Chapter 1125 Discussion
After lunch, Murong Cheng left the island and went out to work.
Now it's the end of the campaign, and he's a candidate for soy sauce all the time. Now that it's almost over, he has time to deal with speech tours, TV interviews, and so on.
Jiang Zhinuan and Zhuang Jia's arrival, Murong Cheng is happy to see the results. When he is not on the island, he can rest assured that his beautiful wife has someone to accompany him.
After Murong Cheng left, the three girls sat cross-legged on the sofa drinking tea and eating snacks.
Seeing Muzi's appetite with her own eyes, Zhuang Jia was amazed, and now seeing her eating again, she couldn't help but ask, "Will you keep eating like this?"
"That's not true." Mu Zi shook his head, and gestured at his stomach, "The stomach will get bigger in the later stage, and the stomach will be squeezed, and you will be full after eating a little."
Zhuang Jia imagined the scene of his stomach being squeezed, and his whole face wrinkled in discomfort.
"Why do you have to be pregnant..." She looked at Mu Zi and Jiang Zhinuan with aversion to the cold, "Xiao Nuan, have you really thought about it?"
Jiang Zhinuan drank milk tea quietly and did not speak.
Mu Zi smiled and asked, "Zhuang Jia, didn't you like children very much before? You always said you wanted to have a mixed-race baby in high school."
"I like children, but I don't like being pregnant." Zhuang Jia said.
It has something to do with the growing environment, and Zhuang Jia can't accept the fact that her figure is out of shape.
"Where does a child come from if it's not pregnant?" Mu Zi asked her.
Zhuang Jia actually thought about it seriously, "...Looking for a surrogate?"
"Is surrogacy illegal?"
"I can go to Russia, it's legal there." The more Zhuang Jia thought about it, the more feasible it became, and he laughed, "There are also many handsome Russian men."
This is a bit of a stretch.
"You have a beautiful idea, but your future husband may not agree." Mu Zi turned to look at Jiang Zhinuan, "Xiao Nuan, what is your plan?"
Jiang Zhinuan pursed her lips and exhaled lightly, "I want to give birth to a child."
"Why!" Zhuang Jia couldn't help but said, "Don't you think the timing is very wrong now?"
"I know the timing is wrong." Jiang Zhinuan held the teacup with white fingers and squeezed it tightly, just like her mood, "I...we all know that Wang Zilong and I are still too young to be qualified for the role of parents. I haven't finished my studies, I haven't gotten married, I'm not financially independent, and I'm not ready for anything..."
Jiang Zhinuan's situation is very different from Mu Zi's.
In Mu Zi's Judicial Training Institute, most of the students are admitted after graduating from university, so the students are generally older, and there are not a few of them who are married and have children.
And Jiang Zhinuan's university is a formal four-year university. Having a child so early will become an outlier in the school, and it will be difficult to successfully complete the courses. Suspension of school is almost inevitable.
Both Zhuang Jia and Mu Zi were puzzled, not understanding why Jiang Zhinuan insisted on having a baby now.
"I went to check the abortion process..." Jiang Zhinuan murmured, his eyes fixed on the ink-like texture on the marble floor tiles, and he said slowly, "...it's too cruel, it's a life, I...I really can't do..."
"How can you think like this? Now it's just a fertilized egg, an embryo, a... oh! It hasn't even developed a heart and brain!" Zhuang Jia pursed her lips, and then said discouragedly, "Well, I haven't been pregnant Pregnant, I don’t know what pregnant women think, I just think that there is really no need to take this matter too seriously.”
Jiang Zhinuan was silent for a while, then looked up at Mu Zi: "Do you think so too?"
Mu Zi pursed her lips and asked her: "Zhi Nuan, does Wang Zilong also want a child?"
Jiang Zhinuan shook his head lightly, "I didn't tell him."
Mu Zi suddenly felt powerless, "This is a child that belongs to both of you, you should tell him and discuss it."