Chapter 885
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"Then, are you thirsty?" Song Menghwa was grinning from ear to ear.
Song Qingchun was so scared that she didn't even dare to shake her head.
"Then, are you hungry?" Song Menghwa asked as he put his arm around Song Qingchun's shoulders and led her to a nearby chair. He pressed her down on it and continued in his kind and friendly manner, "Pregnant women get hungry easily, and we still haven't had anything to eat. Why don't we have something to eat first?"
As Song Menghwa spoke, he turned his head and instructed the housekeeper, "Hurry up and instruct the chef to make something delicious."
Then, Song Menghwa immediately turned to look at Song Qingchun. "Qingchun, what do you want to eat? Anything is fine, as long as it's something you want, I'll have the chef cook it for you! "
The confused Song Qingchun didn't even dare to breathe as she stared at Song Menghwa, much less shake her head.
Song Menghwa thought Song Qingchun couldn't think of anything in such a short amount of time, so he ordered all of Song Qingchun's favorite dishes from the butler. Before the butler left to summon the chef, he added, "Remember to make it light, don't add any chili. Pregnant women tend to have high internal heat, and spicy food will make them more susceptible to internal heat."
After the butler left, Song Menghwa turned to Song Qingchun with a face as happy as if he had just signed a multi-million dollar contract.
No, no, no, how could he compare his grandson to a multi-million dollar contract? His grandson is much more valuable than a multi-million dollar contract …
Song Menghwa looked at Song Qingchun, and it was like he was looking at a chubby baby crawling around. He chuckled and lowered his head to ask happily, "Qingchun, how old is the baby?"
What's wrong with Dad? Has he gone mad from anger because of what happened between me and Su Zhinian?
Song Qingchun looked at Song Menghwa like she was about to cry.
…
Not only Song Qingchun, even the people in the room were dumbfounded.
It was as if Song Menghwa's cane had not landed on Su Zhinian's body but had landed heavily on their heads.
Who can tell us what's going on?
His son and daughter are engaged in incest, but as a father, not only did he not stop them, he even got angry because his son wanted his daughter to abort the baby?
…
Song Menghwa noticed Song Qingchun's silence, so he assumed she only knew she was pregnant and hadn't had the time to go for the checkup.
Thinking about it, it made sense. That bastard of a son of his had asked her to abort the child. Why would she go for a prenatal checkup?
Song Menghwa felt another wave of anger rise in his chest. He whipped his head around and glared at Su Zhinian with a murderous glare. Then, with a heavy huff, he turned around and transformed into a smiling father. "Qingchun, have you not had the time for your prenatal checkup?"
Song Menghwa then turned to Qin Yinan. "Yinan, give Ol 'Zhao a call and have him come over immediately to give our Qingchun a checkup …"
Just as Qin Yinan pulled out his phone to make the call, Song Qingchun finally said, "No, it's fine … I … I've had a prenatal checkup …"
Song Qingchun stammered for a long time before the words came out of her mouth. "… The baby is now seven weeks old."
Seven weeks … In other words, in another eight months, he would be able to see his precious grandson?
Song Menghwa laughed out loud. As he laughed, Song Menghwa realized that something was wrong with the surrounding atmosphere.
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