actually agreeing to have a child.
Feng Ling and Li Nanheng had arrived in New York from Los Angeles for two days. Li Nanheng was still waiting for surgery at Dr. Yorkser's. This doctor was indeed very reliable. He only saw him all morning yesterday and confirmed that it could be cured. He just needed a simple surgery. For minor surgery, the postoperative recovery period is about four or three days before you can be discharged from the hospital.
Equivalent to the week that Mr. Mo and Dr. Qin bought for him, Li Nanheng could complete his eye surgery and return to Los Angeles directly after being discharged from the hospital.
However, Li Nanheng did not let her guard him in the hospital. He only told her to go back to Feng's house or Qin Shuke's place to wait for news about him. Qin Shuke happened to know that she had returned to New York, so he went directly to the hospital and sent her to the hospital. Feng Ling took him back to the company.
She hadn't returned to the company for a long time, and now the place was no longer completely under her control. Feng Ling also wore a mask when she entered to avoid being recognized by the employees, and successfully entered the office that now belonged to Qin Shuke.
"After all, he is going to have eye surgery soon, and he needs to be in a good mood during the recovery period after the operation, and this kind of thing is just left to chance. If I take birth control pills at this time, he will probably jump off the operating table. Choke me to death." Feng Ling sat on the sofa in the office, flipping through recent company documents, and felt a headache after reading for a while.
How did she survive in this pile of documents in the past few years? This is really not suitable for her. It will give her a headache after watching it for a while, and it will probably hurt her eyes after watching it for a while.
"You are willing to be by his side now. He treats you like a little bitch and hurts you so much that he dares to pinch you." Qin Shuke scolded: "But I still suggest that you wait until his eyes recover before considering giving birth. The problem of not having children... otherwise he won’t be able to get involved in changing diapers for the children.”
"I'm not pregnant now, so I didn't think too much about it. What's more, if I'm ten months pregnant, if I really get pregnant one day, maybe he will be happy and the congestion that is pressing on the optic nerve will be stimulated and disappear." Feng Ling said as he put it down. The company document in his hand was actually just a casual joke, and then he said seriously: "Now I have reached the age to get married and start a family. In the past, I could squander a few more years because of my youth. But now that I think about it, it is really true. It’s a waste of time.”
"This man Li Nanheng is like a lone wolf. I'm afraid you are the only one in the world who will not be completely eaten alive in front of him. Most people really can't suppress a person like him."
"Really?" Feng Ling curled her lips, remembering that Li Nanheng had called her little wolf girl several times as a joke.
The wolf's nature is to be loyal, just like her loyalty to the XI base, and her loyalty to Li Nanheng, just like he is to her. If she was destined to be with the wolf since she was a child, she really doesn't mind having a child with Li Nanheng. Little wolf cub.
Feng Ling's cell phone rang at this moment. The call was from the Feng family. She took a quick look and picked up the call.
Mrs. Feng's voice came over the phone: "My dear granddaughter, have you returned to New York? Grandma has something to tell you. Should we go find you, or should you come home?"
"I'm here in Shu Ke. I can go home directly." Feng Ling heard Mrs. Feng's voice. Although they had only known each other for a few years, she was still very kind to this grandma and her voice became much softer: "What is it?" Is it important?"
"It's nothing. The main reason is that people from the Wen family heard about little Momo and sent people to ask for the child. Although they are from the Wen family, you don't mean that Wen Leqing specially handed over the child to you, nor did he give it to you. Go back to the Wen family and explain that there are some problems, so we don't dare to hand the child over to them. The Wen family has been sending people over frequently recently, and I don't feel reassured. It just so happens that you are back."
Feng Ling was silent for a moment: "I understand, I'll go back later."
"What's wrong?" Seeing Feng Ling put down the phone and stood up to leave, Qin Shuke sat behind a pile of documents on the desk and raised his eyes to look at her.
"Little Momo's problem, let me go take a look. You can help me keep an eye on the hospital."
"Okay, if there is any news from Li Nanheng, he will definitely contact you as soon as possible." Qin Shuke gave her a don't bully me single person expression: "The driver is downstairs, don't drive by yourself, let me The driver will take you back."
Feng Ling nodded and left directly.
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Back at Feng's house, little Momo was sitting in the yard playing with a toy car in the small pile of sand specially made for him. When he heard the sound of a car outside, he didn't even look outside. He turned to face inside and shouted: "Tai." Grandma! I have a car!"
There was a servant guarding the side. When he saw Feng Ling coming back, he quickly nodded to her.
Feng Ling smiled and looked at little Momo again. Sure enough, he just shouted. In less than two minutes, Mrs. Feng walked out quickly, as if she was afraid that the child would be taken away by some random person. Similar.
As soon as he saw it was Feng Ling, his expression immediately relaxed: "Come back so soon?"
Feng Ling nodded, then walked to Little Momo, leaned in front of the child and looked at him: "Little Momo, we haven't seen you for a few months, do you still remember Auntie?"
Little Momo then raised her attention from the small toy car in her hand. The moment she saw Feng Ling, she was stunned at first, then grinned, and suddenly jumped up and threw herself into her arms: "Sister... "
"Oh my little ancestor, your hands are full of sand and you haven't washed them yet!" Seeing that Feng Ling's clothes were stained in an instant, the servant patted his thigh and shouted, and hurried forward to wash it off. The child pulls away.
"It's okay. I have some clothes at home. I'll just change them later." Feng Ling said as he picked up the little thing, lowered his head and kissed his little face.