Su Qianci touched her slightly raised belly, looked down and thought to herself.

It is said that the daughter is the mother's caring little cotton-padded jacket, and her reaction is almost gone.

Is this... really a daughter?

If so, wouldn’t the family be overturned by them?

Li Sicheng loves his daughter and can be said to be lawless.

As for the son... he is basically in a stocking state.

Especially Li Jianqian, the biological son, Li Sicheng even let him die for himself and throw him into the imperial capital.

Touching his belly, Su Qianci whispered: "I think it's my son."

"Hmph." Li Sicheng looked, "Daughters and sons are the same."

"What a hum, you just want a daughter, don't think I don't know." Su Qianci stretched out his finger and pointed at his nose, "Do you know what Da Su likes to eat the most?"

“Stewed eggs.”

Su Qianci was surprised, "So you know? Then do you know what Da Su doesn't like to eat the most?"

Li Sicheng despised, "You underestimate me too much, after all, he is my son."

"What is that, you say!"

"coriander."

Su Qianci turned his head and said, "I thought you didn't know."

"How is that possible?" Li Sicheng was helpless. "I know even what Mo Sen likes and doesn't like, let alone he is my own son."

When Su Qianci heard this, she looked at Li Sicheng and said, "When it comes to Mo Sen, I dreamed of Tang Zhenghao last night."

Li Sicheng's eyes narrowed and he looked at her.

Su Qianci looked a little shocked and said, "I dreamed that he was killed by Bo Xiao in the fire. There was such a big hole on his head, and even his brain was spurted out, and Tang Mengying's mother..."

"I dreamt of what these people do." Li Sicheng frowned and said, "You must forget these things quickly. It's useless to remember these people."

"Of course I know, but dreaming is dreaming. What can I do..."

Su Qianci thought for a while and said, "I don't know how Tang Mengqing is now."

"Be a rich man in Vietnam." Li Sicheng said, "I'm sending someone to monitor her. Don't worry, she can't make any trouble."

"Vietnam?"

"Yes," Li Sicheng replied, "I'm back home."

He took out the car keys and opened the car door.

Su Qianci quickly followed and asked, "Do you know if you ask someone to monitor her?"

"I don't know, if I know, it's going to be fine." Li Sicheng opened the car door for her and tied her seat belt. "My man has become her neighbor."

"Oh...this is OK!"

"Yes." The car drove slowly and soon embarked on the way home.

"Hey, I dreamed of another thing last night."

"Um?"

"When Mo Sen grew up, he looked exactly like Tang Mengying. He knew that the tragedy of the Tang family was caused by us indirectly. He hated me very much, he..."

"Mrs. Li," Li Sicheng interrupted her, "I need to remind you what time."

Su Qianci blinked without saying a word.

"First, the outcome of the Tang family is not a tragedy, it is taken for granted."

Li Sicheng held the steering wheel steadily, looked at her, and said, "There is a saying that if you don't commit suicide, you won't die. They are taking it upon themselves. Have you forgotten what they have done to you?"

"But……"
Chapter completed!