That's right.

The reason why Charme called this was intentional.

She had long disliked this cousin.

Relying on her being the only daughter of her uncle and aunt, she was arrogant and domineering, showing off her power in front of her cousin and sisters. If anyone does not follow her wishes, she will show her face to the face.

So, when Charme learned that his aunt was pregnant with her second child, she was simply ecstatic!

Let’s see how arrogant Charlan relies on in the future!

Once the Xia family's heir is lost, what else does Xia Erlan have?

Thinking of this, Charme smiled and repeated the words just now, "Elan, don't you not know about the eldest aunt's pregnancy, right?"

The mind of Charlan was blank.

Is my mother pregnant?

How is this possible!

My parents are almost fifty years old, how could they suddenly become pregnant?

Sha Ermei had already guessed that Sha Erlan's expression must be very exciting at this time, and then he started to get angry, "Elan, my mother said that my aunt's belly looks like a boy!"

"Are you wrong?" Shaellan asked.

Charme smiled and said, "My aunt is almost born. Do you think I'm wrong?"

Mrs. Xia is now eight months pregnant, so she is not about to give birth.

Speaking of this, Charme continued, "By the way, I have a video of my aunt chatting with my mother yesterday! I'll send it to you!"

Dingdang.

As soon as Charme finished his words, he sent a WeChat message to Charlelan.

Xiaerlan immediately hung up the phone and checked the WeChat video.

In the video, Mrs. Xia sat on the sofa with a smile on her face and chatted with her second aunt.

"The name has been chosen, your elder brother has chosen it."

The second aunt asked immediately, "What's the name?"

"Zhiren." Mrs. Xia continued: "I always think this child is here to repay his kindness, so whether boy or girl, they are called Zhiren."

Repay kindness?

When he heard these three words, Xia Erlan's facial features were twisted.

What does mother mean?

Is the second child here to repay his kindness?

Then what is her daughter?

Is she here to take revenge?

Xia Erlan was so angry that she was trembling all over. She couldn't control herself for a while and threw her phone on the ground.

Bang!

The phone immediately enters a black screen state.

Seeing this, Jiang Fengying immediately came over and said with concern: "What's wrong with Erlan?"

"Don't touch me!" Xia Erlan waved Jiang Fengying's hand directly, "Get out!"

She, Xiaerlan, is the noble daughter of heaven.

I have been raised in my hands since I was a child.

She is also the only heir to the Xia family.

But what about now?

What's going on now?

The parents got pregnant with the second child without even saying it.

Did they regard themselves as their daughters?

Jiang Fengying stood there in a daze, just looking at Xia Erlan, and the look on her face was not particularly good-looking.

Xiaerlan claimed to be noble and had a bad temper.

Once such a person falls off the clouds, he will not have any true friends.

Song Bochen was really blind back then, so he fell in love with such a person.

Fortunately, Song Bochen woke up in time and found true love.

Jiang Fengying didn't say anything anymore and turned around and walked out the door.

Xiaerlan looked at the closed door and tried hard to calm herself down. She wanted to go back immediately now.

She wants to go back and ask her parents to abort the little beast.

She Xiaerlan will never admit defeat!

Xiaerlan immediately purchased the air ticket for the afternoon meeting in Beijing.

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Capital.

The Song Family Manor is decorated with lights and colors, and the top is full of festive colors.

Twenty-eight wedding cars were parked in the Song family manor. Song Bochen took the fiery red rose in his hand, took the back seat of the main wedding car and set off to pick up the bride.

Song Bochen and Han Wenyin held a Ming-style wedding, so the best man and bridesmaid were also wearing Ming-style Han-style clothes.

The best man wore a Ming blue embroidered Hanfu.

Paired with a black hat, it is like a handsome young man walking out of calligraphy and paintings of the Ming Dynasty.

Song Hua looked at Yu Tingzhi, "Brother Yu, come here."

Yu Tingzhi held a handful of red envelopes in his hand and walked to Song Huan, "What's wrong?"

"You're wearing the belt wrong."

After saying that, Song Hua stretched out his hands to help him tidy up the crooked belt.

Yu Tingzhi opened his hands.

The two were very close, and Yu Tingzhi could even smell the fragrance coming from her hair.

Today, Song Huan wore a light pink Ming Hanfu, with her hair covered in black hair and was fixed by two hairpins. She has always been lightly painted with rouge without makeup, and her every frown and smile is full of charm.

It is more like an ancient noble girl than a real ancient family.

A few minutes later, Song Huan helped him tie his belt again, "Let's go, get in the car."

"Yeah." Yu Tingzhi nodded slightly and followed Song Huan's footsteps.

Song Bochen arranged for the two to take the second wedding car.

Song Boyuan and Zhou Zi have the third one.

Song Boyang and Liu Rumei's fourth car.

Just as everyone got in the car, the photographer smiled and said, "Before picking up the bride, let's get off the car and take a photo together! It's just eighteen minutes away from the auspicious time to set off."

Several people got out of the car again and started taking photos.

Looking at the photos inside the camera, the photographer couldn't help but sigh that it would be fine if the bride and groom were handsome and beautiful, but they didn't expect that their relatives and friends were so handsome and beautiful.

Especially the groom's sister and brother-in-law.

When shooting, you don’t have to deliberately look for angles and press the shutter casually, which is the most perfect photo.

After a moment, the photographer raised the camera again and then said, "Let's record a video for the bride now. Groom, do you have anything to say to the bride?"

Song Bochen looked at the camera and smiled and said, "Teacher Han, we are here to pick you up home."

The cameraman has photographed weddings many times and knows how to set off the atmosphere. "Is this good? I'll count three, two, and you groomsmen, including the groom, call the bride's full name together, and then add a sentence later, "Is it okay if we're here to pick you up home?"

"good."

The cameraman looked at the person behind again, "When they finished picking up the bride home, remember to spit out the ribbon gun in their hands."

"no problem!"

The cameraman adjusted his angle and started recording, "Three, Two, One!"

"Han Wenyin, we're here to pick you up home."

Bang!

The colorful ribbons bloomed from behind.

At 8:18.
To be continued...