“......”

When Lu Dingnian heard that it was a twin, his eyes drooped slightly, and suddenly, they lit up.

He seemed to remember what his wife had said to him when she was dying.

"And hand the lotus, the son of twins, this is God bless the Lu family, the prime year, that is a blessing."

And he jokingly said at that time: "How old are we, and how old are we, and how old are we?" ”

"Ahem... Ahem..."

After waiting for Lu Dingnian to be silent for a long time, Zhao Chengcheng coughed slightly.

"Lu Zijiao, you want this child, what should we do with Feiyan?"

Lu Ziyi understood what Zhao Zhengcheng meant, but he didn't take him seriously.

He glanced at the past with a cold brow, and didn't say a word of ruthlessness to the other party.

"My child, what does it have to do with Zhao Feiyan?"

That cough made Lu Dingnian wake up from his past memories.

"Damn, you think about it and make a decision."

"It's been said, the child must." Only Lu Zi knew by himself how he asked for this child.

He even thought that if it weren't for God's fulfillment, how could they possibly have it!

Lu Dingnian was angry not because of the child in the woman's belly, but because of the tone and way of his grandson's speech.

He raised his wrist and gave Lu Zi a heavy slap.

"Lu Zilian, did I teach you like this, talking to the elders?"

Lu Zi relied on his eyes that were like ten thousand years of ice, and glanced at the Zhao family sharply and murderously.

Then he quickly lowered his head, breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "Grandpa, my grandson is wrong." ”

Lu Dingnian looked condescendingly, kneeling at his grandson, but for the sake of a woman, he actually said the wrong thing to me twice, is this a little ......

When thinking of this, Lu Dingnian unconsciously glanced at the woman on the bed again.

It felt familiar.

Like that time, the short-haired woman in the newspaper looked at his grandson again.

Damn, you make such a mistake because you like this woman.

Or is this woman heart. Machine. It's heavy and makes it. Plan. strategy, used means, design, trapped. Harm. of you.

"You mean it wrong, you're saying that you have affection for this woman?"

Lu Ziyi knew that what he was going to say next would completely hurt, and he was unprepared and extremely sensitive and vulnerable.

But if he didn't say something like that, their children, and she would never be by his side, and her little Nizi would .......

Lu Zi leaned in his heart and said sorry silently, his face sank: "Grandson, no. Move. Love, just create and make people, drunk... Yes... For...! ”

“......”

After hearing Lu Zi say no, moved. Love, just create people, wine. After. Target. Yes. for a moment.

Shen Jiani pulled Han Ziling's hand, she was shaking, and then cold sweat broke out all over her body.

Just yesterday, this man confessed to her and said so many things he liked her, why did such a group of people come, and he changed, so which one is the real you?

"Really?" Lu Dingnian glanced at the woman, whose face turned very pale in vain, and asked his grandson.

Lu Zi leaned on the slightly moving neck, slowly raised his head, his face was as calm as water, and he couldn't see any emotional fluctuations and said: "Grandson doesn't deceive grandpa, and she has no relationship at all!" ”

……

Shen Jiani's clenched hand from Han Ziling's hand. Draw out. came out, covering the position of his heart, and the pain seemed to be unable to breathe.

It turned out that he was and still was just joking to me.

It's ridiculous like her, she takes the joke so seriously, and she stupidly thinks that this person has some true feelings for her.