But Jiang Rong had no milk, so she could only feed her with formula.
After chatting with Jiang Rong for a while, Wu Qiao left.
She is also pregnant and cannot sit for a long time because she will feel back pain.
Chen Jingang had just returned from abroad and asked Bian Boyan for a few days of vacation, intending to stay at home with his young wife.
Bian Boyan agreed.
So, the two of them were just like an ordinary couple, going shopping, buying groceries, strolling in the park, and playing with birds.
But Wu Qiao was wearing a mask and her long hair was tied behind her head. If you didn’t look carefully, you really couldn’t tell it was her.
After all, wearing loose clothes hides the body shape.
At first glance, she really looks like a fat girl, but her steps are a little slow.
"I heard from Liang Yi that Liang Jing is planning to get married with him?"
Two people were sitting by the Xinghai Park in Bincheng. There were pedestrians shopping nearby, and some occasionally stopped here to rest.
There is a large fountain in the middle of Xinghai Park. It starts to spray after 11 o'clock in the day. Many children like to play here.
There were many long rows of wooden chairs around, and Wu Qiao and Chen Jingang sat on one of them. Wu Qiao leaned on her man's shoulders and ate ice cream leisurely.
Yes, ice cream.
She coaxed and begged for a long time before Chen Jingang agreed to eat only a few small bites.
When Wu Qiao heard the other party mention Liang Yi and Liang Jing, he turned his attention back from the ice cream.
"Yes, Beibei is getting older day by day, and she's so smart. She's been a child model and acted on TV since she was young. She definitely needs someone to support her. Besides, these two already have feelings for each other.
Liang Yi has been grinding for more than three years, and it’s almost there.”
Liang Beibei is going to start elementary school in September, and she can't let her classmates think that she comes from a single-parent family, so Liang Jing agreed to get married with Liang Yi.
The one who was happiest when the two of them got their marriage certificate was Liang Beibei.
I thought I had a father in a legitimate way.
Seeing her child happy, Liang Jing gave up the idea of getting married and then divorced, even though she was still a little resistant.
She just made three rules with Liang Yi, requiring him to continue working after marriage.
As long as they can get a certificate, Liang Yi will agree to anything.
So, the two of them are quite harmonious.
"The Liang family's position in the capital is becoming increasingly sensitive. Although Liang Yi has always been in charge of the Liang family, he is an adopted son after all. Liang Jing might be able to help after he returns. Otherwise, he will be suppressed by many people."
These were what Chen Jingang heard from Yang Mao when he followed Bian Boyan in Shangjing.
Yang Mao told him that the leader had all the information about Wu Qiao and him, including his friends and family.
"Do you mean that Liang Yi's Taishang Entertainment will also suffer misfortune?"
"Tai Shang Entertainment is just a small company under the Liang Group. Do you think Liang Yi could have gotten to where he is today just by relying on Tai Shang Entertainment?"
Wu Qiao looked at Chen Jingang sideways, extremely serious.
He didn't answer for a long time.
Although the two have only been together for a few years, they have experienced a lot during that time. In short, they have spent very little time together.
But Chen Jingang still understood what Wu Qiao was thinking.
He lowered his eyes and patted the other person's hand, "ZZ is like this. If you are not in the same camp, you will be suppressed sooner or later."
No one can do anything about it, including him. After all, there is a big boss above him. If he doesn't speak up, it's useless even if the people below him make a fuss.
In the end, those who deserve to be killed will be killed.
"Then wait for it to fall?"
"Otherwise, but maybe you can beg for mercy, and Bian Boyan will fall for your soft words."
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