Bai Jingrou looked at the old man in front of her in shock.
She didn't believe her ears and confirmed with Grandpa Li again: "You mean, let Lin Yiran give birth to the child?"
Mr. Li slowly walked back to the sofa, breathed a long sigh of relief and looked ahead: "It's just one child, the Li family can afford it."
Bai Jingrou's eyes dimmed instantly. She held her hands on the back of the sofa and almost lost her balance.
The result of letting Lin Yiran give birth to a child was not what she wanted.
Bai Jingrou's eyes were dull, staring ahead blankly.
She clenched her hands, unable to hide the unwillingness in her eyes.
Lin Yiran's child must never be born.
If this woman, like her, wants to use this child to threaten Li Hanxuan and return to the Li family again, wouldn't all her efforts be in vain?
She clenched her fists tightly, her eyes darkening for a moment.
When she parted ways with Lin Yiran at the mall cafe, she followed Lin Yiran carefully.
Until I saw Lin Yiran enter the obstetrics and gynecology department of the hospital.
All her tests told Bai Jingrou that Lin Yiran was pregnant.
Bai Jingrou didn't understand Lin Yiran's character.
She could only put herself in his shoes and think about what she would do with Li Hanxuan's child if she had one.
She would not hesitate to use this child to threaten Li Hanxuan into marrying into the Li family.
All the thoughts came together, and Bai Jingrou, who had no obstacles along the way, suddenly became panicked.
Bai Jingrou will never allow Lin Yiran to give birth to this child.
It will not give Lin Yiran any opportunity to take advantage of it.
"Miss Bai."
Uncle Zhao, the housekeeper, called softly to Bai Jingrou, who was absent-minded, and pointed at Grandpa Li's family sitting on the sofa.
Even after reacting, Bai Jingrou rubbed her eyebrows and quickly adjusted her emotions: "Since grandpa has decided to keep this child, I won't say anything more."
Grandpa Li immediately understood what Bai Jingrou said. He picked up the tea cup on the coffee table and took a sip: "Just say what you want to say."
Bai Jingrou lowered her head and was silent for a long time.
He raised his eyes and looked at the family photo placed aside, with a smile on his lips, but his eyes were full of coldness: "Grandpa, don't tell Han Xuan about Lin Yiran's pregnancy yet."
"Why."
The old man of the Li family is very powerful. He seems to have seen through Bai Jingrou's tricks, but he still acts indifferently with her.
He put down the tea cup and turned his head to wait for Bai Jingrou's answer.
Bai Jingrou smoothed her short hair beside her ears. Her short hair fell neatly and naturally beside her ears. There was still a trace of curvature at the ends of her newly trimmed hair: "If Li Hanxuan knew that Lin Yiran had his child, he would not
I agree to the marriage you arranged."
The old man of the Li family laughed a few times, obviously very satisfied with Bai Jingrou's answer.
He stood up and walked to the lotus lantern on the side. He carefully looked at the gorgeous and exquisite flower aristocrat in front of him.
Grandpa Li gently stroked the flowers in front of him and said in a calm tone without any emotion: "I really like this pot of lotus lantern. It's a pity that its roots are too fragile. Don't look at the pink and graceful petals.
In fact, it only blooms twice a year. Only when it blooms can it be qualified to appear in my living room."
Bai Jingrou's eyes fell on the lotus lantern carefully cared for by Grandpa Li's family. She frowned slightly, not understanding what Grandpa Li's words meant.

Chapter completed!