Poor girl, she is pregnant with a rich old man's cub

*

After all, Qin's father turned his gaze to the TV screen in the living room.

On the gorgeous stage, Yan Zhen slowly appeared.

The audience in the audience cheered, and the barrage instantly thickened.

Qin's father's eyes lit up, and he pointed to the word "husband" on the bullet screen: "Look, how many people are waiting to be your daughter-in-law."

Everyone laughed and began to make fun of Yan Zhen.

"You are the only one present here who is single."

Watching the close-up of himself in a haute couture dress on TV, Yan Zhen's eyes dimmed, and he also laughed.

He twitched the corners of his mouth, but he wasn't very happy.

Yan Zhen picked up the food, buried his head in eating, and said something with a smile.

"The one-handed dog is miserable enough, so please stop abusing me, okay?"

After finishing speaking, Yan Zhen smiled and raised his head to look at Qin Jue.

"By the way, what about the wine I kept with you before?"

Most of the red wine on the table has been drunk.

I am happy today, and the elders also want to drink to their heart's content.

"Good boy, so the wine is hidden here with your brother!"

Yan Zhen is very picky, especially when it comes to wine.

Called talent.

Father Yan got up and asked, "Where is it? I'll get it."

"The wine cellar at the back door." Yan Zhen smiled lightly and said.

Qin Jue thought of something, and while picking up vegetables for Lin Yang, he said, "I forgot to tell you, Zhou Qianqian and Ji Lian drank almost all of your wine, and there are still two bottles left."

"Two bottles are enough!" On the night of New Year's Eve, drinking too much is not okay.

Yan's father went excitedly.

Yan Zhen paused while holding the chopsticks, and replied in a low voice: "Oh."

Lin Yang raised his head sensitively, glanced at Yan Zhen, and then at the TV screen.

Thinking of something, he sighed helplessly in his heart, but he didn't speak.

*

The Qin family's New Year's custom is to keep watch until the early morning.

After twelve o'clock, when the New Year comes, you can go to rest after eating dumplings.

Dumplings served after twelve o'clock are a kind of blessing, implying the reunion and peace of the whole family in the new year.

And after eating, you must leave one in the bowl, which means more than every year.

After dinner, the nurse took Qin Zijin upstairs to rest, and a group of people came to the living room to talk, laugh and watch the show.

Qin's father and Yan Zhen drank a little too much today.

A silent leaning on the sofa watching the show.

One talker kept talking, and even the female stars who only appeared in a few scenes in the show began to comment.

But just a few words over and over again.

Women can't compare to Lin Yang, and men can't compare to Qin Zijin.

The crowd burst into laughter.

Even Yan Zhen laughed helplessly when he heard it.

Qin's mother was speechless at his closed-eyed bragging, and said with a smile that Zijin was born less than the size of a shoe.

Dad Qin didn't listen to what others said, he was immersed in his own world, he was so happy today, halfway through the talk, he took out all the red envelopes after zero o'clock in advance.

Seeing that Qin's father had started to give out red envelopes, the others also simply took out the red envelopes.

Four elders.

Lin Yang, Qin Jue, and Qin Zijin.

Three people.

So what Lin Yang got were 12 thick red envelopes, and he almost couldn't hold them all.

Lin Yang thanked him one by one, sat back on the sofa, sat beside Qin Jue, looked up at the man, his eyes sparkled, and he couldn't hide his smile.

All over the face, look, I'm rich!

Qin Jue couldn't help laughing, put his arms around the man's waist, and pulled her into his arms.

With a doting smile, he pinched the tip of the girl's nose, and his tone was gentle and honest, like a cello of excellent quality: "Little money fan."

Looking at the intimate gesture of the two, Qin's mother's eyes were full of relief and warmth.

The same is true for Yan's mother. She and Qin's mother are sisters. They have the same aesthetics, and neither has a daughter. When they see Lin Yang, they love Lin Yang equally.

Can't help but joke: "Where is the New Year's red envelope that Xiaojue gave Yangyang?"

Qin's mother knew the inside story, and blinked at Qin Jue as if watching the excitement.

Holding the red envelope, Lin Yang subconsciously looked at Qin Jue.

Qin Jue smiled, pinched Lin Yang's face, looked at the people in the living room, and spoke generously, with a hint of showing off in his tone.

"My money is all in Yangyang's place, but red envelopes are indeed given out during the New Year. Let me snatch any of you who send out red envelopes in the group later, plus my balance, I should be able to make up a 520."

After hearing what he said, Yan's mother covered her mouth with a smile and kept ouching: "I'm sorry, I'll give it to you!"

Yan Zhen couldn't hold back a chuckle.

Take out your phone.

Ignore the slew of well-wish messages from colleagues in the industry that pop up.

His eyes stayed on top.

- the only dialog with no new messages.

Yan Zhen's eyes dimmed a little.

Lin Yang's cheeks were flushed.

At this time, Qin Jue snapped his fingers and made up for it: "Uncle will give it to me. I don't want other women's things except my wife."

"Brat." Qin's father laughed so hard that he couldn't see his teeth.

The elders laughed, Dad Yan took out his mobile phone neatly, Qin Jue accepted the red envelope, and actually transferred a 520 to Lin Yang.

Then I transferred 13.14, which happened to clear up the balance.

After the transfer, he triumphantly took screenshots of the chat page and balance page, and posted them to Moments as if showing off.

He threw his phone aside after posting, completely unaware of the kind of shock his circle of friends had on the people he saw.

The red dot for new news kept jumping.

"Wife, am I good?" The man sat on the sofa, hugged the girl tightly, and whispered in a low voice with slightly curved mouth.

Lin Yang nestled in his arms with flushed cheeks, and her ears were completely red.

Maybe it was because the man's arms were too warm, or maybe it was because of the faint smell of alcohol mixed with absinthe on his body.

Soon.

It was as if Lin Yang had put on sound-proof headphones, and the bustling sounds in the living room gradually faded away.

Lin Yang yawned, closed his eyes in a daze, and dropped all the red envelopes in his hand on the carpet.

click.

Everyone's attention was attracted, and they were silent for a moment.

Seeing that the girl has fallen asleep in Qin Jue's arms.

Qin's mother quickly turned down the volume of the TV, and said in a low voice: "Hug Yangyang and go back to sleep for a while, and we will call you after eating dumplings."

Qin Jue nodded, and gently picked up the girl in his arms, the princess.

"Hey, take the red envelope." Yan's mother picked up the red envelope on the carpet, smiled, and gently placed it in Lin Yang's arms.

Qin Jue nodded with a chuckle, and carried Lin Yang back to the room.

Seeing the figure disappearing at the door of the bedroom, Yan's mother couldn't help feeling emotional: "Xiaojue, it's different to have a daughter-in-law."

Qin's mother also smiled: "No, it's not that you don't know what he was like before, when did he accompany us to watch the New Year?"

Qin Jue never cared about the New Year, red envelopes and so on.

*

Qin Jue put Lin Yang on the bed, and Lin Yang woke up the moment he touched the soft mattress.

The two were lying on the bed. Lin Yang just opened his eyes and looked at Qin Jue in a daze. He was startled. Before he could speak, Qin Jue understood her meaning.

Qin Jue leaned over, hugged her into his arms with a smile, and kissed her eyes: "It's okay, mom said we'll go out at 12 o'clock."

Lin Yang nodded and nestled in Qin Jue's arms.

This is the first New Year she and Qin Jue spent together.

She was afraid that she would fall asleep and miss 12 o'clock.

Lin Yang didn't dare to sleep any more, and started to find a topic while trying to stay sleepy.

Then I realized that when I was with Qin Jue, I was very happy talking about trivial things.

"Does Yang Yang have any New Year's wishes?" Qin Jue smiled, looking deeply into Lin Yang's eyes.

Lin Yang thought for a moment, then shook his head.

No more.

All the wishes she had had were fulfilled one by one by the man in front of her.

He even gave himself something that he never even dared to dream of.

If so, then she only hopes that Qin Jue will be with her forever.

Lin Yang's eyes wandered, and he regretted that he shook his head too decisively just now.

"Then I'll do it." Qin Jue lay flat against the head of the bed, and pulled the girl into his arms.

"Do you want three more?" Lin Yang withdrew his thoughts, stretched his arms in a funny way, and lay in his arms, his eyes sparkling.

The corners of Qin Jue's mouth were slightly curved, and he lowered his head and leaned back.

"Although I really want to—but this time, Yang Yang just promises me one."

A new year is coming.

The fireworks outside the window sounded together with the man's voice.

Lin Yang heard his words clearly, his pupils flickered, and his eyes widened slightly——

*

【Guess what President Qin wished, hehe】