Hot sweet wife: Mr. President, don't be arrogant

Ji Ziyang's voice came to her clearly, full of anxiety and concern.

On the phone, there were constant voices over there, and Jiang Muyu didn't speak for a long time, which obviously made the other party a little anxious.

Ji Ziyang: "Em bump? Is that you?"

"Um……"

Jiang Muyu sat on the edge of the bed with her mobile phone, and responded in a low voice.

A slight exhalation could be vaguely heard from over there, as if he breathed a sigh of relief, and his voice softened a bit: "Empimple, what happened?"

There was some uneasiness in his tone.

Jiang Muyu moved her lips, and suddenly she didn't know what to say to Ji Ziyang.

There seemed to be a tinge of guilt and uneasiness in my heart. To this friend who used to say everything, if it were her before, she would definitely say everything in one breath.

But now...

He opened his mouth to say something, but when the words reached his throat, he was choked up.

"Ji Ziyang, am I bad?"

She smiled wryly, not knowing what she was talking about.

"Empimple, are you... depressed during pregnancy? You used to be such a cheerful little girl, if you give you any fireworks, you can jump straight into the sky."

Ji Ziyang on the phone slowed down his tone as much as possible, using the usual teasing tone in the past, and his voice eased the atmosphere between the two of them.

"It's possible. If I'm depressed, will I lose my temper?"

"Are you kidding? It must be Huo Beicheng's problem. Tell me how he bullied you. I'll beat him up for you."

Ji Ziyang's voice was like the most soothing piano piece, and to her at this moment, it really felt good.

"Ji Tuhao, if I'm really blind, do you think I won't be able to play games anymore?"

coming!

It was indeed an eye problem.

Ji Ziyang was currently in his car, holding the steering wheel with one hand, and a bluetooth headset by his ear.

Hearing Jiang Muyu's soft voice, his pupils suddenly constricted.

When Lu Jiaqi called him before, she didn't make it clear, but just hurriedly talked about something wrong with Jiang Muyu's eyes.

But I didn't make it clear later, so I hung up directly.

What can make people worry so much is probably not the condition of Jiang Muyu's eyes, or the baby in her stomach.

Ji Ziyang waited for a long time, and finally couldn't help but dial the phone directly.

"Want to play games? I can play with you for a while now, but come back after you have eaten and drank enough. I can't let pregnant women be delayed by games."

He raised his eyes and glanced at the road in front of him, turned the steering wheel, and the car turned to another direction with a bang.

……

"I guess I can't play now. I'm very hungry. After I came back, I slept all afternoon."

Jiang Muyu twitched the corners of her mouth and said in a low voice.

Before she changed it, maybe she would play willfully, even if it was only for a short time, it could make her feel better.

But now, let alone playing games, she wants to avoid looking at her mobile phone as much as possible.

If she wants to protect her little baby, she needs to protect her eyes.

If her eyes continue to deteriorate, she is afraid that First Young Master Huo will really force her to take the child...

She didn't want to let her self-willedness add any negative possibility.

"Ji Tuhao, if...you had to choose between eyes and children, which one would you choose?"

Jiang Muyu stared blankly at the juice that Young Master Huo brought, and said suddenly.