Quick Transmigration: Rescuing the Blackened Male Lead

Yang Shufen is reluctant to fight a little more. It is better to fight for human life and smoke gambling, so that when her child is born, there will be a clear comparison.

As soon as she married into the house, the dark-haired boy came down the stairs and looked at her softly, as if her presence was insignificant.

This man has never seen himself in his eyes.

It's really hateful that Bias Zhenglin has a crush on this son.

How can the battle not see what this woman is thinking, he is just lazy to waste his energy with such a fool, lazy, "Do you think he must have been born a son? ”

Yang Shufen grinned, but smiled. "Of course, my son is better, so I can share your father's worries. ”

She never felt that the other party could make a name for herself. She would only cause trouble in school fights. In this case, she did not believe that Xi Zhenglin would give the company to such a son.

The battle smiled, "I wish you the best of luck with your son. ”

The speaker was unintentional and the listener had a heart.

The more Yang Shufen thought about it, the more he felt there was a problem. He panicked in his heart, so when Xi Zhenglin left work, he couldn't help but close the door and cry.

Probably thinking about the family all day and all night, thinking about the war, but things don't go well or anything.

Xi Zhenglin didn't want to worry about it. He frowned, "This is the nature of the war, you should know, and he is not too hard on you. ”

Yang Shufen was unhappy in her heart. She had a hunch that she couldn't just go on like this. She had to think of a way to get Xi Zhenglin's attention to the child in her stomach.

So he pretended to be sick or something, and he bought a doctor and said that he was under too much psychological stress and had signs of sliding tires.

After this, Xi Zhenglin also felt that Yang Shufen had been overlooked too much these days, so she gave her some more money to relax and go shopping with friends.

Yang Shufen said, "Actually... I just wanted the war to call me Mom, and I felt satisfied. ”

Xi Zhenglin's face didn't look very good. “Other than this, you are free to make other terms. ”

Yang Shufen laughed in his heart, but continued to grind emotional cards in silence.

Xi Zhenglin saw her face pale and couldn't help but feel soft. “If the war doesn't agree, don't force yourself. Go early, he still has a crease in his heart. ”

Yang Shufen said yes, but at dinner time, he hid needles everywhere.

The smile on Seattle's face gradually faded, “Let me call your mother, you deserve it too? ”

Xi Zhenglin temporarily had a meal, which was not on the table at this time.

Yang Shufen frowned. “What did your child say? I've been married to Shi Jia for so long. I'm not a third person. Can't I get the proper name? ”

Lazy enough to ignore her, she grinned coldly and stood up and went back to her room.

He left soon after.

Yang Shufen was proud of herself. She was deliberate. It would be better to go back to this house and cause more trouble.

The battle didn't take what was on the table seriously, he didn't feel bad about it, and he didn't have to be angry about such a woman.

He had a little more trouble with one of his brothers, and he just went over there to help.

I just didn't expect an accident when I came back and my clothes were dirty.

....

When Mother Song entered the door, Shen Mubai was eating watermelon.

“Come in, don't be polite. ”