Joey knew that this was Song Qingya's grandmother, and she should not have a good impression of her.
But why could her heart hurt when she saw her crying?
She went over to hold Mrs. Sang's arm and said in a gentle tone: "Mrs. Sang, I am Joey."
When Mrs. Sang heard this, she wiped her tears with some disappointment.
She held Joey's hand and choked up: "Why not my Amei? Amei plays this piece exactly like you. You and her..."
Before she finished speaking, she was interrupted by Song Qingya.
She put her arms around Old Mrs. Sang's shoulders and looked sad: "Grandma, do you miss your mother? I miss her so much. I'll take you over to see her tomorrow, okay?"
Seeing the tears on Song Qingya's face, Mrs. Sang didn't finish her sentence after all.
She didn't know why she saw the shadow of her daughter in Joey.
Her every move, every smile, every move is so similar.
Are they really not related?
This scene happened to be seen by Song Yanchen who had just walked in, and his eyes fell on Joey.
Looking up and down.
It turns out it's not just him who feels this way about Joey.
Why would grandma mistake her?
Is it because I miss you too much, or are they really similar?
Thinking of this, Song Yanchen's heart was suddenly hit by something.
His eyes suddenly stagnated, and he even stopped breathing.
This idea was so impactful that he clenched his fists involuntarily.
He looked towards Joey again.
It landed right on her back.
Joey is wearing a new style of cheongsam today, which adds a bit of Western flavor to the oriental classical charm.
The back of the cheongsam is designed with tulle, and Joey's beautiful butterfly bones can be vaguely seen.
Song Yanchen stared at Joey with her narrow eyes, trying to find the plum blossom birthmark on her back.
What disappointed him was that Joey's back was smooth and white, without any blemishes.
Song Yanchen slowly loosened his nervous fists, and the hope that had just been ignited in his heart was extinguished.
The birthday banquet began. Lu Wenzhou and Lu Yuanchuan served as hosts, holding wine glasses and toasting to the guests.
Joey has always been with Mrs. Lu and Mrs. Sang.
The two old ladies almost got into a fight because they were serving her food.
This scene made Song Qingya, who was sitting at the next table, grit her teeth in anger.
Why could Joey sit at the main table? Why was Grandma Lu putting her on the tip of her nose when she first came to the Lu family?
Even her grandmother, who had always loved her, devoted her thoughts to Joey.
Is it true that blood dissolves in water?
Even if she has been with her grandmother for more than 20 years, can she still be inferior to Joey, her biological grandson?
When she thought that Joey would take everything away from her in the future, the shadows in Song Qingya's eyes gradually deepened.
But she soon suppressed the emotion in her eyes, with a slight smile hanging on her lips.
Holding the wine glass, he walked towards Mrs. Lu.
At the same time, several ladies were holding wine glasses and toasting to Mrs. Lu.
"I wish the old lady a prosperous life in the East China Sea, a life as long as the Southern Mountains, and a great-grandson as soon as possible."
"I already have a grandson and a daughter-in-law, but this great-grandson is just around the corner. Let Wenzhou work harder and try to have two of them a year."
"Old lady, hurry up and prepare for Wenzhou's wedding. Otherwise, the full moon wine and wedding wine will have to be together."
Facing everyone's blessings, Mrs. Lu was so beautiful that she couldn't smile from ear to ear.
She smiled and patted Joey's hand and said, "Yiyi, grandma has no other wish in her lifetime. She just hopes to see you and Wenzhou's child as soon as possible. When we get there, the ancestors of the Lu family and I will be considered I have an explanation, can you fulfill grandma’s wish?”
The old lady's sincere and expectant eyes made Joey's heart hurt suddenly.
She desperately wanted to get together with Lu Wenzhou again, but she would eventually have to face this huge problem.
Her fingertips were cold, and her eyes looked toward Lu Wenzhou in panic.
He was holding a wine glass and talking to the guests, completely unaware of what was happening here.
Just when Joey didn't know what to say, Song Qingya's voice suddenly came to his ears.
"Grandma Lu, I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint you. Joey won't grant your wish."
Hearing what she said, Mrs. Sang immediately tugged on her clothes and scolded: "You kid, don't talk nonsense. Today is your Grandma Lu's birthday. Why did you say something unlucky?"
Song Qingya looked at her with some grievance: "Grandma, I was right. Grandma Lu couldn't have children because of me. She didn't agree with Brother Wenzhou and me being together for the sake of future generations of the Lu family. But she couldn't have children either. My child, doesn’t Grandma Lu know?”
This sentence made the smile on Old Mrs. Lu's face freeze instantly.
She looked at Song Qingya with cold eyes: "Qingya, due to my relationship with your grandmother, I can ignore what you have done, but I will never allow you to slander Joey like this, just because Wenzhou didn't talk to you Together, you actually cursed her like this!"
Facing Mrs. Lu's accusation, Song Qingya looked at Joey with an aggrieved face.
"Joy, Brother Wenzhou loves you so much, and Grandma Lu likes you so much, why do you still lie to them? The chance of having a child is only 20%, and you may not be able to get pregnant in this life. Why don't you say it, just for the sake of it? Are you so cruel to make Brother Wenzhou and Grandma Lu sad because of your own selfish interests?"
She spoke grandly, and everything she said was for the good of the Lu family.
Not a word was revealed that she was jealous.
Joey was left speechless by the question.
She originally wanted to explain this matter to Lu Wenzhou after he was discharged from the hospital, but she didn't expect that just after he was discharged from the hospital, Lu Wenzhou would take her to meet her parents for the old lady's birthday party.
She was not prepared at all.
This matter was suddenly revealed by Song Qingya, which caught Joey off guard.
She hesitated, and just when she was about to speak, she felt a hot temperature coming from her waist.
Lu Wenzhou's big hands were tightly clasped on her waist, and he looked at her with ambiguous eyes.
"Even if there is only a 10% chance, I can still let you have two babies a year. Mrs. Lu, you have to have more confidence in your man."
His bony fingertips gently kneaded Joey's earlobe, and his sexy thin lips slowly pressed against Joey's ear.
A low, hoarse voice came from his throat.
"Baby, if we do this a few more times a day, the child will get it naturally. Don't worry, okay?"
Although only the two of them could hear what he said, when they saw Joey's face so red that it could bleed, everyone was caught off guard and started throwing shit.
Although Mrs. Lu was very distressed when she heard the news, how could she not understand what Song Qingya meant.
She sincerely wants to destroy.
She smiled disapprovingly and said: "There is still a difference between Yiyi and you. Back then, I didn't agree with you and Wen Zhou being together. The inability to have children was just an excuse. The main reason was that my grandson didn't like you. Even if you gave birth to eight children, we wouldn't would agree.
As long as Wenzhou likes her, even if she can't have a child, we will still agree to her marriage, not to mention there is a 20% chance, which is enough for my grandson. If Yiyi really can't get pregnant, That means Wen Zhou can't do it and has to go to andrology. "
Song Qingya was going crazy.
Why do everyone in the Lu family have such double standards?
Why come to Joey and everything will be fine.
Mrs. Lu's words made her even more embarrassed. She bit her lip in grievance and looked at Mrs. Sang with tearful eyes.
But when she didn't expect it, her grandma didn't care at all that she was being humiliated. Instead, she held Joey's hand with concern and comforted her: "Don't be afraid, grandma knows an old Chinese doctor who is called the Guanyin Guanyin. If the situation is good, just take a few medicines and it will be fine.”
Song Qingya was so angry that she almost bit her tongue off.
She immediately turned her attention to Song Yanchen again, hoping that he would help her save face, but Song Yanchen's cell phone rang at an inappropriate time.
He held the phone and ignored Song Qingya at all, walking aside to answer it.
"Mr. Song, we found a girl with a plum blossom birthmark on her back."
