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Chapter 964: Question of Knowledge

    

u sent back a text message.Lian Xing'er replied with a "You're welcome," and just as she was about to put her phone away, Tong Yimo called."Hello, Mommy.""Starry, Xiao Han and his mother came to visit..."I know, you're stubborn and won't admit it!" Song Erqin complained. 。Song Yunxi didn't retort to her mother anymore, thinking of Leng Yanchen in her mind, she was actually feeling quite uncomfortable inside. 。And Song Erqin muttered on and on, somewhat endlessly: "You know you want to support me in actively pursuing Mom's happiness" 。But for you, why aren't you taking the initiative

"Mom, you and Uncle Qin are in love." 。"I am different from Leng Yanchen, so please don't say any more, okay" Song Yunxi frowned, her face displeased. 。"You, young one..." Song Erqin hesitated, then changed the subject, "Forget it, get some rest." 。"Mom, goodnight" 。Song Yunxi greeted him faintly. 。Song Erqin shook her head and sighed as she walked out of the room. 。Meanwhile, the Cold family's large manor 。Leng Yanchen had just returned from outside when he was called to the study by his grandfather, Leng Yanting, for a "talk." 。On the spacious desk, Leng Yanting held a calligraphy brush in his hand, drawing a dragon. 。Leng Yanchen stood opposite the desk, watching Leng Yanting paint. 。Leng Yan Ting drew a dragon scale while ambiguously asking, “For so many days, you haven't proactively explained to me why you refused the marriage that Grandpa chose for you. Shouldn't you give Grandpa an explanation now”

“Why does Grandpa like Miss Song so much” Leng Yan Chen countered. 。Leng Yanting calmly continued painting: "She is very talented." 。"I want to hear the truth. " 。Cold Yanchen raised his eyebrows slightly. 。

Leng Yanting's hand holding the brush paused, and he had to raise it again. The other hand subconsciously touched his beard: "It's hard to find a woman who can give birth to your child..." 。"Is this related to my physique" Leng Yanchen suddenly became serious. 。Leng Yan Ting nodded. " Lian Zhong Kai said that you inherited half of your mother's special trait, so your partner must be a girl with a special blood type that can merge with yours." 。At first, your grandfather specially sent people to gather information about those girls for you. 。 。Grandfather thinks Xiaoxi is very excellent, she can be a good wife for you. 。Besides, the grandfather doesn't want the Cold family to die out. 。The Cold family is not extinct, his nephew still has children. 。"Leng Yanchen didn't think much of it." 。Leng Yan Ting sneered: "You're just like your father, never caring about the difference between legitimate and illegitimate children. Do you intend to hand over the Leng Corporation"

"Grandfather, to be frank with you, I have no interest in inheriting the Leng Corporation." 。"Leng Yanchen said calmly," 。Leng Yanting was not angry at his great-grandson's words at this moment, but rather, like someone who had seen through everything, he said in a heavy voice: "You are indeed uninterested, so ever since you retired and came back, you deliberately tarnished your reputation outside." 。People say that the descendants of Leng Yanting are not as good as the previous generation. 。Little Zeng's grandson spends every evening out, with a group of wealthy young men, indulging in extravagance. When he reached marriageable age, none of the parents of wealthy daughters were willing to arrange a marriage between their families and the Leng family. 。"Grandpa, if I have a girlfriend I like, I'll definitely bring her to meet you." 。"Leng Yanchen said in a good-natured voice." 。Leng Yan Ting sneered: "Grandpa gave you a reminder, don't bring back women who can't give you children." 。

Lest you should not have a good outcome

"Grandpa, do you know that Qin Lie, Song Miss's stepfather, gave her medicine," Cold Yanchen continued to ask. 。ed frozen in a tense standoff."Big and Miss...please, please get away from me..." Lang An said painfully.After Lian Xing'er understood Lang An's meaning, she was about to run away, but the handcuffs o...