Mengbao came to the door: Dad is uglier than you

Hawsang closed his eyes, not wanting to talk to Sheng Rong at all.

Sheng Rong was not annoyed either, and after finishing speaking, he smiled lightly, and then said, "In order to maintain a healthy body, you still have to eat breakfast. Only when you maintain a healthy body, will you be able to get pregnant if you want a baby in the future." , after a woman has a miscarriage, she is a confinement child, and the confinement child should be raised well."

"get out!"

Hawsang's lips twitched, and then he opened his eyes, staring at Sheng Rong fiercely. The word "abortion" he said pierced Hawsang's heart hard.

Her baby is still there, Sheng Rong must be lying to her!
If she had had an abortion, she would not only have pain in her lower abdomen, she must not have had an abortion, and Sheng Rong must be lying to her!

Sheng Rong raised his hands, gentle and helpless, as if he surrendered with both hands.

"I really lost to you, little wild cat. If you think that you didn't have a miscarriage, if you think that the child is still there to make you feel more comfortable, then you should think so. Anyway, this body needs to be well maintained, what do you think? ? If the child is still there, for the sake of the child, you have to take good care of it."

Sheng Rong said softly, those eyes can make people intoxicated.

However, Hawthorne knew very well that this was just a trick played by this man. She swore that Sheng Rong must have used the same trick to play with other women before. Death is not far away.

However, after experiencing a man like Gu Ting with a gentle and handsome appearance, this is the man Hawthorne hated the most in his life, and she would never indulge in that kind of tenderness.

The gentleness of this man is just a disguise.

Hawthorne turned his head away, with a cold face.

Sheng Rong smiled and clapped his hands.

Immediately, someone opened the door and came in. That person pushed a dining trolley directly to the side of the bed. Sheng Rong stood up and lifted the lid on it.

He was wearing home clothes, and he looked very clear. His short, soft hair was very casual, but it looked better than carefully groomed.

There is always a smile on the slightly hooked corners of the lips, that tenderness is really perfect, and there is no trace of fakeness.

"These breakfasts, do you like them?" Sheng Rong tilted his head to look at Hawsang, his smiling eyes were slightly bent, like crescent moons.

Hawthorne's expressionless eyes moved away from her face and fell on the breakfast.

She thought it was all kinds of luxurious meals, but found that they were all light things, such as shrimp dumplings, white porridge, milk, eggs and so on.

It looks simple yet very homey.

Huo Sang couldn't help raising his eyes to take another look at Sheng Rong, did he really do this?
Sheng Rong seemed to be able to read people's hearts. The moment Hawsang looked over, he nodded, "I did all of this."

Hawsang didn't speak, he waited for Sheng Rong to serve his breakfast in front of him, lowered his head, picked up the chopsticks and spoon, and ate bit by bit.

Sheng Rong sat down on the side of the bed again.

The window was open, it was already hot outside in this weather, Sheng Rong did not turn on the air conditioner, opened the window, the breeze came in, made his hair flutter, his face became more gentle in the breeze and sunshine.

Hawthorne finished his breakfast silently and expressionlessly.

She eats these breakfasts for herself and the baby. She firmly believes that the baby is still there, and she also firmly believes that only by taking good care of her body can she have a chance to escape from here and have the opportunity and strength to do something.

Sheng Rong was very quiet, didn't speak any more, just stayed by the bed, like a competent husband.

As Hawthorne ate, the expression on his face softened from the initial stiffness.

She thought to herself that it is rare for a kidnapped meat ticket to be treated like her, so try to be calm and be good to the baby.

It was almost time to eat, Hawthorne put down the tableware.

Sheng Rong glanced at the remaining ones, and there was a gleam in his eyes, which felt like the radiance of a chef's dishes being recognized by others.

"How is it, is it delicious?" He asked softly in a clear and gentle voice, even with a little expectation.

Hawsang looked at Sheng Rong in front of her with complicated eyes. She knew that there was a kind of sick and delicate person, and she didn't know if Sheng Rong was that kind of person.

"not bad."

Sheng Rong smiled happily, and clapped his hands again, someone came in to deal with the tableware and the leftovers.

Hawsang saw that Sheng Rong didn't intend to leave the room, but stood up and took out a book from the bookcase in the room to read. His smile was gentle, and his slender fingers looked beautiful and elegant under the sun.

But Hawthorne glanced at the book he was holding in his hand—Principles of Anatomy.

Suddenly, she shivered all over, and she lowered her eyes, not knowing what to do.

Sheng Rong said again, "If you want to read a book, I can get it for you. What kind of books do you like to read?"

Hawthorne looked at her and smiled, "I'm afraid you don't have the book I want here."

Sheng Rong raised his eyebrows and became interested, "Oh? What kind of book is it?"

"The domineering president is in love with me." Hawthorne said casually.

Then, she finally saw the astonishment on the man's face.

But the astonishment was fleeting, and Sheng Rong put on a gentle smile, "I didn't expect you to like to read this kind of book. I usually like to read it when I'm bored, but I don't agree with some of the contents."

Hawthorne, "..."

Sheng Rong put down the book in his hand, casually walked to the bookcase, took out a few books from it very familiarly, and handed them to Hawsang.

"There are few real CEOs who are young and handsome as described in books. Most of them are middle-aged and have a big belly." Sheng Rong smiled.

Hawthorne also smiled, shrugging his shoulders, "But all I met were young and handsome, extremely domineering."

Sheng Rong's smile deepened, "Are you talking about Xing Chenyou?"

Huo Sanan wrote a book, "Otherwise what do you think?"

Sheng Rong thought about it carefully, then nodded, "Xing Chenyou is indeed a leader, there are very few such people."

Huo Sang looked Sheng Rong up and down again, and said casually, "Aren't you too?"

Sheng Rong didn't expect that Hawthorne would talk about himself, he laughed out loud, "I, I'm not the president."

"Then what are you?" Hawthorne lowered his head and glanced at the book. It really was the domineering CEO who fell in love with me. The titles of the books are all like this.

Sheng Rong's smile became lighter, "I'm a pervert."

Now it was Hawthorne's turn to be stunned. She really didn't expect someone to admit that she was a pervert so quickly.

Sheng Rong added later, "Some people say I'm a devil."

Hawthorne was speechless for a moment, "Then what do you think you are?"

Sheng Rong tilted his head, his smile was a little lonely for a moment.

"I feel like I'm just a lonely man."

Huo Sang laughed, and felt that Sheng Rong's words were really ridiculous. He obviously could not be a pervert, not a devil, but a normal rich man, and insisted on holding her hostage and forcing girls, what exactly did he want to do?