"Your hands can't be delayed much. No matter how late you go, even if the god Daluo comes, it will not be able to save you. This time, the teacher will come sooner or later. Even if Mr. Tang doesn't speak, I can't watch your right hand get rid of it and sit back and ignore it."

"Teacher, stop talking, I have a sense of responsibility." Mo Xiyan closed her eyes tiredly.

Seeing her appearance, Zhou Zhong didn't want to say anything more, but just sighed: "Xiyan, since Young Master Rong is already married, then you should also focus on medicine."

"I can't take it back, I'll recognize him in my life."

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Luo Anning and Rong Yan, after his crazy night of tossing and making trouble, seemed to have made up for the agreement.

Although it was indeed bad news for her to have children, Rong Yan's reaction still comforted her somewhat.

After all, he did not abandon her, regardless of whether his words were sincere or not, but for her, it was a kind of comfort.

Afterwards, the two of them went to Rong Mansion for two meals, and of course they were all invited by Mr. Rong and Jiang Peihua.

During the meal, Mr. Rong was eager to hug his great-grandson in the lines, and he suggested that she should raise her body well so that she could make a living again.

Although Jiang Peihua did not express his opinion, the desire in her eyes also showed her eagerness to hold her grandson.

Luo Anning suddenly felt like chewing wax, and her appetite was gone.

Under the table, Rong Yan secretly held her with one hand, and a piece of sweet and sour fish was squeezed into her bowl, and his magnetic voice sounded in his ears: "Eat more and make up for your small body."

After saying that, Rong Yan curled up the corners of his lips evilly, leaned against the back of the chair, and blocked her shoulder with one hand, "Grandpa, mom, I'm not in a hurry, why are you in a hurry? An Ning and I haven't enjoyed the world of two people yet. Let's talk about having children later."

Mr. Rong put the chopsticks heavily, "What a bastard! I haven't been alive for many years. You can't satisfy me with just one wish, I have to do the right thing, right?"

Seeing the old man getting angry, Jiang Peihua glared at his son and hurriedly handed over the tea and said to him to not be angry.

"Dad, don't be as good as a stinky brat. He is joking. Don't be angry. Don't be angry. Take a sip of tea to relieve the fire."

Luo Anning held the chopsticks tightly, his lips turned slightly pale. After Jiang Peihua said that, he glared at Rong Yan again, "Boy, is there anyone who is so angry with grandpa? If grandpa is angry, I will not deal with you! An Ning, boy is not anxious, but grandpa is anxious, grandpa has no hope, just hopes to hug a great-grandson and enjoy family. Don't disobey grandpa, it's a matter of time to have children sooner or later."

Mr. Rong took a sip of tea and his anger subsided slightly, but his expression was still not very happy. Jiang Peihua continued to work hard and turned his eyes to Luo Anning: "An Ning, you also hope to give birth to a white and fat son for the stinky brat as soon as possible, right?"

As Jiang Peihua's eyes showed, Luo Anning hesitated and felt very distressed. Under the table, Rong Yan tightened her hand and silently comforted her.

The word "Yes..." almost exhausted all her strength.
Chapter completed!