Mr. Li, my wife doesn’t want to remarry and secretly gives birth to a baby.

Chapter 1469 The Child Needs a Blood Transfusion (2)

Song Qingyi said, "Buy one, get one free, where does the 'two' come from?"

Leng Suhua held up two fingers. "One dowry and one child, this isn't a free gift."

Song Qingyi was speechless at Leng Suhua's antics.

Leng Suhua said, "You're getting a good deal by buying one and getting one free. I'll go propose tomorrow."

"Hey, hey, hey."

Song Qingyi realized he'd been tricked by his own mother and immediately grabbed Leng Suhua, "Are you serious? You really want to go?"

Leng Suhua helplessly spread her hands, "Of course it's fake. Qinghe is already married, and you're still chatting so enthusiastically with a married woman. You have no sense of public morality at all."

"No, she's not married."

"Pregnant before marriage?"

Song Qingyi did not deny it.

Leng Suhua looked puzzled and stroked her chin. "Logically speaking, Jingchen's sister isn't a promiscuous person."

"It's not what you think. She's a good girl; her innocence was violated."

"What?!" Leng Suhua exclaimed indignantly. "Which family's beast is this? It's outrageous!"

Song Qingyi didn't know which family it belonged to.

"Mom, don't make wild guesses. I'm going back to sleep."

The next day was the Dragon Boat Festival.

Song Qingyi sent gifts to relatives and friends, including a Dragon Boat Festival rice dumpling to Lao Li and Jiang Tongtong's home, and also asked a friend to send some to Li Qinghe and Xixi.

Li Qinghe said that Li Xixi likes to eat sweet rice dumplings, so Song Qingyi sent all of them sweet.

There are jujube, red bean, red bean paste...

At home, Song Qingyi also likes to eat sweet rice dumplings. He takes after his father, while his mother prefers savory rice dumplings. So every Dragon Boat Festival, there are always two kinds of rice dumplings on the family table.

Song Chenggong said, "What's so good about savory rice dumplings? Can you even eat meat and rice stuck together like that?"

Leng Suhua retorted, "How can you swallow rice dipped in white sugar?"

"It doesn't suit your taste."

"Even those who weren't compatible got divorced."

Song Chenggong waved his hand, "Oh, I'm not going to argue with you. Let's have a holiday and keep things quiet."

Leng Suhua snorted, "You're the one who sent me, aren't you? If you don't want to see me, then I'll leave."

Song Chenggong stopped his ex-wife as she stood up, saying, "We're here to discuss our child's future, where are you going?"

Leng Suhua felt wronged for a moment, "I thought you didn't like me."

Song Chenggong protested his innocence, saying, "How could I dare to dislike you?"

Leng Suhua curled her lips and glanced at Song Qingyi, who was looking at his phone. "My son said that Jingchen's sister is pregnant."

Song Chenggong understood. "Oh, the girl you saw yesterday was Jingchen's cousin."

"I was originally thinking of keeping the good stuff in the family and strengthening our ties," Leng Suhua said, kicking Song Qingyi.

"You're eating, and all you do is look at your phone. Do you think you're a kid?"

Song Qingyi was watching a video that Li Xixi had sent him. The little guy was eating the zongzi (sticky rice dumpling) that he had given him, his cheeks full.

In the video, Xixi also said that she wanted to give him a gift.

Just as he was about to reply, Leng Suhua kicked him, and Song Qingyi took off his headphones. "Huh?"

"You were laughing like a trumpet flower just now, so you must have a girlfriend now."

Song Chenggong also saw that Song Qingyi was smiling quite happily, and there was probably something going on...

"If you have any issues, just tell me and your mom the truth, and we won't have to bother introducing you to anyone else."

"No, I'm on the phone with Lao Li's son. You guys eat, I'm full."

Song Qingyi walked to the door and couldn't wait to make a phone call to Li Xixi.

"Daddy..." Li Xixi's childish voice reached Song Qingyi's ears.

Song Qingyi smiled and asked, "Xixi, is the zongzi delicious?"

"It's delicious! I also prepared a gift for you."

"What gift?" Song Qingyi thought Li Xixi was going to kiss him through the phone.

You'll find out soon enough.

After hanging up the phone, Song Qingyi wondered what the gift was.

He turned around and saw Leng Suhua and Song Chenggong behind him, and he was taken aback.

Leng Suhua strode over and grabbed his ear, "You brat! We heard everything! You have a child, right? You didn't tell us!"

Song Qingyi pleaded, "Oh, it's not what you think, calm down—"

"My name is Leng Suhua, not Calm Down!"

"Tell me the truth, what exactly happened!"

This has resulted in a death; it's such a serious matter.

Song Chenggong didn't stop him anymore. He had clearly heard a little girl on the phone calling Song Qingyi "Dad."

Song Qingyi panicked, "It's Xixi, Lao Li's cousin's daughter. I've recognized Xixi as my goddaughter!"

Leng Suhua didn't believe it and grabbed Song Qingyi's phone to see for herself.

"It's true. I've recognized Xixi as my goddaughter. If you don't believe me, go ask Li Jingchen and Jiang Tong."

Song Chenggong asked in bewilderment, "Why do you want to recognize Jingchen's cousin's daughter as your goddaughter?"

"It's a long story... Mom, please let go of me first."

Leng Suhua let go of his hand, and Song Qingyi told them about how he had accompanied Li Qinghe in acting.

Song Chenggong pointed at Song Qingyi and angrily scolded, "You're so unreliable! If Old Master Li thinks it's true, it will ruin our family's reputation and affect the relationship between our two families!"

Song Qingyi spread his hands, "I know, I explained it later, and the old man understood me."

Leng Suhua burst into laughter.

The father and son both looked at her.

Leng Suhua snapped her fingers. "I know, you like that Qinghe, that's why you helped her act and even recognized her daughter as your goddaughter."

Song Qingyi said, "I helped Qinghe because of Lao Li. I think Xixi really likes that little girl. If you see her, you'll like her too. Xixi is very cute."

As for the second part, "He looks a bit like me..."

Song Qingyi didn't dare to say it.

Su Hua, who was afraid of the cold, beat him to death.

Song Chenggong said, "You're not the child's biological father, so you shouldn't get too close to him. You should keep your distance."

"I know, I know what I'm doing."

Song Qingyi walked out.

Leng Suhua walked to Song Chenggong's side and said to him, "Your son must like someone to be acting so strangely."

Song Chenggong disagreed, saying, "A young girl getting pregnant out of wedlock is too immoral."

He disagreed with the marriage!

Leng Suhua was convinced by him. "My son said that she was set up, and the girl was the victim."

"Flies don't land on eggs without cracks; this girl's behavior is definitely problematic."

Song Chenggong doesn't like this kind of girl.

Leng Suhua was convinced by him. "I think you are the stinky egg, and your whole family are stinky eggs."

Song Chenggong: "..."

Leng Suhua decided to secretly investigate Li Qinghe.

No one knows a mother better than her child.

Song Qingyi knew that in order to protect Li Xixi from being affected, he now had to keep his distance from her in public.

To prevent his parents from disturbing the child or secretly investigating Xixi, especially his mother.

Two days later, Li Qinghe called Song Qingyi.