Gu Chu: Tsk.

The descendants of the dog father hide under the table and listen to your nonsense.

Do you still have terminal illnesses and live longer? Do you cheat a five-year-old child?

Cheng Qingyun played the emotional card very well. Mr. Song knew his grandson. He had no women around him for many years. Recently, he had an ambiguous relationship with Lu Shanhe. The Song family could really be defeated...

If you want the Song family’s property not to fall into the hands of outsiders, the best way is to give birth to an heir as soon as possible. The most suitable person to give birth to an heir seems to be the only fiancée, Cheng Qingyun, whom Song Chen has recognized.

"So, do you want to marry my grandson?" Mr. Song said to the point.

Cheng Qingyun's tears seemed to fall down without money, and she shook her head weakly, and her face was pale: "It doesn't matter whether she gets married or not. As long as she has his children and can leave blood for the Song family, this is my wish."

Mr. Song looked at Cheng Qingyun deeply, drank tea, but did not reply.

He is not a fool, so of course he can see clearly the young woman's thoughts.

The purpose of being high-sounding is nothing more than: permanently involved with the Song family.

In the past, Mr. Song was still the fox in the shopping mall where interests are paramount, he would definitely consider Cheng Qingyun's suggestions. But now, as he grows older and his children die, Mr. Song's mentality has gradually changed.

He didn't like Cheng Qingyun, a beautiful skin wrapped around her thoughts. The girl didn't say a word of truth, she was eloquent and thoughtful, and didn't know why Song Chen, a bastard, chose her to get engaged.

If Cheng Qingyun really made her into the Song family, Mr. Song had a premonition that the Song family would be completely destroyed by this woman.

"You said, are you suffering from a terminal illness?" Mr. Song slowly drank tea. "What disease is it? Medical technology can't cure it now."

Cheng Qingyun was secretly happy. Mr. Song did not refuse bluntly. It seemed that he still had a chance. Cheng Qingyun wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, his pale little face wanted to speak, and after a while, he said: "Congenital heart disease has become more and more serious in the past two years. The doctor said that the chance of curing is very slim."

Mr. Song: "It's a very poor child, and I don't have much time."

With a little regretful tone, Cheng Qingyun's mouth couldn't stop rising!

This stubborn old man finally felt compassion!

That's great. As long as Mr. Song secretly supports me, I'm just around the corner to get pregnant with Song Chen's child, and I'm just around the corner to get into the Song family! I'll go to the United States to live for two years, lying that the disease is cured.

Mr. Song put down the teacup and said coldly: "You go, our Song family doesn't need you."

Cheng Qingyun's mouth froze:...

"Grandpa Song...you, don't you look down on me?" Cheng Qingyun's eyes were red, and tears burst out of her eyes. "I don't have much time... my only long-cherished wish is to get pregnant with Achen's child."

Mr. Song said calmly: "You have congenital heart disease and have a 3%-16% chance of passing it on to the next generation."

The implication is that you go, our Song family doesn’t need your help spreading blood.

If a child in his life is sick, wouldn’t it be a harm to innocent lives?

Cheng Qingyun:...

Gu Chu, hiding under the table, secretly gave a thumbs up. Grandpa's angle is very clear, and I admire it.

In the original work, Cheng Qingyun has been tying Song Chen with his terminally ill meme, and he gets sick at all. In fact, this woman is not sick at all! She pretends to be sick just to compete with the heroine Gu Manxi for the male lead!
Chapter completed!