"Even if I do, I won't allow myself to care. What I care about the most now is your future son-in-law."
"Alright, alright. I know that he's my future son-in-law. Don't remind me eight hundred times a day."
Thinking of the child in Xu Qingzhi's stomach, her mood improved.
"I just want you to dote on us."
The two of them walked into the villa.
Shen Fanxing thought that perhaps with a child, she wouldn't have much time to think about other things.
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The moment they entered the living room, the old master called out to Shen Fanxing.
"Come with me to the study."
The smile on Shen Fanxing's face faded and her eyes darkened.
"Okay."
"No way!"
Lou Ruoyi suddenly stood up from the sofa and threw the half-peeled apple on the coffee table.
"There are no outsiders in this house. If you have anything to say, just say it. There's no need to talk to her alone."