"I am a bastard. What are you? You are a little bastard too."
"Son of a bitch……"
"You are the bastard..."
The two of them were yelling at each other at the door, bastards coming to bastards.
"Your great-grandfather came out of the grave..."
The scolding war between the two ended when Ms. Lu appeared.
Cheng Shenke heard Lu Anyi's voice, stood up, walked to the door and blocked her from entering.
"Auntie, let her cry for a while, you should go back first."
He knew very well that he had to figure things out first. There was something on the girl's mind, and she must have been holding it in for many days.
She had given him so many hints that she was in trouble, but he had not paid any attention to it.
That day she touched the diamond ring that Pei Mochen proposed to her and said that she was so scared. It turned out that it was not only because of her sister, but also other things.
It seemed that he cared too little for her, really too little, and he didn't even know that such a big thing had happened.
At this time, he would not let anyone bother her anymore. People from the Pei family, just like Pei Ruomian, came to her, and the topics they talked about were all about the children, and they were inseparable.
Hearing this, Pei Ruomian lost his composure. His peach blossom eyes widened and he straightened his chest confidently, "That's not right, Mr. Cheng, that's my sister Feifei. She has my little nephew in her belly. What right do you have to drive us away?"
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The one who is crying now is her brother's girlfriend, her future sister-in-law, no, she should already be her sister-in-law, she is the mother of her future nephew or niece, she is her sister-in-law.
With such a close relationship, there is no reason to be blocked from the door.
Cheng Yanke frowned and looked at Pei Ruomian's small and delicate face. This girl is really...
"Sister Feifei, please stop crying. If you cry again..."
Cheng Shenke couldn't bear it anymore, so he covered Pei Ruomian's mouth with his hand, picked her up like Lu Yifan did just now, and carried her into the ward.
"Auntie, I'm sorry, let her take a rest first, and you can come back when she feels better." After saying that, he closed the door of the ward.
Pei Ruomian kicked his legs hard, "Uh... uh..."
The boss stared with peach blossom eyes, this man is so barbaric, what is he going to do, what is he going to do, is he going to murder her?
Cheng Yanke carried Pei Ruomian into the bathroom, threw her on the toilet, lowered his eyes, and looked at her condescendingly.
"Miss Pei..."
Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Pei Ruomian, "Call me Miss Mianmian..."
"..." Cheng Shenke's eyebrows twitched, "I'll wait until you stop talking and come out again."
After saying that, he turned around and left the bathroom, closing the door.
Our Miss Mianmian sat on the toilet, staring blankly at the closed bathroom door, "I'll wait until you stop talking and come out."
She frowned and was puzzled, what's wrong with her? What's wrong with her speech? What's wrong? It's her little nephew.
About ten minutes passed, and she was still sitting on the toilet obediently, with one hand on the toilet flushing mechanism and supporting her forehead.
Cheng Ning was tired from crying until she finally fell asleep. She didn't know how long she had slept. She opened the tarsier and poked her head out of the quilt. She saw Cheng Shenke standing beside her bed, looking down at her.
His expression was slightly startled, "凊ke."
"Pei Mochen has passed the critical period. The doctor said he should wake up soon."
Cheng Ningyou's eyes lit up when he heard this, "Is it true?"
Cheng Shenke bent down and hugged her against the head of the bed, then poured a glass of water and handed it to her, "I didn't lie to you, little bastard, can I lie to you?"
In fact, sometimes he really doesn't understand her. Sometimes he is stupid, but sometimes he is smarter than a monkey.
He didn't know that Pei Mochen also felt this way and was also very confused.
He glanced at her belly and asked with a slightly reproachful tone, "Why didn't you tell me?"
This silly girl, if there is anything she can't tell him, she has to think hard by herself, and she hasn't come up with a good idea for a long time.
If this hadn't happened, she would probably have kept it a secret.
Cheng Ningyou held the water glass in both hands, lowered his eyes, pursed his lips slightly, and uttered three words after a long time, "I don't dare."
She was afraid that she would be disliked if she spoke out.
