As soon as he finished speaking, although he was simply and subconsciously speaking Chinese, Xiu understood it. Both of them who were still fighting came back to their senses.

Xiu took the lead in setting a distance, ran to the edge of the bed, lifted the quilt on Qi's body, and asked, "Are you pregnant with his child?"

The questioning roar in his ear made Qi frown. He sat up and swung directly on Xiu's face, hitting his cheekbones firmly. At the same time, the pain from the joints also made her wake up a little:

"I said, are you two sick? Can't you let someone have a good night's sleep in the early morning?"

Xiu had already had bruises on his face, but he still didn't care and shouted to Sui again: "I'll ask you, are you pregnant?"

He looked at Xiu, who was yelling at her by the bed with an idiot, and responded angrily: "It's nothing to do with my mother's pregnancy! I don't ask you for gifts."

After receiving a simple recognition, Xiu's face became even more ugly, and even felt a little disappointed.

Just looking at Xiu's whole chest was so angry that he was a little confused.

Early in the morning, I asked her what she was doing about her pregnancy?

Is it because I like her that I can’t stand her getting pregnant and being stimulated?

After a moment, Xiu let go of the simplicity and turned toward Fu Lingjiang, who was tidying up his clothes, shouting:

"Fu Lingjiang, I'll kill you."

Before he finished speaking, he clenched his fists and waved towards Fu Lingjiang again

Xiu is a soldier. Although Fu Lingjiang usually exercises, it is obvious that he is a bit difficult to face the British Army Lieutenant Colonel...

I took a brief look at the two people fighting beside me, lay down irritably, pulled the quilt on my body, covering my head, not wanting to disturb the emotional exchanges between the two brothers...

It was not until after eight o'clock that I came out of the bed.

As for Xiu, El had already called him away.

I simply turned over and got out of bed, walked barefoot on the carpet, and went to the bathroom in a daze.

The bathroom in the guest room is not big and there is no room, so when I open the door, I can see my naked back under my disheveled head...

Simple looked at Fu Lingjiang's shocking whip marks on his back in a daze, and his brain suddenly felt a little unresponsive.

How come there are so many scars on him?

Moreover, the scars were pink and tender, obviously not long after they were injured.

Fu Lingjiang turned his head and looked at the simplicity of being at the door, frowned in displeasure, "Do you have the fun of watching someone else take a bath?"

He was very upset that others saw his scars, especially her.

As soon as he finished speaking, he blinked his eyes briefly and then came to his senses. He quickly turned around and left the bathroom in a hurry.

A few minutes later, Fu Lingjiang came out of the bathroom wearing a gray bathrobe, looked at the simplicity of sitting beside the bed, and said indifferently:

"You can use it, but the ground is a little wet, so be careful to slip."

Stand up and walked towards the bathroom with a little cramped pace

After walking a few steps, Jian suddenly turned around and asked carefully, "Did he beat him?"

She asked him last night that no matter how blood is it, she is a relative who is thicker than water, and she has a deep hatred that he has to try his best to retaliate...

He said that it is necessary to spy on others' bad luck.

So, are they the scars on his back?

Fu Lingjiang just met the simple sight, was silent, and did not respond.

Simplicity and instant understanding, silence is the best response.

She didn't know what to say, but after all, she just said: "You are right, he is not worthy of being a father."

After saying that, he turned around and entered the bathroom.

How could a person who can be so cruel to his children be a qualified father?

....

By the time the simple came out, Fu Lingjiang had already changed his clothes.

"I missed breakfast, he asked you to go down and use morning tea." Fu Lingjiang said in a low voice.

He responded simply and lightly. He originally had some respect for the kind elder last night, but after seeing the scars on Fu Lingjiang's body, he was instantly filled with contempt...

Sure enough, people cannot behave like appearance!

Then, he went downstairs with Fu Lingjiang.

On the long table, before she could eat two pieces of pastry, El suddenly put a document in front of the simple one, and Carlos, who was in charge, said:

"Look, if there is no objection, just sign it!"

"Hmm?" Simply, subconsciously, said in confusion. What words should she sign?

I simply picked up the document on the table, and browsed roughly at the beginning. Before I could see half of it, I frowned simply and complicatedly, and asked Carlos Heverside:

"What is this? Pass the Duke of Westminter's seal to my children, and the Grosvenor Group and all the property under your name?"

Carlos smiled gently and nodded gently, "If you have no problem reading it, just sign it on the last page."

I looked at Carlos in a simplicity and disbelief. Isn't this a joke?

She turned around, looked at Fu Lingjiang standing behind her, and asked in a low voice: "Did he forget to take medicine in the morning?"

That's why it's a bit abnormal.

Fu Lingjiang responded in a low voice: "You can finish reading first."

Simply closed his surprised little mouth, he had to turn around and read it clearly word by word...

This pie is too big, right?

It's still meat filling.

But when he saw the third page, Jian frowned again and raised his doubts: "That... the condition for inheritance is your daughter-in-law, that is, I want to marry Fu Lingjiang?"

Carlos's gray-green eyes were kind, "Naturally. I had already issued a statement this morning, admitting that Jiang is my son, and also sent out the news of your pregnancy. The child in your belly is the ninth Duke of Westminter that I have identified."

"No, wait." Jian frowned, "Did you make something wrong? This child is not from Fu Lingjiang, and I have nothing to do with him."

As soon as he finished speaking, Carlos's face suddenly became a little gloomy, and even a little angry: "The news has been posted. I don't care who this child is now. You can have a second child in the future. I will still stick to myself and give everything to my future grandson."

I was a little anxious and stood up to explain: "Mr. Carlos Heveside, I think you may not know that I am the fiancée of Gu Jiu of Gu's family. Even if I am an acquaintance with Fu Lingjiang at most, how could I marry him or even have children to inherit your inheritance!"

As soon as Carlos finished speaking, before he could speak, El behind him said coldly:

"Miss Jane, please pay attention to your attitude and words towards His Excellency Duke Westminter."

Simple:"……"

The scene suddenly fell into a stalemate, and finally Carlos spoke with regret: "So, did I misunderstand your relationship with Jiang? I heard that you and Jiang have lived together for a long time and are pregnant..."

A simple and headache-inducing explanation: "Those are just misunderstandings, but they are not what you think. The child in my belly is Gu Jiu's, and has nothing to do with Fu Lingjiang."

What happened? How blind is he to misunderstand their relationship?

Are you crazy about your grandson?

Carlos couldn't hold back his face, and stood up and apologized: "I feel sorry for my wishful thinking and not finding out the troubles that the facts have caused to you."

As soon as I finished speaking, I could still care about this simple person who is a junior, so I could only laugh and say it’s okay!

Then, Carlos was going out to play golf, and Fu Lingjiang took Jian back to the room.

....

On the bed, he spoke out in a slight slight puzzled voice: "Didn't he say he wants to give everything to his grandson? Why don't you get married? Isn't it enough to marry a woman and get you pregnant with a baby?"

Fu Lingjiang took a deep breath helplessly and asked back: "How can a person who doesn't even like his own son? How can he have any bonds to a non-existent grandson?"

He was stunned for a moment and asked, "What do you mean?"

"Literally." Fu Lingjiang was a little perfunctory.

Carlos Heverside's favor for his son Xiu is obvious to all in the eyes of the media and the outside world, so the outside world put the hat of the ninth duke on Xiu Heverside's head early.

He also knew what simplicity had to do with him, but he still pretended to be unaware of it to act in this self-directed and self-acted drama...

He had known for a long time that simple would not sign this document at all.

Speaking of which, he seemed to have to thank Simplified. If it weren't for her, I'm afraid someone wouldn't have given him a legitimate title until his death!

Simple:"……"

"You are all traitors, you are obviously a family, but they all have ulterior motives. Are you tired?"

She didn't want to get involved in the matter between them.

Fu Lingjiang looked cold and said to change the topic: "You didn't eat much just now? Are you hungry? I'll make some food for you."

"You do it?" Simply grasped the point and asked out loud.

Fu Lingjiang was silent and did not respond.

He has the right to use the kitchen, but he does not have the qualifications to call a servant chef.

"Then... I want to eat hot and sour noodles."
To be continued...