Since they went to Yun City, she took Rong Yu to several psychological consultations, but the results were mediocre.
He was still unwilling to speak and still afraid of strangers.
After arriving in Beijing, Rong Yun often took him out. Although the little guy was timid, he would occasionally speak.
Maybe he knew that there were relatives in this city who were connected to him by blood.
Xiao Rongyu didn't say anything, just nodded slightly and continued eating the cake.
"Xiao Yun, where are you going to live with your child? Come back to your aunt's house and live with her. She can take care of you and Xiao Yu." Wen Yi's heart was broken by the well-behaved and lovely grandson.
Rong Yun shook her head. She didn't want Gu Ting to know about the existence of this child, at least not now.
"Auntie, thank you. I've hired a live-in nanny to take care of Xiaoyu. She lives in the Jinlan Apartments in the south of the city. Don't worry, it's very safe there."
Wen Yi sighed and cursed his disappointing son eight hundred times in his heart. He had such a good daughter-in-law and grandson, but he didn't take good care of them.
"Auntie respects you, but I'll come over occasionally to take care of you and the children, and you can't refuse."
Rong Yun nodded. She trusted the Gu family more than outsiders.
"Child, as long as you want, the door of the Gu family will always be open for you."
Rong Yun brought little Rong Yu out to buy clothes today, but because of the sudden appearance of a few people, they didn't manage to buy any clothes.
Rong Yun was holding the child, and Wen Yi held her arm tightly, insisting on taking them and their child to the mall.
So, Wen Yi and a few others kept shopping in the mall. In the meeting room of Gu Group, Gu Hangsen's mobile phone kept popping up consumption information.
He smiled and gestured to continue the meeting. The more his wife and daughter spent, the more motivated he was to make money.
The fighting power of these women is really not to be underestimated. They can stay around for two hours.
Wen Yi asked Rong Yun to leave her address at the mall and have the goods delivered to her door, and then took a few people to dinner.
The man in the Nanyuan study looked at the clock on the wall and then at the pinned person on WeChat.
Ji Chengzhou's expression turned cold. He returned to Nanyuan after being discharged from the hospital early this morning.
In the afternoon, the little girl acted coquettishly and wanted to go shopping, but he refused to let her go, saying that he was a patient and needed to recuperate.
The second hand turned another circle, and Ji Chengzhou couldn't bear it anymore and picked up his phone and went downstairs.
"Master, where are you going?"
Aunt Ning heard the noise and came out from the kitchen. She was afraid that Lu Nanying would be hungry in the middle of the night, so she prepared some food in advance.
"It's too late. I'll go pick up the baby."
After Ji Chengzhou finished speaking, he called out to Ji Feng and left.
Aunt Ning glanced at the clock which showed just eight o'clock, smiled, shook her head and went back to the kitchen.
Ever since he knew that Lu Nanying was pregnant, Ji Feng was demoted from Ji Chengzhou's personal assistant to Lu Nanying's personal driver.
When Lu Nanying went out today, Jiang He came to pick her up, so naturally she didn't drive.
As luck would have it, when Ji Chengzhou just arrived at the underground parking lot of the shopping mall, a familiar military Land Rover stopped next to his car.
After the three got off the car, they looked at each other and walked into the elevator side by side.
Ji Chengzhou tilted his head and glanced at Jingxing, "Aren't you two going back to the army?"
Jingxing smiled and reached out to press the number four, "I'm here to pick up my wife, your cousin's wife, is that not okay?"
Ji Chengzhou's face was almost as pale as the elevator button, and Jingxing knew where his wife was.
His wife didn't reply to any of his messages.
Well done, really well done.
Lu Nanjing looked at Ji Chengzhou with a gloomy face, clenched his fist and put it to his mouth, grinning secretly.
Led by Jingxing, the three of them walked into a Cantonese restaurant, and Jingxing pushed open one of the private rooms with familiarity.
Wen Yi, who was sitting opposite the door, had his eyes light up. "He just left for a while, and he's already following me eagerly."
The three of them fell silent. How long had it been? It was already past eight in the evening, two in the afternoon.
Everyone moved their seats, and the three of them sat next to their wives.
When he sat down, he saw Rong Yun feeding the baby and was shocked.
"This child..." Jingxing spoke first, but was interrupted by Jiang He.
"Honey, have you eaten?"
The word "husband" has made Jingxing so obsessed that she has lost her mind, so she doesn't care whose child this is.
He nodded and picked up the serving chopsticks on the table to pick up some food for Jiang He.
But Ji Chengzhou started picking up food and feeding Lu Nanying soup as soon as he sat down.
He stared at Rong Yun and her son for a long time, then suddenly put down his chopsticks and picked up his cell phone.
A small hand reached out and snatched the phone away. "What are you doing? Don't tell Brother Gu Ting secretly."
Ji Chengzhou shook his head lovingly, without stopping to feed her.
Gu Ting has really lived in vain. His son is already so grown up, but he didn't even notice it. He deserves to be single.
The three men tacitly agreed not to tell Gu Ting, who was about to become a father.
After dinner, Wen Yi sent Rong Yun and her son home, and the others were picked up.
Ji Feng was waiting in the underground parking lot. When he saw Ji Chengzhou coming out with someone in his arms, he immediately got out of the car and opened the door.
The man covered the girl's head with his big hand and carefully escorted her into the car. Then he glared at the servile Ji Feng and got in the car.
"Brother Gu Ting is such a scumbag, you have no idea how miserable Sister Rong Yun is."
Lu Nanying leaned on Ji Chengzhou, scolding Gu Ting while feeling sorry for Rong Yun.
As her emotions started to flare up, tears started to fall again, which scared Mr. Ji a lot.
"What's wrong? Why is Rong Yun so sad for no reason?"
Pregnant women express their emotions freely. Ji Chengzhou has figured it out in the past few days. No matter why she cries, just comfort her.
The silver-gray Gust parked in the Nanyuan garage. Ji Feng hurriedly got out of the car and opened the door. Ji Chengzhou carried the sleeping Lu Nanying upstairs.
She went shopping all day today, which was very tiring for her in the early stages of pregnancy.
Ji Chengzhou put the person on the bed, carefully took off his clothes, changed into a comfortable nightgown, and gently tucked in the corners of the quilt.
The man traced the girl's beautiful cherry lips with his slender fingers. He couldn't help but lean over and give her a kiss. He stood up with a helpless look on his face, turned off the lights, and went to the study.
He wanted to give Lu Nanying a bath, but considering the special circumstances, he was afraid of hurting her, so he gave up.
In the study, Ji Chengzhou looked at the email sent by Jiang Yi, made a video call to him and began to explain the details.
When he returned to his room, it was already 11 o'clock. As soon as he entered the room, he found that half of the quilt that had been covering him was now on the floor.
Moreover, the little girl's nightgown had been rolled up to her waist, and Ji Chengzhou's breathing suddenly became rapid.
He hasn't eaten meat for nearly two months since he went to Country M. Now he can't eat it even if he wants to. Staring at it like this, he feels like he's about to burn.
He took a few deep breaths, pulled down Lu Nanying's nightgown, covered her with the quilt, and lay on her neck, nibbling gently.
"Baby, you're really killing me."
He walked into the bathroom in a disorderly manner, not caring about the wounds on his body, and turned on the cold water to pour from head to toe. He had no self-control in front of Lu Nanying.
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