A single biography of the ninth generation? I gave birth to three babies, my wife is crazy and rich

It's not that she didn't understand what the doctor said. She naturally knew that if she continued to carry the child, her body would not be able to bear it. Moreover, even her mother-in-law and uncle told her to abort the baby.

She thought about it and felt that this was the right decision.

Intellectually, she supports aborting the child.

However, emotionally, she couldn't bear to let go.

For a moment, she was very conflicted.

"Baby... I know you can't bear to leave him, and I can't bear to leave him either, but we have to take care of ourselves first before we have the chance to love the baby.

Baby, there's nothing wrong with being a little selfish."

The last sentence hit her heart hard.

She lowered her eyes and their gaze fell on her belly, where a baby was growing.

Unfortunately, they are not destined to be together.

She suddenly remembered the bizarre dream just now. Could it be that the baby knew that they were not destined to be together and came to say goodbye to her?

"Uncle, I just had a dream. I dreamed that there was a child who called me mom, and then..."

She recounted the bizarre dream.

"Do you think he knows that we are not destined to be together, so he came to say goodbye to me?"

Mu Yin hugged her and let her snuggle in his arms.

He stroked her abdomen with his large palm.

"Baby, maybe this is a dream. Look, he doesn't want to hurt you, so why bother yourself?"

"Baby, don't think about it. I'll arrange for a doctor to perform surgery on you as soon as possible. Otherwise, you will be in pain all the time, okay?"

Mu Yin finally understood why she had been having stomachaches recently.

It turned out to be a sign of miscarriage.

Song Chi fell into his arms and cried bitterly.

She didn't know how long she cried, her body was shaking from crying.

Mu Yin felt so distressed that he stroked her back with his big hand and soothed her softly.

"Baby, I'm sorry, don't cry..."

Song Chi was still crying.

After a while, she slowly calmed down. Her voice was hoarse and the corners of her eyes were red.

"Uncle, I promise you..."

Mu Yin hugged her tightly: "Baby, I'm sorry, sorry, sorry..."

If he had known there would be such a big trouble, he shouldn't have...

Unfortunately, in this world, knowing it earlier is priceless.

Song Chi shook his head.

"Uncle, don't apologize to me."

She also hugged him tightly.

"Uncle, when the babies are two years old, you have to compensate me with a child."

"No, two!"

Mu Yin didn't know whether to laugh or cry when he heard this.

"Okay, I'll compensate you."

The two looked at each other, crying and laughing, the atmosphere was sad and warm.

Mu Yin stroked her abdomen and asked softly.

"Does your stomach still hurt?"

Song Chi nodded: "A little bit."

"Let's go to the hospital now."

Song Chi looked worried.

"But, uncle, there's a funeral going on at home. Will there be any trouble if we leave now?"

"With my dad and mom here, there won't be any trouble."

Song Chi thought about it and agreed.

"Then let's go quickly. After we finish the matter, we have to come back to guard the funeral hall for grandpa."

Mu Yin: “…Okay.”

He wanted to say that she didn't need to worry about things like guarding the funeral hall.

She's going to have surgery, so naturally she needs to rest well.

He didn't want to make her worry, so he naturally didn't say these words.

Mu Yin stood up and picked her up like a princess.

The two went downstairs.

Downstairs, Mu Zhenxuan and Cheng Shu saw the two of them.

Cheng Shu stepped forward and asked.

"Why did my daughter-in-law come out?"

"Mom, Dad, let's go to the hospital. You guys should keep an eye on Grandpa's funeral first."

"Okay, go ahead and be careful on the road."

Mu Yin nodded and carried Song Chi into the car.

Cheng Shu watched them leave. Even after their car drove far away, he was reluctant to look away, his eyes full of worry.

"Xiao Shu, don't worry, A Yin will take care of your daughter-in-law."

"Alas, A Yin is steady, but he is a man after all. How could he know how painful it is for a woman to have an abortion, what preparations are needed, and what to pay attention to afterwards..."

After thinking it over, Cheng Shu said, "No, I'll go to the hospital too."

"Old Mu, you stay at home."

Mu Zhenxuan had no choice but to say, "Okay, I'll stay at home, and you and A Yin go take care of your daughter-in-law."

Cheng Shu asked the driver to take her to the hospital.

As soon as they left, a convoy drove up to the Mu family's gate.

The people on the bus got off, uninvited.

The servant saw that they had bad intentions and scolded them.

"Who are you? The Mu family is not seeing any guests today. Please go back... Alas... What are you doing..."

Before he could finish his words, this group of people pushed the servants aside and forced their way in.

Mu Zhenxuan was directing the servants to arrange the funeral when he saw an outsider breaking in.

He frowned and looked at the person who came carefully.

They turned out to be Mu Nianbai, Guo Jingye and others. The two of them were accompanied by a dozen bodyguards. They looked aggressive and had bad intentions.

Mu Zhenxuan's face was grim.

"Mr. Guo, what do you mean?"

He glanced at Mu Nianbai and saw him sitting in a wheelchair with bruises and red bumps on his face. He looked like a pig's head, which was very funny.

Seeing his appearance, Mu Zhenxuan probably guessed that it was his son's masterpiece, and couldn't help laughing in his heart.

Mu Nianbai felt even more suffocated when he saw him staring at him and trying not to laugh.

Guo Jingye said with a boastful look on his face.

"Chairman Mu, I heard that Mr. Mu passed away suddenly. I feel very sad..."

As he spoke, he stomped his feet, beat his chest, and cried loudly in an exaggerated manner, but without a single tear.

"Look, we are here without stopping to see you off. Old man, why are you leaving just like that? Woo woo woo..."

Mu Zhenxuan: “…”

He glanced at him as if he were an idiot.

"Thank you."

Although he said thank you, there was no sincerity in it and his voice was very cold.

"Dad's funeral hall hasn't been set up yet. I want to come and see him off. Please wait until we send out the invitation letter. Now, please leave."

"Oh, Mr. Mu, you must know this person..."

Guo Jingye pointed at Mu Nianbai.

"He is your son. You can chase me away, but how can you chase your own son away?"

He smirked.

Mu Zhenxuan's eyes turned cold: "He is not my son!"

"We have done several DNA tests and the results are clear. Why are you deceiving yourself? Mr. Mu, we are here not only to see Mr. Mu off, but also to see clearly his legacy!"

"heritage?"

Mu Zhenxuan sneered: "I know why you came here today. What do you mean by coming to see him off? You want to steal the Mu family's property, right? I advise you to go to the neurology department and have your brain checked. Even if the Mu family donates their property, they won't give it to this idiot!"

He glanced at Mu Nianbai, his eyes full of disgust and contempt.

Mu Nianbai's eyes darkened and he secretly clenched his fists.

Mu Zhenxuan snorted coldly and ordered.

"Come here, see the guests off!"

Suddenly, Mu Nianbai, who had been silent the whole time, said in a cold voice: "We won't leave! And I want to read out the old man's suicide note now!"

Mu Zhenxuan and Mu Nianbai looked at each other and their eyes clashed.

The atmosphere was tense and thrilling...