Because Mu Luoluo was not feeling well, Zeng Haoran got up early to make porridge, but his phone rang for the first time. For fear of disturbing Mu Luoluo, Zeng Haoran quickly picked up the phone, not expecting the caller to be He Rui.
"Haoran, have you read today's newspaper?" He Rui's tone was a little anxious, which made Zeng Haoran a little confused.
"No, I haven't read a newspaper for a long time." He didn't subscribe to a newspaper. Since he got together with Mulolo, he didn't go out much, so it was rare to buy an economic weekly and read it.
"Go buy a copy and read it. There is something about you on it."
What about him? Zeng Haoran was suspicious, but he knew that He Rui was not joking now, otherwise, he would not have called him early in the morning.
I have a bad feeling in my heart.
"Okay, I'll go buy it right now."
Lin Xinya hung up the phone, and before Muloluo woke up, she hurried to the newsstand outside the community and bought a morning newspaper from City
Life Daily and all newspapers published it.
Throughout the entire page, Muloluo's name and the name of the first heir to the Lin family were mentioned frequently, and the background of the parents of the second-generation official was even mentioned in an insinuation!
Zeng Haoran felt briefly panicked, but then calmed down, remembering that Mulolo might wake up and look for him at any time, so he hurried home with the newspaper.
Zeng Haoran sat on the sofa and read the newspaper carefully. It was clear that someone wanted to slander Luo Luo. Lin Xinya was so powerful that he was not afraid and no one dared to slander him. But Luo Luo? Zeng Haoran frowned deeply.
He got up, took out his mobile phone and made a call. Not long after, a slightly thick male voice came over, and Zeng Haoran responded, "Hi, uncle, I'm Haoran. How are you doing lately?"
"It's like this, I have something to ask you for help, that is~~" When his uncle agreed, Zeng Haoran breathed a sigh of relief. He believed that his uncle's words would make all the newspapers and media tomorrow
Stop this boring reporting.
The fragrance of preserved egg and lean meat porridge slowly wafted out of the room. Muloluo quietly opened his eyes, looked at the familiar furnishings around him, and smelled the familiar air. It felt so good!
Muloluo remembered the doctor's words and carefully protected his body. All movements were done very gently and slowly. He should not be overly excited and rested slowly to have a good pregnancy.
When Muloluo came out of the shower, Zeng Haoran hurriedly hid the newspaper in his hand under the sofa cushion and came over to help her, "How do you feel? Does your stomach still hurt?"
Zeng Haoran really loved Mu Luoluo to the core and refused to let her suffer the slightest bit of grievance and pain.
Muloluo felt warm in his heart. He looked up at Zeng Haoran, gently touched the corner of his broken mouth with his soft hand, and slowly rubbed it with his fingertips, "What about you? Does it still hurt?"
"It doesn't hurt." Zeng Haoran looked at Mu Luoluo steadily, with tenderness deep in his eyes.
Muloluo pulled off Zeng Haoran's head and took the initiative to kiss someone for the first time. He stretched out his sweet tongue to lick the corners of his lips, and kissed his eyebrows. The blood in Zeng Haoran's body boiled instantly, but he forced himself to control it.
He hugged her gently, lowered his head even lower, and deepened the kiss passionately, "Luoluo, I love you."
"Yes, Haoran, I know." No one can understand how deeply she, Mu Luoluo, felt her love for him, Zeng Haoran, and how grateful she was for his selfless and sincere heart.