Han Zhiyan clutched Shangguan Chen's shirt in fear, her body trembled, her eyes closed, and she cried heartbrokenly, looking pitiful.
Shangguan Chen picked her up and sat on the edge of the bed, reaching out to gently wipe away the tears on her face. There was an obvious layer of distress under his eyes, and he softly coaxed, "Yanyan, be good, I'm here, don't be afraid."
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Then, Shangguan Chen glanced coldly at the servants aside, "What's going on? Who told you to come in so boldly?"
Everyone was trembling, bowing their heads in silence...
Shangguan Chen's eyebrows grew colder, and he raised his head again, looking at them with a sinister look, "Say..."
"Master Chen, we heard the young lady crying just now. We thought something had happened, so we hurried in and saw the young lady sitting on the terrace crying..."
The butler explained in a low voice.
Shangguan Chen glared at them, and then shouted coldly, "Get out of here, no one can come in without my permission."
Others left in panic.
Xintong was left standing there at a loss, full of surprise and envy.
Han Zhiyan, who was leaning in Shangguan Chen's arms, clutched his clothes in fear, shook her head, and murmured in a low voice, "I don't want to see them..."
Seeing that her beloved baby was frightened, with tears streaming down her face, her nose and eyes were red, I was afraid that she had been crying for a long time just now, and I didn't want her to be frightened again, so I leaned against her and whispered with soft eyes, "Okay, no.
Anyone else dares to come in..."
Immediately, he raised his head, glanced meaningfully at Xintong, took a deep breath, and said lightly, "You go out first!"
Xintong was unwilling to give in and put on an aggrieved look, "Chen, I..."
"Get out!" Shangguan Chen said calmly again.
Then, he lowered his head and continued to stare at Han Zhiyan.
Xintong glared at Han Zhiyan slightly, flattened her mouth, stared at her feet, twisted her body, and walked out in a hurry.
Shangguan Chen looked at the grievance and fear between Han Zhiyan's brows, and felt uneasy in his heart.
He had only been away for a while, so why was she frightened and aggrieved again?
Isn't she sleeping soundly?
"Yanyan, look at me..." Shangguan Chen looked at Han Zhiyan, frowning, with a very serious look, raised his hand, gently wiped away the tears on her face, and coaxed softly, "Tell me, what's the matter?"
Cried?"
For some reason, Shangguan Chen's tenderness made Han Zhiyan feel more and more sad, and her tears couldn't stop falling, sliding down his fingertips.
Shangguan Chen frowned and did not ask her, but just hugged her silently.
There were waves of pain in her lower abdomen. Han Zhiyan's body became increasingly cold and unbearable, and her little hands held Shangguan Chen tighter and tighter.
Han Zhiyan's small movement made Shangguan Chen look down at her subconsciously. He found that her skin was cold all over and her face was getting uglier. He asked softly, "Yanyan, are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"
Han Zhiyan covered her lower abdomen with her small hands and whispered, "It hurts..."
When Shangguan Chen heard this, he hurriedly took out his mobile phone and dialed a number.
A few minutes later.
The doctors rushed to the villa and gave Han Zhiyan a comprehensive examination. They found that Han Zhiyan only had fetal gas, and the rest were skin injuries. As long as she took a good rest, she would be fine.
Han Zhiyan was tired from such a torment, so she lay on the bed and gradually fell into a drowsy sleep.
Shangguan Chen didn't dare to leave the room, so he stayed by his side.