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Chapter 9

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Song Ching-wan had always been hot-tempered, but her voice was cold and domineering. "Why did you take so long to answer the phone?"

Lu Junhan played it down. "I was busy just now."

Song Ching-wan sneered. "Busy? I think you just didn't want to answer my call. You were afraid that I would urge you to get married again, right? "

Lu Junhan didn't say anything.

Seeing him like this again, Song Ching-wan was so angry that she almost laughed.

How could she not know that her nephew was insidious, vicious, and vengeful?

When his parents died, the old man had many children and didn't care about him and Lu Enron at all. Therefore, she could only raise him herself.

If it weren't for her raising him, he probably would have impatiently hung up the phone.

Song Ching-wan liked Lu Junhan as much as he hated children and women. Over the years, she had long regarded him and Lu Enron as her own children.

Old people had this common problem — they were anxious to have grandchildren.

She was old, and other families already had grandchildren, but she did not have a single biological child. Lu Junhan hated children and did not interact with women, and Lu Anran was a sickly invalid who could not give birth no matter what. She was very anxious.

"I don't care. If you still don't give me a grandson next year, I'll never let you off! Neighbor Old Wang's dog already had a litter of puppies, but you don't even have a fart! Look at them, and then look at yourself. You're useless. What do you want me to say about you? "

Lu Junhan rubbed his forehead with his fingers and said helplessly, "Have you ever seen anyone compare a person to a dog?"

"You're useless. You're worse than a dog. Why can't I say it?"

Song Ching-wan didn't hold back. This was already the fourth year that she urged him to get married and have a grandson. If she continued to hold back, she would be lucky if she could see Lu Junhan get married in her lifetime, let alone have a grandson.

"Anyway, I'm telling you this. I don't care who you like or who you want to marry. As long as you can give me a chubby grandson next year, don't mention a dog.

Even if his mother is a pig, our Lu Family can still marry him into our family with eight sedan chairs! "

"…"

Had this old woman gone crazy from wanting a grandson?

Song Ching-wan was indeed crazy about having a grandson. Don't ask. If you ask, it means that he has a family to inherit the throne, but he doesn't care about his granddaughter.

Take Lu Junhan's younger sister, Lu Enron, for example. Her weak and incompetent personality made her want to slap her to death. As a result, she did not have a good impression of all the young ladies.

All these years, she had been looking everywhere for a prescription to give birth to a boy. She had found the prescription, but Lu Junhan refused to marry no matter what. She was very worried.

Of course, Song Ching-wan had no idea that after this day, she would give her life to her precious granddaughter.

Lu Junhan: "We'll talk about it later. I have something to do. I'm hanging up."

Seeing that he was being perfunctory again, Song Ching-wan felt helpless. She resisted the urge to scold him and softened her tone:

"Brat, it's not that I want to force you. I'm doing this for your own good."

"You know about your parents' car accident."

"At that time, if they didn't have a son like you, your father's hard work and the Lu clan would have been taken away by your uncles."

"If you accidentally die in the future, you can have a grandson who can inherit your position!"

Lu Junhan was not angry at being cursed to death by her. It was as if he had long been used to his aunt's fiery temper. He said lightly: "I'm not interested. If you want to have a child, you can have one. I don't mind having an uncle."

Song Ching-wan was speechless: "If I could have a child, would I still need to wait for a useless person like you?"

All these years, Song Ching-wan was both a father and a mother. She completely raised Lu Junhan and his younger sister, Lu Enron, as if they were her own children. She spent all her energy on them.

When the two of them were adults and had the ability to take care of themselves, she was already old and had missed the best time to fall in love and get married.

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