Chapter 1556
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Luo Sang was speechless. She felt like ten thousand horses were galloping through her heart.
She held a spicy chicken wing in her hand and did not have the courage to bite into it.
"I don't want to change my husband. I just want to eat chicken wings." Luo Sang took a big bite.
Nian Junting turned to the three children and said, "Be careful, your mother might have maggots coming out of her mouth."
The three children moved away from Luo Sang in fear.
Luo Sang was speechless.
In the end, everyone wanted to eat the family bucket, but Nian Junting made it so that there was still a big bucket left. No one dared to touch it.
After dinner, Yan Yan missed her mother, grandmother, and father a little. She sat on the sofa and looked out of the window gloomily. Seeing that she was unhappy, Little Apple and Yan Jin pulled Yan Yan to play ball indoors.
Nian Junting looked at the three children. In fact, Yan Jin and Yan Su looked a little similar. Little Apple looked more like Luo Sang, Yan Yan looked like Mo Liuxi, and Mo Liuxi looked like Luo Sang. Standing together, the three of them looked a little similar.
He crossed his legs and glanced at Luo Sang, who was peeling fruits for the children. He was really worried about her intelligence. It had been so long. Hadn't she noticed anything? He said deliberately, "Are you sure Yan Yan isn't an illegitimate daughter you had with another man? She looks so much like you."
Luo Sang rolled her eyes at him. "Get lost."
Nian Junting sighed. "She might be your brother's illegitimate daughter."
"You're crazy," Luo Sang said seriously. "Don't joke around. It's not good for Yan Yan."
Nian Junting was speechless.
He was not joking. He had already hinted so clearly.
At eight o 'clock at night, Yan Su came to pick up Yan Yan and Yan Jin after work. Yan Yan ran over and hugged her arm tightly.
"Sang, thank you for taking care of Yan Yan. These are my concert tickets. It will be held at the stadium on Saturday. Come with Mr. Nian on Saturday if you have time." Yan Su took the tickets and left.
As soon as Yan Su left, Xu Zhengxuan and Mo Jin came over. They saw a nanny van drive out of the villa. Little Apple was still crying in the yard, saying that he couldn't bear to part with his sister.
"Aiyo, who made our little baby cry?" Mo Jin quickly picked Little Apple up. "Don't cry. Grandma bought a lot of toys for Little Apple from abroad."
"I don't want a toy, I want a sister," Little Apple gasped and continued to cry.
Seeing that her mother couldn't calm the child down, Luo Sang hurriedly hugged the child and coaxed the child herself. "Look, Godmother gave us tickets just now. We'll go to the concert in a few days. We'll be able to see our sister soon."
Only then did Little Apple stop crying.
As they walked along the cobblestone path towards the house, Mo Jin asked, "The concert you were talking about is Yan Su's, right? Since when did she have a little sister?"
"Oh, she's Yan Su's daughter," said Luosang.
Mo Jin was a little confused. Her head was buzzing. Yan Su had a daughter?
Who was his son's? Or was his son going to be a stepfather?
Because she was too shocked, she forgot to look at the pavilion in front of her until she suddenly heard her daughter and Xu Zhengxuan shouting. But it was already too late. She crashed into the wooden pavilion, her temples buzzing.
"Mom, are you alright? What were you thinking about? You didn't even look at the road." Luo Sang was startled and hurriedly held her. Xu Zhengxuan wiped her forehead.
"My head hurts." Mo Jin pushed Xu Zhengxuan away and covered the spot where she had bumped into him.
Xu Zhengxuan said anxiously, "Of course it hurts. How can it not hurt when you hit such a big pillar?"
"By the way, how old is Yan Su's daughter?" Mo Jin raised her head and asked, "When was she born? Why haven't I heard of her before?"
"Yeah, I only found out recently. She's more than a year old," said Luosang.
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