Ethically speaking.

Compared with Ma Juzi, Sun Zhaocai and Ding Erzhu have a closer relationship with him.

One is the son of his sworn brother, and the other is his godson-in-law. Yang Jun prefers them both in terms of blood and emotions.

Although Ma Juzi has a good relationship with him, after all, there is no blood connection.

As long as they are not related by blood, the emotions between them are far apart.

Since Yang Jun can take care of him, there is no reason why he should not take care of his nephew and son-in-law.

If one day he really encounters danger, Sun Zhaocai and Ding Erzhu will definitely die for him without hesitation.

But can Ma Juzi do it?

The answer is obvious.

If Ma Juzi was still his bodyguard, this might be possible.

But, it's different now.

Ma Juzi has gone into business, and has become tactful as a businessman. If Yang Jun is really in danger, at that moment of crisis, the first thing he will consider is not Yang Jun, but himself.

In Yang Jun's position, his criteria for evaluating people are not just based on family ties and blood connections. Sometimes, the guards around him are even more reliable than his brothers and sisters.

Therefore, Yang Jun will never treat those who work hard for him badly and will try his best to find opportunities to benefit them.

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"No, please tell her not to come again."

Yang Jun was eating and heard from Yi Qiushui that Yang Yu had come over to apologize. He refused without thinking.

After hearing this, Yi Qiushui's face became very embarrassed.

However, the corners of his mouth slightly curved.

Seeing Yang Jun maintaining the dignity of her eldest sister-in-law in this way, she felt happy.

"If you don't see me, you'll see me. Why are you yelling?"

Yi Qiushui put her hands on her slightly bulging belly and said with an angry look on her face: "You are not afraid of scaring my son."

"You didn't check, how did you know it was your son?"

Seeing her mention this matter again, Yang Jun immediately held his head in pain.

"Of course it's a son. I'm a doctor and I've given birth to a baby before. I knew I was pregnant with a son this time without checking."

Facing the unreasonable Yi Qiushui, Yang Jun could only agree,

"Yes, you are right, I am definitely pregnant with a son this time."

Although women say boys and girls are the same, everyone wants to have a boy.

Having a boy means that everything is possible and it is also a guarantee for the future.

Boys are like nuclear weapons, you can use them, but you can't live without them.

A girl can never replace a boy's status. Even though they have the same surname and the same bloodline, in terms of legal principles and bloodline inheritance, the role of girls can never be compared to that of boys.

"Sister Qiu Shui's belly is so pointed and she likes to eat sour food. It turns out she is pregnant with a boy," Huang Yani said.

In terms of family inheritance, as a concubine, no one dares to say that the first wife cannot have a boy.

Whether it was for their own sake or for the inheritance of her husband's family, they all hoped that Yi Qiushui would be pregnant with a boy.

Although, they also hope that their children can inherit the family business.

"That's for sure. Sister Qiu Shui's baby is definitely a boy." Meng Wenya said.

"Who says it isn't? Look at the fetal movement. It's so loud. What else could it be if it wasn't a boy?" Nalan Qingmeng said.

The women began to flatter Yi Qiushui.

Regardless of whether she can give birth to a boy or not, no pregnant woman refuses auspicious words from others, especially when it comes to such a big event as giving birth to a child.

"Sister Qiushui..."

Yang Qingxiang saw that everyone else was flattering, but she was the only one left. She was not willing to be left behind, for fear that her neglect would misunderstand Yi Qiushui.

"Okay, stop talking, look at how stupid you are." Yang Jun said with a smile.

Yang Qingxiang is an honest and fawning person. She grew up in a rural area and met a family like her three uncles and three aunts. She has a very low self-esteem.

And because he usually doesn't go out or make a single step, and rarely socializes, he seems to be particularly clumsy.

"You're laughing at me again."

Yang Qingxiang blushed and pursed her lips, but her eyes looked at Yi Qiushui full of apology.

Seeing this, Yi Qiushui held her hand and said, "Sister Qingxiang, you don't have to say anything. I understand how you feel."

"You are a kind person, and you always have good intentions for everyone. Even if you don't say it, I have received your kindness."

When Yang Qingxiang heard this, her face became very excited.

She was very grateful to Yi Qiushui for her understanding.

Nothing has ever moved her more than understanding.

"Thank you, Sister Qiu Shui, uh... ugh..."

Yang Qingxiang suddenly leaned forward, feeling like she was vomiting.

Her face turned red and she couldn't vomit no matter how hard she vomited.

When everyone saw this, they were stunned for a moment and then relieved.

"This is pregnancy again."

A group of women smacked their lips with envy on their faces.

Yang Qingxiang gave birth to two children in total for Yang Jun, son Yang Chengcai and daughter Yang Chengxun.

If you include this, she is the one who gave birth to the most children for Yang Jun among many women.

Mother is more valuable than her son.

If you want to gain a foothold in this family, you must have more children. Only by spreading its branches and leaves can her big tree stand firm.

"No... I will, I just rested in my yard when Lao Yang was tired from the last fight..."

Facing the looks of all the women, Yang Qingxiang was as embarrassed as a child who had done something wrong.

Especially Yi Qiushui's unclear attitude in her eyes made her feel even more frightened.

One of her concubines actually gave birth to more children than the first wife. This would be fine if she met a kind-hearted first wife, but if she met a jealous one, the consequences would be unpredictable.

When she thought of this, she became even more frightened.

This scene was seen by Yi Qiushui.

She didn't blame her, but took her hand and said,

"Sister, this is a good thing."

"Good thing?"

Yang Qingxiang raised her head nervously and asked.

"Of course it's a good thing. Sister, I want to thank you. Thank you for opening up branches and leaves for the old Yang family."

"We have lived together for two years. Sister, I think you all know what kind of person I am."

"I am not a jealous woman. Although I envy you for your great contribution to the old Yang family, please rest assured that I will only be happy for you and will not do anything to harm you mother and son."

After saying that, he looked up at the other women and said,

"The same goes for you. I wish you would spread more branches and leaves for Lao Yang."

"Thank you sister."

All the women said in unison.

Facing the well-educated and considerate head sister in front of them, they could only be grateful.

When Yi Qiushui heard this, she smiled knowingly.

"Okay, we are all a family, why are you talking about this?"

After saying that, he said to Meng Wenya, Nalan Qingmeng, Huang Yani and the others,

"It's not convenient for me and sister Qingxiang right now. I'll leave it to you to take care of Lao Yang from now on."

"I am willing to serve my sister." The three girls said in unison.

"Giggle!"

Afterwards, all the women were amused by the scene and laughed.

The girls laughed for a while.

Yi Qiushui suddenly said solemnly: "It's a joke, but I hope you will continue your efforts and contribute more to the old Yang family."
To be continued...