Chapter 749 - Raise Her
Sweet Love 1V1: Spoiled by The Executive
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Old Fifth paused, not noticing that Ruan Qishanâs expression was worsening. âNow,â he continued, âif your daughter-in-law keeps giving birth to daughters and cannot birth a son, wouldnât that be bothersome? You would have a bunch of sons-in-law fighting over the inheritance. That would be chaos!â
âTherefore, after your daughter-in-law gives birth and has recovered, she should take the miracle doctorâs prescription. It is guaranteed that she will soon be pregnant again with her second child and it will definitely be a boy!â
Old Fifth was in high spirits as he finished speaking. As he lifted his head, his eyes connected with Ruan Qishan and he saw the look of displeasure on his face. Old Fifth was shocked. What kind of expression was Ruan Qishan wearing?
âQishan, ah, Fifth Uncle watched you grow up, so of course I hold you dear. I do not recommend this miracle doctor to just anyone. It is only because you are my nephew that I recommended him. I know that you are not happy with a daughter, or else why wouldnât you be going to check on your daughter-in-law? But since it is a girl, there is no way around it. At the very least, it is still a life, and you canât just kill it. Then, you should just raise it, since after all, itâs not like the Ruan Family cannot afford to feed another mouth.â Old Fifth didnât have a sense of awareness and continued to blabber.
âFifth Uncle, my granddaughter deserves to be spoiled! Letâs not talk about giving her the entire world. As long as is it is something that the Ruan Family has and my granddaughter wants it, I will give it!â
Old Fifth still had things to say but upon hearing Ruan Qishanâs words, he stopped talking, unsure whether he was hallucinating. His old eyes looked at Ruan Qishan. âWhat did you say, Qishan?ân/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
Ruan Qishan returned the business card to Old Fifth. âAlso, my daughter-in-law has married into the Ruan Family and was not sold to the Ruan Family. She is not a machine for giving birth! If, after giving birth, Tianya does not want to have another child, I will not force her to do so. She has all of the freedom!â
âThis...â Old Fifth was dumbfounded. Old Seventh and the other members of the Ruan Family were also stunned.
Old Fifthâs two daughters-in-law looked at Ruan Qishan with grief. Why was someone elseâs father-in-law fair and reasonable while theirs was fierce and cruel?
âQishan, donât be confused. Will the Ruan family fortune be given to someone with a different surname? The Ruan Family doesnât only belong to your household. You guys are the head and the heir, but you must be considerate of us as well!â Ruan Qishan coldly snorted, fully aware that the reason they had arrived with the so-called prescription that guaranteed a male was one that was completely selfish.
âAt the very worse, in the future, the husband will take the wifeâs surname! Then, the child will also have the surname Ruan!â Ruan Qishan did not fall for Old Fifth and Old Seventhâs tricks. âAs for the miracle doctor, Fifth Uncle, you can have him to yourself. My daughter-in-law doesnât need it!â
Old Fifth hasnât thought that he would be deflated by both Madame Ruan and Ruan Qishan. What was wrong with all of the people at the mansion? Had they all been brainwashed by Ling Tianya?
It seemed like the Ruan Family really didnât need a miracle doctor. What they needed was a magician! Perhaps this Ling Tianya was a reincarnated enchantress who had confused them all!
Old Fifth held his breath as he returned to his seat. He didnât leave the hospital. He was going to sit here and wait! Watch! When you, Ruan Qishan, see that it is a daughter, letâs see if you continue being so righteousness and uncaring!
Ruan Qishan didnât pay any attention to them. Just then, Dr. Zhao, the chief surgeon of the operating team for Ling Tianyaâs cesarean section walked over. Ruan Qishan stopped Dr. Zhao. âBe careful when you operate on my daughter-in-law. Errors are not allowed!â
Dr. Zhao nodded repeatedly. âDonât worry, Chairman!â