Chapter 504 It must be a daughter! It has to be a daughter!
Since Song Lanyin was going to open a martial arts school in Beicheng, she might as well buy some real estate as well.
However, she was unfamiliar with Beicheng, so she asked Shen Qingshu to accompany her to look at the properties.
There's a large penthouse in the building next to the studio that's currently up for sale.
This is a high-end residential community, considered a luxury residence in the city center.
Shen Qingshu took Song Lanyin to see it. It was a fully furnished apartment with a large space and a great view from the 28th floor.
Song Lanyin was very satisfied and made the decision on the spot.
She paid 300 million in full without even blinking when she swiped her card.
For the first time, Shen Qingshu directly experienced how lucrative it was to be a secret agent.
Song Lanyin was very efficient. The day after the property transfer was completed, she went to the furniture store and picked out all the furniture and curtains in one afternoon.
In just three days, the house was completely transformed.
Shen Qingshu said that the newly purchased furniture and curtains still contained some formaldehyde, so she helped her contact a professional formaldehyde removal team to come to her home.
These past few days, Song Lanyin has still been staying at the Lijiang Villa.
Four days passed in the blink of an eye, busy as bees.
During these four days, Wen Jingxi had to be busy with work and also had to go back to take care of and comfort Old Master Wen. He could only secretly drive to Lijiang Villa every night after Old Master Wen was asleep.
Tonight is no different.
At midnight, the sound of a car came from the courtyard again.
In the master bedroom on the second floor, Shen Qingshu had just fallen asleep when she vaguely heard the sound of a car. She slowly opened her eyes.
Unsurprisingly, the person was pulled into Fu Siyan's arms.
It was too hot to sleep cuddling in this summer heat, so she raised her hand and pushed Fu Siyan's shoulder.
Fu Siyan closed his eyes, his voice languid with sleepiness, "Hmm? Want some water?"
"No, loosen your grip a little."
Fu Siyan didn't loosen his grip even slightly, but lowered his head slightly and gently kissed her forehead with his thin lips, his voice warm and doting: "What's wrong?"
"It's hot." Shen Qingshu sighed. "It's so hot I can't sleep."
"Can't sleep?" Fu Siyan slipped his hand under her skirt, slowly roaming over it. "How about we do some exercise?"
Shen Qingshu: "..."
She shouldn't have woken up.
"Stop messing around." Shen Qingshu grasped his restless hand. "I think I just heard a car."
"Hmm." Fu Siyan heard it too. "It must be Teacher Wen again."
“He must be exhausted these past few days.” Shen Qingshu sighed softly. “Fortunately, Ayin is a rational person. She understands Xiao Wen and doesn’t blame Grandpa Wen.”
“This is also related to her profession.” Fu Siyan took her hand in his large hand and placed it on his waist and abdomen.
Her hands were moving restlessly, yet her tone was completely serious, "You don't need to worry about them. A-Yin is committed to Teacher Wen. As long as Teacher Wen doesn't let A-Yin down, no matter how much Grandpa Wen objects, A-Yin will never back down."
"I didn't expect Grandpa Wen to be so stubborn."
"It could also be due to the influence of others."
"You mean..." Shen Qingshu was startled when her palm suddenly felt a burning sensation. She tried to pull her hand back, but the man held it tightly, not letting her back down an inch.
Shen Qingshu's cheeks flushed bright red. "Fu Siyan, are you ever going to stop?!"
"Ah Shu, can you sleep?"
Shen Qingshu closed her eyes. "I'm going to sleep."
"But it woke up."
Shen Qingshu: "..."
In the dimly lit room, the large bed throbbed rhythmically.
The night was deep, and it wasn't just this elderly couple who were sinking into despair...
In the guest bedroom on the east side of the third floor, in the bathroom, a woman's slender fingers were pressed tightly against the cold tiles, her fingertips turning white.
Behind her, Wen Jingxi lowered his head and gently bit her earlobe.
"Sister Ayin, my grandfather agreed."
Song Lanyin squinted, the hot water above her head splashing onto her porcelain-like face, the flush on her cheeks brought on by him.
"Wh-what?"
As soon as he entered the house, he carried her into the bathroom and pinned her down in the shower, making love to her relentlessly.
But then he stopped when her mind went blank and started saying something nonsensical.
“My grandfather promised to let me take you back tomorrow.”
Song Lanyin was taken aback.
"Your grandfather...?" Song Lanyin's eyelashes trembled slightly, "...gave up his mind?"
"Yes, he agreed." Wen Jingxi turned her over and lowered his head to kiss her lips deeply. "Sister Ayin, I'm so happy. Are you happy?"
Song Lanyin smiled, her fair and slender arms encircling the man's neck, and she kissed him on tiptoe, saying, "I'm happy, I'm very happy."
Wen Jingxi's heart pounded wildly. He grabbed the back of her head with his large hand and kissed her passionately.
That night, they were locked in a passionate embrace. In the throes of passion, the man softened his voice and shamelessly coaxed her, "Sister Ayin, if we have a daughter in the future, we'll name her Wen Aisong, okay?"
"..."
Song Lanyin's mind was in a mess, but she wasn't completely confused by him. "What, what if it's a son?"
“There’s no ‘what if’.” Wen Jingxi frowned, his tone firm: “I’m the father, and I have a feeling I will have a daughter in the future!”
"Your grandfather...your grandfather might prefer sons?"
"Let's have a daughter first. If you want to have more children later, we'll have a son. If you don't want to have any more, then we'll just have a daughter." Wen Jingxi repeatedly emphasized, "Anyway, I'm determined to have a daughter!"
"..."
Song Lanyin was sent to the top in a moment of silence.
This farce finally came to an end at 3 a.m.
After the two finished washing up and lay down on the bed, Song Lanyin, with her last bit of consciousness, said, "Get up early tomorrow and come with me to buy some things for your grandfather."
"Okay." Wen Jingxi saw that she was extremely sleepy but still thinking about bringing a gift to see her grandfather, and his heart softened. He lowered his head and gently kissed her forehead. "Go to sleep. I'll wake you up tomorrow."
Upon hearing this, Song Lanyin was completely relieved and fell into a deep sleep.
…
The two of them got up at eight o'clock the next day, had breakfast, and went straight to the mall.
Song Lanyin bought food and clothes for Grandpa Wen, a total of more than a dozen bags, all of them high-end brands, afraid that buying the wrong things or too little would be impolite.
In the end, it was Wen Jingxi who stopped her.
"A small gift is fine, but my grandfather can't possibly use all of these!"
"It's never a bad thing to be polite!" Song Lanyin said with a smile. "I don't really understand the etiquette of your wealthy family, so I just wanted to buy more so that your grandfather could see my sincerity."
"Just be yourself." Wen Jingxi looked at her and sighed softly, "Our Ayin is so good. Grandpa will know how good you are after he spends more time with you."
Song Lanyin knew he was trying to comfort her, but hearing his words still made her feel sweet inside.
...
At 10:00 AM, the white Range Rover drove into Yungui.
A Maybach was already parked in the yard.
Wen Jingxi glanced at the license plate and frowned slightly.
I've never seen this car before.
With doubts in his heart, he took Song Lanyin's hand and walked into the house.
The living room was bustling with activity, filled with laughter and conversation.
Grandpa Wen sat on the sofa, with Yu Xin and Yu Yashi sitting beside him, and opposite the three of them sat a noblewoman wearing a champagne-colored embroidered cheongsam.
The group's laughter and conversation abruptly stopped when Wen Jingxi and Song Lanyin arrived.
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