After Song Yan finished speaking, he felt like he was entering a state of no one, so he opened the door and went in. He left two bodyguards in chaos outside.

The room was dark, and Song Yan suddenly came from the bright place to the dark place. He didn't get used to it, and his eyes were pitch black.

She immediately closed her eyes and mobilized all her senses. Something on the left was thrown towards her, and she dodged sideways.

After a few seconds, I opened my eyes and could see the environment in the room completely.

The thick curtains were closed tightly to cover the sunlight outside. Fortunately, because it was daytime, the room was not dark but dark, otherwise she would really not be able to see anything clearly.

On the left side, there was someone standing there.

Song Yan slowly approached her: "Madam Li?"

Mrs. Li's arms were waving randomly in the air, and her voice was sharp: "Don't come over, don't come over you, you bitch! Go away!"

"Mrs. Li, I am Song Yan. I am pregnant now. I am your grandchild. Are you happy if you want to be a grandma?"

Song Yan stopped five steps away from her, her voice soft and very seductive.

Mrs. Li really became quiet.

She repeated: "Grandma, grandma..."

Song Yan did not interrupt her, but just stood there quietly, letting Mrs. Li feel her existence and letting Mrs. Li know that she is not alone in the darkness, and that she also has a new future to welcome her, rather than immersing herself in the past.

Mrs. Li turned around and turned on the light. She saw clearly the person coming and called out: "Song Yan?"

"Madam Li, do you know who I am?" Song Yan was very surprised, but in order not to scare her, she forcibly suppressed the excitement brought by her voice.

"Song Yan, what did you say just now?" Mrs. Li walked over and grabbed her hand.

"You're going to be a grandma."

Mrs. Li's eyes fell on Song Yan's flat belly, as if confirming whether she was lying to her.

"I just went to the hospital for examination and I'm already one month pregnant." Song Yan said with a smile.

"Okay, okay, I'll make you delicious."

Mrs. Li smiled with satisfaction. Looking at it this way, she didn't look like a lunatic at all.

"Well. Then let's go out together?"

"Don't go to the kitchen. Go back to your room to rest. I'll make it to let the servants send it to you later."

Mrs. Li thought Song Yan wanted to take her to the kitchen, but she refused.

"OK."

Song Yan was a little moved. It turned out that Mrs. Li was such a caring person. If Li Zhennan had not died back then, they would have lived a very harmonious couple. Song Yan was still thinking about it. Mrs. Li had already cleaned up, opened the curtains, and then went out.

Song Yan hurriedly walked with her, mainly because the two bodyguards in front of the door were too unsightly. She went out together. At least she could help the bodyguards panic and would not scare Mrs. Li again.

"Madam, you can't go out."

Sure enough, as soon as Mrs. Li opened the door, the two bodyguards immediately reached out to stop her and spoke to Mrs. Li very politely.

"This is my family. Wherever I want to go, you two will do some serious business. Don't stand stupidly here and be the door god." Mrs. Li glanced at the two of them indifferently, frowned in annoyance. She was lazy and sneaked to the door of her bedroom?

The bodyguard was stunned. Mrs. Li was fine? Why did she suddenly talk to them and speak so smoothly? They cast their eyes on Song Yan for help.

Song Yan signaled the two to leave first: "I'll be with my wife, it's okay."

Mrs. Li went to the kitchen and started making soup. Making soup was Mrs. Li's best job. When Li Zhennan was still there in the early years, he would definitely drink the health soup made by Mrs. Yi Wanli every day after returning from work.

When the butler saw Mrs. Li cooking in the kitchen, he suspected that he was dizzy. He rubbed his eyes and immediately walked over after confirming that it was not an illusion.

"Madam, just leave these for us to do. You can go and rest."

"I'll make soup for my grandson, so I won't be tired."

Mrs. Li didn't even look at the housekeeper, but said to Song Yan, which made Song Yan feel embarrassed. Before her belly was confirmed, Mrs. Li identified herself as a boy.

The housekeeper was shocked: "Grandson?" Could it be that the wife's condition worsened again? Not only was she immersed in the memories of the past, but she could also make up characters in the future?

The housekeeper did not react for a moment that she was talking about Song Yan's child. After all, Li Beiting was not married yet, and the housekeeper had not regarded Song Yan as a member of the Li family. As for her child, if Li Beiting no longer likes her to break up with her, then the child may not be able to be preserved.

"Madam, what if it's a girl?" Song Yan asked with a smile.

"Girls are granddaughters, the same." Mrs. Li did not have the concept of favoring boys over girls, but she was just used to calling her grandson. In the past, when Li Beiting was single for a long time and was rumored to like men, Mrs. Li told him all day long that Li could not live without her, and she wanted a grandson and so on.

The annoyed Li Beiting moved out of the old house and was unwilling to come back. Since Song Yan appeared, Li Beiting has come to the old house more and more often.

Song Yan was very happy, and everyone was looking forward to the birth of this little life.

The housekeeper secretly sent a message to Li Beiting.

When Li Beiting rushed back to the old house from the company, Song Yan and Mrs. Li were drinking soup together at the dining table.

Song Yan had no appetite, but was impressed by Mrs. Li's soup and drank several bowls.

"Beiting, you are back. Hurry up and wash your hands and sit down, and have someone give you a bowl." Mrs. Li smiled and greeted him over.

Li Beiting was stunned for a moment. Has his mother recovered from illness?

Song Yan also called him: "Come here."

Li Beiting sat quietly on his seat, wiped his hands clean, and drank the bone soup that he hadn't missed for a long time.

Since her father passed away, Mrs. Li has never made soup again, let alone this bone soup that she is best at.

Li Beiting looked at Song Yan and felt a little complicated for a moment.

"Drink slowly. I'm tired, so I'll go to bed first." After Mrs. Li said that, she went up the stairs and returned to her bedroom.

Li Beiting put down his bowl and waited for Song Yan to finish eating.

Song Yan asked in confusion: "Don't you eat it?"

Li Beiting: "Yes."

"Give me a drink."

Song Yan brought his bowl over. He didn't even finish drinking such a delicious soup and didn't know how to cherish it at all.

Ten minutes later, Song Yanxin touched her stomach with satisfaction.

"My mom, is she ready?"

Li Beiting asked until she finished her last sip.

"It shouldn't be, it's much more sober than before." Song Yan carefully recalled Mrs. Li's actions today. Although she could talk to her, she was still far from the time she was completely normal. At least her personality was different from before. She used to be very strong, but now she is still in the posture of a girl who fell into love when she was sick.

"what happened?"

"I told her that she was going to be a grandma."

Li Beiting raised his eyebrows: "That's it?"

Song Yan nodded: "Well, that's it."
Chapter completed!