Meng Ji believed it.
Lu Ye never lied to him.
She lowered her eyes, except in matters like that, of course.
Lu Ye looked at her. Her lips were moist and looked kissable.
He began to feel a little distraught.
After proposing, you can do the things you can do after proposing.
It felt different to be officially recognized. Lu Ye blinked.
He hasn't taken Meng Ji to Jiye Manor yet.
He had renovated the place half a year ago.
Originally, I wanted to use it as a wedding room for the two of them.
But today, Lu Ye wanted to eat some meat first.
He rubbed his fingertips with his fingertips and said in a gentle voice, "Wanwan..."
His words were interrupted by Meng Ji's phone ringing.
Lu Ye frowned in displeasure, thinking in his mind who wouldn't be smart enough to make a phone call so cleverly.
Meng Ji lowered his head and took out his cell phone.
It's a call from grandpa.
Lu Ye's expression changed when he saw who the caller was.
"Ah Ji, where did that brat take you? Grandpa has found some talented people for you. When will you come back to see them?" The old man on the other end of the phone was looking forward to it.
Meng Ji heard this and looked up at Lu Ye.
She was on the outside, so Lu Ye heard clearly what grandpa said.
Lu Ye was seen with a gloomy face, frowning and staring at her mobile phone with an unhappy look on his face.
Meng Ji also felt a headache. Now she was a little confused. Is grandpa joking or serious?
Lu Ye is his grandson, so it's not good to be so deceitful.
What's more, she has already explained it, Lu Ye is very good at it.
But Grandpa still didn’t believe it.
How could he believe it? Meng Ji was very worried.
It's impossible for her to say that Lu Ye is very good at any time.
She doesn't want this face anymore.
Pregnant with one.
She didn't know why, but these words suddenly popped into her head.
On the other end of the phone, Grandpa was still chattering.
Meng Ji's head hurt from the noise.
Lu Ye stretched out his hand and looked at her, "Shall I tell him?"
Meng Ji nodded and handed him the phone.
"Grandpa." Lu Ye shouted into the phone.
The chirping voice over there was so loud that Lu Ye frowned, took the phone and walked to the other side, farther away, and stood still after making sure that Meng Ji couldn't hear.
He spoke calmly and said to Mr. Lu, "Stop pretending."
The person on the other end of the phone was stunned for a few seconds. Mr. Lu felt aggrieved and said, "I didn't."
"Meng Ji is not with me now."
"Good boy." The other person laughed.
"What on earth do you want to do? She is thin-skinned and can't resist your teasing over and over again." Lu Ye frowned and looked back. Meng Ji was selecting fresh camellias on the arch bridge.
She liked these flowers very much, and Lu Ye's eyebrows softened.
These words were all brought back from abroad by him, and he spent a lot of thought on them.
"I want to hold a grandson." Mr. Lu said bluntly.
Lu Ye moved his gaze from Meng Ji back to the window. He felt his head was heavy.
In the past, he would be urged to go home every New Year.
This year he took Meng Ji home, but he didn't expect to be pushed even more violently.
When he was in country F, after he watched Li Xin give birth, Lu Ye was no longer obsessed with letting Meng Ji give birth to his child.
Not even willing to let her try.
It hurt so much she would cry.
She is most afraid of pain.
"Let's talk about it later." Lu Ye said calmly, crushing a petal with his fingertips.
He kneaded the juice from the petals into a drop and fell on the expensive floor.
"Lu Ye, you are almost running away, and half of my feet are about to be buried in the ground. I want to hug the soft little dumpling. What's wrong?" Mr. Lu on the other end of the phone was reluctant.
"How long can I live?"
"You really don't have the courage I had back then. I was very powerful back then."
"Besides, it's really hard to live as you get older." Mr. Lu paused, "Of course, I'm referring to you."
Lu Ye hates people mentioning his age the most.
This will make him feel like an old man when he is with Meng Ji.
So he usually works out and keeps fit, just to make himself and Meng Ji stand together and look like a good match.
Age is a sensitive word for him.
This time Lu Ye rarely opened his mouth to explain.
"Grandpa, I am only in my thirties, not ten years old..."
Lu Ye never said the words "I'm still young".
"How many years is there between thirty and ten years old? Lu Ye, please give me some snacks."
"Compared to your age compared to A Ji..."
Lu Ye couldn't listen anymore and hung up the phone.
Is it annoying to always talk about age?
He also wanted to be born a few years later and experience Meng Ji's adolescence, from school uniform to wedding dress with her.
The problem is that his parents gave birth to him so many years ago, what can they do.
Meng Ji chose a bouquet of flowers, which she could take back to her old house later.
It’s such a pity that so many flowers here are wasted.
She saw Lu Ye finished the phone call and walked over holding flowers.
Lu Ye had a dark face and looked extremely bad.
She tugged on his sleeve, "It's for you."
Lu Ye's eyes lit up when he saw the delicate flowers in front of him.
"For me?" He raised his eyebrows.
Meng Ji hesitated for a second and nodded.
If he is in a bad mood, give him a bouquet of flowers and he will be happy.
"Is grandpa angry?" Meng Ji tilted his head and asked him.
In fact, what she wanted to ask was, are you angry?
Lu Ye shook his head, "No."
"Then does he believe it?" Meng Ji clasped his fingers.
Lu Ye pursed his thin lips and reacted instantly, but he didn't mention it clearly.
"What do you believe in?"
Meng Ji bit his lip, "It's just that...I believe...that you are very powerful?"
"He didn't believe it, but he said..."
"What did you say?" Meng Ji was a little anxious.
Lu Ye's eyes were pure and clear, and he spoke slowly, "Grandpa said that if Wanwan was pregnant with one child, he would believe in my strength."
"Pregnant... pregnant with one." Meng Ji was stunned.
Lu Ye smiled, he was just teasing Meng Ji.
As a result, he heard Meng Ji say, "Lu Ye."
"Let's have one."
She paused and puffed out her cheeks, "I want to hold the baby too."
