"Old man, if our son had married Wang Qianyu, wouldn't we have had our first grandson a long time ago?" Zhang Fengrong was full of fantasies, with a slight smile on his face.
Cheng Dayu sighed deeply. In fact, he also wanted to hold his grandson as soon as possible. Even though Zheng Xinyi's miscarriage was understandable, he still felt a little upset.
"Everything is fate, don't think too much about it." Cheng Dayu frowned and persuaded.
"I don't think this is fate. I heard that Wang Qianyu still has no partner. I guess she still can't let go of our Haoyu." Zhang Fengrong became excited when talking about this topic.
Cheng Dayu was slightly stunned: "What do you mean? No matter whether she still has Haoyu in her heart, it's impossible for them to be together."
Zhang Fengrong rolled his eyes at him and said with a sinister smile, "Why is it impossible? Go and call Haoyu in."
"I'm warning you, don't mess it up." Cheng Dayu reminded and got up and left the house.
A moment later, Cheng Haoyu pushed the door open and walked in, saying softly, "Mom, Dad said you were looking for me?"
"Well, son, come and sit here. Mom has something to discuss with you." Zhang Fengrong patted the seat next to her and said with a smile.
Cheng Haoyu felt a little strange and sat beside her with a confused look on his face.
"Son, Mom wants to discuss something with you." Zhang Fengrong said with a smile.
Cheng Haoyu was stunned at first, then smiled slightly: "Mom, what's the matter? Look how happy you are."
"Mom wants you to marry Wang Qianyu." Zhang Fengrong expressed her thoughts directly.
Cheng Haoyu felt like he was struck by a hammer and immediately jumped up: "Mom, what are you talking about?"
"Hasn't what I said been clear enough? If Zheng Xinyi can't give us a grandson, then isn't it normal for you to marry one?" Zhang Fengrong asked as if it was a matter of course.
Cheng Haoyu looked helpless: "No, Mom, this isn't ancient times, and I'm not an emperor with three harems and six courtyards to marry. I only have Xinyi, and that's enough. Besides, Wang Qianyu is a virgin, how can she marry a remarried man like me? Wouldn't that make the villagers laugh at me?"
"Son, as long as you agree to marry Wang Qianyu, I will take care of everything else." Zhang Fengrong said seriously.
"Mom, stop making trouble. I can't possibly marry Wang Qianyu. It wasn't possible then, it's impossible now, and it will be even more impossible in the future. Don't mention this matter again in the future." Cheng Haoyu warned solemnly.
"Son, this is all for your own good..."
"Mom, stop talking. This is simply impossible. Give up this idea immediately." Cheng Haoyu didn't give her a chance to speak.
Seeing his resolute attitude, Zhang Fengrong immediately became frowning.
"Dad, why are you sitting in the lobby? Is Mom feeling better?" Zheng Xinyi asked, holding the medicine soup she had just prepared.
"Oh! She's fine. What's this?" Cheng Dayu asked, pointing at the medicine in her hand.
"I made some medicine for my mother to clear away heat and reduce inflammation." Zheng Xinyi responded with a smile.
Cheng Dayu smiled and nodded: "Go! Send it in!"
Zheng Xinyi felt something was wrong with the atmosphere in the inner room. It seemed as if the mother and son had just had an argument, and both of them had tense faces.
Zheng Xinyi glanced at Cheng Haoyu, then handed the medicine over: "Mom, are you feeling better? This is the medicine I made specially for you to clear away heat and relieve inflammation. Drink it while it's hot!"
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