Upon hearing Lin Yi say this, the mother and daughter both showed a hint of disappointment on their faces.
Because Ji Qingyan really wanted to have a son.
But they were quite confident in Lin Yi.
He shouldn't make a mistake in this kind of matter.
"Since it's not, quickly find some medicine to take." Song Minghui said:
"I'll watch the child during the day, you stay away from her, don't pass any illness to my granddaughter."
"I'm your daughter after all, and you don't care about me at all."
"You two can do whatever you like, I don't have the mind to deal with you, as long as my granddaughter is fine."
Song Minghui said:
"Come out quickly, I'll find some medicine for you."
Ji Qingyan clutched her chest and walked out of the bedroom, Lin Yi sat on the edge of the bed, gloomy and silent.
He felt as if there was a lump of porridge in his head, completely unable to figure out what was going on.
First it was Yan Ci, then Ji Qingyan, the situation felt extremely bizarre.
