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(Your Daughter Opened Up a Company (8)

“I won’t give you money. I’m not interested in your news,” Pudding refused her without hesitation.

“Huh? Dad, look at your eldest daughter… She’s so mean…” Little Bean was displeased.

“Haha! It’s difficult to blackmail your sister.” Huo Mian chuckled.

“Forget it. Grandpa, Grandma, you give me money and I’ll tell you the news secretly.” Little Bean looked at her grandparents.

“Grandpa, Grandma, don’t give her money. She won’t be able to keep the secret long even if you don’t give her money,” Pudding interrupted.

“Qin Zhaozhao, you’re so mean. You won’t give me money and even instigated our grandparents against me. Are you still my sister?”

“You shouldn’t ask for money from your sister in the first place. Grandpa and Grandma are so good to you, and you still want them to buy your news? Shame on you,” Pudding retorted.

“Huh. You, you, you…” Little Bean didn’t know how to answer her sister’s retort.

“Haha! Fine! Stop arguing, or I’ll have a headache. Now each of you take a step back. 1,000 yuan from each of us is a bit high. I’ll give you 500 and you tell us the good news, okay?” Qin Chu’s father dug out five 100 yuan bills from his shirt pocket and placed them on the table.

“500? That’s not enough for a few boxes of Haagen-Dazs…” Little Bean pouted.

“Take the money. You should thank Grandpa for giving you 500. Or else you’ll have nothing.” While she spoke, Pudding reached out for the money.

Little Bean snatched it from the table.

“Qin Zhaozhao, don’t think of taking my money.”

Pudding didn’t want to take the money; she did it just to mess with Little Bean and she succeeded.

“Now you’ve taken Grandpa’s money, tell us what good news you have.” Mrs. Qin picked up a dumpling with her chopsticks and put it into Huo Mian’s bowl.

Moved by the gesture, Huo Mian glanced at her mother-in-law gratefully.

“The good news is I accompanied Mom to have a prenatal check today and the auntie operating the ultrasound machine said Mom is pregnant with a boy.”

“Huh? Really? Mian, did the kid tell the truth?” Mrs. Qin was thrilled.

“Yeah. Mian, did Little Bean tell the truth?” Qin Chu’s father was also excited.

“Ahem… Little Bean, what nonsense are you talking about?” Huo Mian was a bit shy.

She had intended to tell the news to only Qin Chu. After all, if she told everyone and it turned out that it was a girl, she’d feel embarrassed.

But to her surprise, Little Bean spilled the beans so soon.

Huo Mian was puzzled because she remembered she didn’t tell Little Bean or Chen Jie about the result.

Where did the little girl get the news?

“It’s not nonsense. It’s true.”

“Who told you that?” Huo Mian looked at her daughter in puzzlement.

“I don’t need anyone to tell me. After you finished the check, you were supposed to come home. But you suddenly decided to go to see Dad. I could see you had good news by looking at your smiling face… So, I guessed you must have a boy in your belly; you’re going to give birth to a prince for our family.” Little Bean speculated.

Huo Mian didn’t know whether she should cry or laugh.

“Good. Our Little Bean is smart,” Qin Chu praised her proudly.

“Mom, is what Little Bean said true?” Pudding cocked her head and asked Huo Mian calmly.

“Um… In fact, I’m not sure. It was only a prenatal check. My colleague probably said it to make me happy. So, don’t take it seriously,” Huo Mian said embarrassedly.

“That’s impossible. The devices at South Side have always been good. Mian, don’t be shy…” Qin Chu’s father was thrilled since he had not dared to hope that he’d be able to have a grandson.

“Yeah. Mian, just tell us the truth, so we don’t have to guess.” Qin Chu’s mother was beyond excitement.


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