Quick Transmigration: Rescuing the Blackened Male Lead

Yang Shufen can't wait to fight and do a little more. It's better to fight for life, and smoking gambling is all the same, so that when her child is born, it will be clear. Contrast.

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

This person has never put himself in the eye.

It is really hateful that Xi Zhenglin has a preference for this son.

How did the war not see what the woman was thinking, he was just too lazy to waste energy with such an idiot, lazy, "Do you think that you must be born a son?"

Yang Shufen secretly sneered, but smiled on the face. "Of course, the son is better, so you can worry about your father."

She never felt that the other party could make a name for herself. It would only cause trouble in the school. On this virtue, she would not believe that Xi Zhenglin would hand over the company to such a son.

Xi Zhan smiled. "That would have a wish to have a son."

The speaker is unintentional and the listener has the heart.

Yang Shufen felt more and more troubled, and her heart was very panicked. So when Xi Zhenglin got off work, she couldn’t help but close the door and cried.

It’s roughly that I think about this family all day long, for the sake of the battle, but everything is not what I want.

When Xi Zhenglin didn't want to manage it, he frowned. "The war is such a character, you should know, and he is not embarrassed."

Yang Shufen was not happy in her heart. She had a hunch that she couldn’t go on like this. She had to think of a way to put Xi Zhenglin’s attention on the child in her stomach.

So I pretended to pretend that I was uncomfortable, and I bought a doctor and said that I was psychologically stressed and had signs of a slippery tire.

So, Xi Zhenglin also felt that Yang Shufen was too much neglected these days, so he gave more money and let her go out to relax and find friends to go shopping.

Yang Shufen said, "Actually.. I just want to let the war call me a mother, I feel satisfied."

Xi Zhenglin's face is not very good-looking. "Besides this, you have other conditions."

Yang Shufen sneered in the heart, but continued to wear emotional cards on the surface.

Xi Zhenglin saw her pale face and couldn't help but feel a soft road. "If the war does not agree, you should not be reluctant. The mother will go early, and there is still a flaw in his heart."

Yang Shufen promised on her mouth, but at dinner, she kept needles everywhere.

The smile on the face of the battle gradually faded. "Let me call your mother, do you also have it?"

Xi Zhenglin had a meal at the moment and was not at the table.

Yang Shufen frowned. "What do you say about this child? I have been married to the family for so long. I am not a third. Isn’t it possible to get this succinct title?"

Xi Zhan took care of her, sneered, stood up and went back to the room.

After a while he went out.

Yang Shufen is proud of her, she is deliberate, it is best to return to this home, and go out to get some trouble.

The battle did not take things on the dinner table seriously. He was disdainful and there was no need to be angry with this woman.

It was a little trouble for his brother, and then he helped me.

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

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When Song mother entered the door, Shen Mubai was licking watermelon.

"Come in, don't be polite."

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