set fire to his heart

Su Yining turned around, and a pair of sharp eyes locked on himself.

Fu Yanshen was still holding his hands on his chest, his tall body was half leaning against the door frame, staring at her with unclear eyes.

"..." Su Yining pouted.

She walked to the office and said, "I didn't accept an invitation when someone came over to send me an invitation."

"I know."

Fu Yanshen said frankly, his brows raised slightly: "Are you sure it's not because I'm here?"

He gestured to her open curtains.

Su Yining was speechless: "You are making trouble for no reason, otherwise I will ask people to come back? There should be many high-quality single men at the wedding scene, I..."

Before she finished speaking, Fu Yanshen interrupted her: "How dare you!"

"Do you think I dare?"

She raised her chin delicately, with a proud face.

Seeing this, Fu Yanshen grabbed her wrist and pulled Su Yining back to the office.

While closing the door, he directly pushed her against the door and kissed her fiercely.

Enthusiastic and strong, no room for breathing.

It wasn't until Su Yining was unable to resist and she softened into a puddle of water that Fu Yanshen slowed down and asked her, "Do you still dare?"

"dare……"

Su Yining prefers softness to toughness, and wants to confront him.

Now that she is in the upper hand, how can she be easily manipulated by him?

But her voice just fell.

Fu Yanshen didn't answer her, but just dropped his hand across her waist.

"Click-"

Behind her came the muffled sound of the door being locked.

Immediately afterwards, his palms turned to touch his waist, and he directly hugged her horizontally.

"..." Su Yining took a breath, and immediately woke up, "Fu Yanshen! What are you doing!"

she exclaimed.

But Fu Yanshen was unmoved. While throwing her on the sofa, he pulled off the tie with one hand, exuding an aura of desire and dissatisfaction.

"..." Su Yining realized what he was about to do.

She wanted to get up: "You are crazy! Didn't you agree to meet at the hotel tonight?"

"I changed my mind."

After his deep voice fell, his tall figure was like a big net, covering her densely.

Kiss swept her body like a storm.

"Fu Yanshen..."

Su Yining begged for mercy: "Please don't, this is in my company, what if it gets out..."

Fu Yanshen's kiss did not stop.

His voice was hoarse and firm: "It's just right, I'll save trouble."

"..." Su Yining lost to him, "Fu..."

Before she could open her mouth again, he had already stretched his hands to inspect her physical changes.

The corners of his lips curled slightly, and then he said in a more serious tone: "If you don't tell the truth with your mouth, then use it for something else."

Su Yining blushed, annoyed and annoyed: "You're never finished!"

"It's not over..."

***
a few days later.

The wedding of Shen Shili and Ye Shihan was held as scheduled.

On the other end, Song Xiya followed Louis to the country where he had lived for a long time.

She was placed at the medical base.

In the following period of time, Louis and various doctors met and interviewed to conduct research on her condition.

Time flies by day by day.

Under Louis' careful care, her condition did not deteriorate and was effectively controlled.

And the child in her womb has also changed from an embryo to a fetus, and as the abdomen gradually bulges and grows, she can actually feel his fetal movement.

Listening to the fetal heart rate through the monitor, the child's heartbeat is fast and clear.

"Plop-plop-"

Lively and intense, it is inexplicably inspiring and symbolizes the hope of life.

Influenced by her child, Song Xiya received treatment actively, and her mood changed day by day.

From hot summer to autumn and winter, when next spring a hundred flowers bloom, a cry of a baby resounds across the sky, startling the birds on the window sill to fly into the sky.

Song Xiya gave birth to a boy.

She named him Song Nian'an, and wished him well for the rest of his life.

He was about to give birth at full term, his whole body was wrinkled, thin and shrunk into a ball.

Although she was weak, Song Xiya, who was lying on the production table, felt that everything was worth it when she heard the child's angry crying.

But the battle she needs to go through is not over.

In the two months of the third trimester, in order to allow the baby to be born smoothly, she switched to the most conservative treatment.

This also made her physical condition go from bad to worse.

And during this period.

Louis' research team proposed to take the child's umbilical cord blood as a new research direction.

After all, Song Xiya's illness was related to blood.

In order to spend more time with the child in the future, Song Xiya reluctantly parted ways with her child. After giving birth, the medical staff at the base took care of the baby for her, and she accepted the treatment obediently.

She was like an experimental subject, placed alone in a room, and her body was filled with various medical equipment.

The research using umbilical cord blood as the original body went well.

Louis told her that she would be cured if she insisted on staying here for three months.

This news was a great encouragement to Song Xiya, she counted the days on her fingers every day.

Three months is enough.

As long as she survives these three months, she will be able to take care of the baby herself, and she will be able to survive the most difficult hundred days.

Song Xiya is full of hope and feels that the future is bright and splendid.

until……

Late night after two months.

"boom--"

A loud noise woke up Song Xiya who was sleeping soundly.

When she opened her eyes, she saw that in the dim ward, except for the faint light from the 24-hour monitoring equipment, the south window was as bright as day.

The glass reflected orange light, flickering and flickering like tongues of dancing flames.

"Jingle Bell--"

Inside the base, a rapid fire alarm sounded.

Song Xiya, who was still groggy before, suddenly widened her eyes the moment she regained consciousness.

South!

Isn't the location of her baby the South Building? !
Thinking of this, Song Xiya's body seemed to be inspired by an infinite power.

Her originally weak body was like being injected with some medicine.

Song Xiya got up suddenly, and she pulled out all the intubation and monitoring equipment on her body.

She was wearing a hospital gown and rushed out barefoot.

"boom--"

"boom--"

The explosion continued as she rushed towards the south building.

The flames on the fourth floor lit up the entire night, and the people living in the building were rushing down the stairs.

"Nianan... Nianan..."

Song Xiya called the child's name, she panicked, and asked when she caught someone: "Where is my child?! Where is my child!!!"

She was about to collapse emotionally, her scalp was numb, and her tears were streaming down.

The panic-stricken person suddenly realized something because of her question.

"child……"

The opponent's face was pale, and the body reacted before the brain.

Her trembling fingers pointed to the floor of the accident.

But before she finished speaking, Song Xiya seemed to be crazy, and rushed straight to the stairs.

"Eh--"

Regardless of others' obstruction, Song Xiya became the only retrograde in the crowd.