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Feng Shuyuan asked carefully. A smile flashed across Jin Di's eyes. When he walked to the bedside and sat down, he happened to see a colorful magazine on the bedside table.

The page that he opened happened to be Feng Shuyuan's personal interview. ​​

His mother, whose appearance did not match her age at all, was sitting in front of the camera with a gentle and elegant smile.

He saw Zuo Aiai fold the footer of this page. It was obvious that she often looked at this page.

"Oh, since you want to know so much, why don't you send it over yourself? "

Jin Di answered in a very annoying manner.

On the other end of the phone, Feng Shuyuan, who had sneaked out to deliver the chicken soup to Jin di, wanted nothing more than to rush over and give him a slap.

"Little Brat, if I could deliver it myself, would I need you? "

"..."

"Come on, you're going on a business trip tonight, aren't you? "

"Yes. "

"then let your secretary come and get the chicken soup for the next few days. "

"My secretary is also going on a business trip with me. "

"... Your wife is as thin as a bone. How can my grandson grow well with the little food you gave her?"

"He's my son. His mother can eat whatever she wants. I can't control him when he's in my stomach. "

Jin Di sounded very helpless, but his tone was asking for a beating.

Feng Shuyuan was so angry that she almost threw her phone away. However, he was her son, so how could she not know what he wanted to do?

"Alright, ah Di, if you want to negotiate with your mother again, just say it. I'll agree to anything as long as my grandson can drink my chicken soup to nourish his body. "

"Mom... what terms can I have? I just want your grandson to be born legitimately. Isn't that what you want? "

"You Little Brat, don't you know what your father means now? Adding fuel to the fire? "

"There's a saying that goes, 'when the rice is raw, the rice is cooked. ' "

"That's only if your father gives you a chance to cook. "

"I don't have a chance. Mom, don't you have plenty of chances? " Jin Di's smile became even more treacherous.

On the other end, Feng Shuyuan held her phone and thought with both hatred and praise. As expected of her and Jin Jingrong's son. Whether it was his imposing manner or his style of taking advantage of the situation, they were all the same.

"..."

"Mom... If you don't agree, I can't guarantee what this grandson will look like. "

"little bastard... you're ruthless! Just you wait. After this business trip, I'll bring the things to you. "

As soon as Feng Shuyuan finished speaking, she hung up the phone.

Jin Di placed the phone in his palm and played with it. When Zuo Aiai came in, she just happened to see the man's eyes drooping and the corners of his mouth slightly raised. He seemed to be in a good mood.

She touched her small belly that had just been filled and smiled as she leaned over.

"Did you buy the chicken soup? It tastes so good. Which family did you buy it from? " Although her appetite had become bigger after she became pregnant, her taste had become better. It had been a long time since she had eaten something so appetizing.

Although the doctor said that all her data were normal during the prenatal check-up, she had not gained as much weight as other pregnant women in the past few days. Instead, she had lost weight. Her small face looked smaller, but her stomach was slightly bulging.

After all, she was a mother. If this continued, she would also be worried about the baby's health. The chicken soup was delicious and nutritious. It was also delicious to her. If she could keep drinking it for a while, she might be able to make up for it.

As soon as she walked to Jin Di's side, she was habitually carried into his arms. The expression on her face became very gentle and gentle. "Do you like it? "