Shao Yun did not look at Qin Ya in front of Su Zhan, for fear that Su Zhan would discover something.

When he was at his age, he liked a little girl and was embarrassed to find out.

"It's nothing strange."

Shao Yun racked his brains to explain the word, "Some people didn't like spicy food before, but later they liked it, and their tastes would change, and their aesthetics would naturally change."

It’s not that his preferences have changed, but because Qin Ya said that he was not good-looking in flowers and did not dare to show his thoughts before. He knew that she was going to divorce Su Zhan, so he wanted to change himself in front of her, but he didn’t expect it... Shao Yun regretted it very much.

"I'll take you back?"

Shao Yun asked.

"Didn't you say you want to welcome me?"

Qin Ya asked.

Shao Yun paused for a moment and said with awkward expression, "I thought I still have something to do. If you are hungry, let Su Zhan take you there."

If Su Zhan is not there, he will naturally try his best to treat Qin Ya and take care of her. Now that Su Zhan is here, he shouldn't do these things.

Qin Ya smiled and said, "Su Zhan is not familiar with him here, so you know a lot. If you have any delicious restaurants, please recommend them to us."

Shao Yun recommended the names of several restaurants, "These restaurants taste good."

"Thank you, uncle."

Qin Ya thanked.

Shao Yun didn't say anything.

He sent them to his residence and left.

City b.

The old house of Zong family.

The family moved from the villa to the old house. When the whole family moved in, the room was used up, and fortunately enough to live in.

Zong Qifeng was unwilling to be hospitalized. He was always a little persistent when he was old, so the doctor could only come to his home for examination every day.

Zong Jinghao has not been to the company these two days, and Lin Xinyan has not asked him how he arranged the matters. At this time, he is afraid that he will not be in the mood to deal with the company's affairs, so he will definitely have his own ideas.

After the doctor finished the examination of Zong Qifeng, Zong Jinghao came out of the room with him and personally sent him out. The doctor said, "His condition worsened very quickly. Even if he wanted surgery, he could no longer have this craniotomy. Now he can only use hormone treatment conservatively and appropriately to extend the patient's life span."

Zong Jinghao is deep and dark, "That's going to make you worry. When you get old, you are stubborn and refuse to go to the hospital."

The doctor said, "As long as he is happy, even if he lives for a few more months, he will live a life worse than death. What's the point?"

As a doctor, he saw all the joys and sorrows of time, and everything was calm. He felt that the most important thing was happiness. As for how long he could live, he could do his best.

"Don't worry, I will do my best."

Doctors take it lightly, but as a patient's family, it is difficult to see through it. They always want their relatives to be with them for a longer time.

This is human nature.

"I'll come back tomorrow."

The doctor got in the car and left. Zong Jinghao stood on the side of the road for a while before turning around and entering the house.

Lin Xinyan was holding Xiaobao in the living room and coaxing him to sleep.

Zong Jinghao reached out and carried the little treasure in her arms and said, "Come in with me, I have something to say to you."

After saying that, he carried Xiaobao upstairs, Lin Xinyan followed him upstairs to the room. She closed the door and walked over and asked, "Do you have anything to tell me?"

Zong Jinghao pulled her to sit beside the bed, and Lin Xinyan sat down with the flow.

He said, "Our son looks like you."

Lin Xinyan felt that Zong Jinghao was very strange today. She didn't answer the words, knowing that he must have something else to say.

But after a long time, Zong Jinghao didn't speak anymore.

Lin Xinyan grabbed his hand, "We are husband and wife. You can say whatever you have. You don't have to think about words and sentences with me."

Zong Jinghao raised his eyes, and his ink-colored eyes flashed with a hint of reluctance, and it was soon flooded in his eyes. No one could see it. "Yesterday Su Zhan looked for me and said he wanted to live in City C with Qin Ya."

Lin Xinyan clenched his hand quietly, and could probably guess what he thought in his heart. He rested his head on his shoulder and said, "I have always had something to say to you, but I have never had a chance... Qin Ya can't have children. If Xiaobao asked her to raise her, she would definitely be very good to Xiaobao."

She knew that Zong Jinghao could not say it. There were various reasons that raising the child for Su Zhan and Qin Ya was the best choice, but she would definitely not be able to overcome the hurdle in her heart.

She understood him and understood his thoughts.

"The child's surname is Zhuang. Uncle Er gave me all the shares of JK. I will pass it on to him in the future. If he can live in City C... it's also very good. Su Zhan and Qin Ya have experienced a lot. It's a pity that there is no child. If he has a son, he can enjoy the joy of family."

She slowly raised her eyes, "Although the second uncle is still energetic, he can't manage me for the rest of his life. There will always be a time to hand over. If the child is raised by Su Zhan, he will do his best."

Zong Jinghao grabbed her hand, Lin Xinyan was telling him that this woman was meticulous, and now she could guess what she thought with just one move.

"The textile factory cannot be closed anymore. That is the continuation of the Cheng family's ancestral business. Now my uncle wants to accompany my father, and someone really needs to manage these things there. Su Zhan's life there is the best choice, and we have Yan Xi and Yan Chen around us."

Lin Xinyan looked at him, "Let's raise Xiaobao for Su Zhan and Qin Ya."

Zong Jinghao looked down at his son. The little guy fell asleep now, his fair little face was exactly the same as Lin Xinyan.

"People say that a son looks like a mother is blessed, he is blessed, and he can have so many people who love him."

Lin Xinyan reached out to touch his son's face.

Even though I was reluctant to let it go, I could see it openly and understand that from his surname, he, Yan Chen and Yan Xi, had a different future, and he shouldered more.
Chapter completed!