I’m Pregnant with the Villain’s Child - Chapter 271 – They weren’t willing to believe that the big boss, who was so influential in the business world, could be so petty! (3)

Ning Yang, the cast, and a few other staff members sent Ye Zhen and the others to the entrance. Meng Jie was holding Zhouzhou. The little guy was holding Meng Jie’s neck and babbling in excitement. He was having too much fun to remember his parents. He didn’t look like he was looking for his mom at all.

Ye Zhen looked on without saying a word.

It was only when Ning Yang shook hands with Lu Beichuan and said goodbye that Meng Jie brought Zhouzhou over to Ye Zhen. “Mrs. Lu, it’s already that time of the day. Why not eat a meal with us before going?”

Food was the primary necessity. Chinese people paid particular attention to this. It was only polite for her to ask.

Ye Zhen said with a smile, “That’s okay. Zhouzhou has been playing all day and he’s getting tired. This little ancestor will make a huge fuss when he’s tired.”

Holding Zhouzhou, Meng Jie responded with a smile, “Zhouzhou is so well-behaved. I want to take him home with me.”

“Sure, he looks like he forgot who his mom is. This kid had no conscience. You can take him home. It’ll save me from having to worry about him all day.”

Meng Jie laughed and shook her head. She suddenly thought of something, and her expression gradually looked lonely. She handed Zhouzhou over to Ye Zhen.

“If I really bring him home, you won’t be able to bear parting from him.”

Ye Zhen joked, “There’s no hurry. The future is long. If you have a daughter in the future, you’ll be able to bring home my Zhouzhou as a son-in-law.”

“I would have had a daughter… four years ago…” Meng Jie looked lonely. She sighed and forced herself to smile. “Never mind, let’s not talk about that.”

Lu Beichuan was done saying goodbye with Ning Yang. He walked over, put his arm around Ye Zhen, and said, “Let’s go.”

Ye Zhen was still pondering over Meng Jie’s words. As soon as Lu Beichuan came over, her train of thought was interrupted. Her attention shifted from Meng Jie to Lu Beichuan. She instinctively followed Lu Beichuan to the car and got in.

Ye Zhen put Zhouzhou into the infant safety seat. She looked at Zhouzhou, who was looking out the car window in a gaze that showed he was reluctant to part from Meng Jue. It was obvious that he didn’t want to go home.

She asked Lu Beichuan, “Who do you think this kid takes after?”

Lu Beichuan raised his eyebrows. He could hear a hint of something unusual in Ye Zhen’s words. He didn’t give her a concrete answer. Instead, he cautiously responded with a vague question, “Who do you think our son takes after?”

Seeing her son’s delighted grin and how he was utterly absorbed with looking at Meng Jie, who was waving goodbye to them, Ye Zhen couldn’t resist gently pinching her son’s chubby cheek. She deeply sighed. “Yeah, that’s true. Your son naturally takes after you. Look at how happy he is just from seeing a pretty woman.”

Lu Beichuan’s gaze turned to Zhouzhou. He loudly coughed and said in a stern voice, “Lu Zhifei!”

Lu Zhifei always had a sense of fear when it came to his dad. Such a stern shout made him tremble in fear. He looked at his dad’s solemn and unhappy expression with his bright and limpid eyes. He didn’t know what he had done wrong and felt very wronged. His lips wobbled and tears filled his eyes. He quietly sniffled, not daring to speak.

“Why are you so fierce?!” Ye Zhen gently patted Zhouzhou’s back to comfort him and angrily looked at Lu Beichuan. Her gaze was full of accusation.

Lu Beichuan had gotten used to being looked at with this gaze recently. As long as he slightly reprimanded their son, Ye Zhen would look at him with a gaze of a mother protecting her child.

Who was the one that once solemnly said that they shouldn’t spoil their child again?

The driver started the car and slowly drove out of the film studio.

A crowd of reporters, who had been waiting outside of the film studio, rushed to the car and took photos nonstop, blocking the car from leaving.

The employees of the film studio came over and ushered the reporters to the side to make way for the car.

However, it was at this moment that someone came out from a corner and broke through the security guards. That person stopped in front of Lu Beichuan’s car.

“Zhenzhen, it’s me! Your dad!” The man was wearing a gray jacket and a baseball cap. He looked grubby and in dire straits.