Uncle, your squeamish bag is crying and needs to be posted

"No, Mr. Si, he doesn't..."

Yan Rongrong wanted to tell Mr. Si where he needed to investigate, he was very good, and Yan Rongrong believed him very much, but Qi Yue said there was something to do, and hung up the phone in a hurry.

Yan Rongrong looked at the phone and muttered softly.

"Mr. Si is not that kind of person."

She sighed, put her phone aside, got up and found her kettle from the suitcase, ready to go out to get some hot water.

After chatting with Qi Yue for a while, I felt a little thirsty.

But as soon as he opened the door, he saw Si Boheng standing at the door. His forehead was sweaty and he was slightly out of breath.

Yan Rongrong looked at him in surprise.

"You...how did you come back? Aren't you in the company?"

It would take at least two hours to go back to the old house from the company, she couldn't help but look back at her phone, did she chat with Qi Yue for that long?

Si Boheng sized her up, then reached out to touch her face.

"Are you OK?"

Si Boheng's fingers were a little cold, and the hairy skin on his face trembled a few times when they touched him. She held his hand and put it in the palm of her hand to warm it.

"You don't have to work anymore? Why did you come back so soon?"

Si Boheng looked at her with worried eyes.

Thinking of his mother saying on the phone that Yan Rongrong was crying and asking him to come back quickly to coax his wife, he almost died of panic and ran back halfway through the meeting, leaving the rest to Assistant Zheng and Si Ye.

"My mother said you were crying, what's the matter? Are you not used to coming home? Or who said something?"

Yan Rongrong held his big hand with both hands and pulled him into the room.

"I didn't cry, you just do your own thing, and I'm not a child."

Si Boheng heaved a sigh of relief, pulled Yan Rongrong to the edge of the bed and sat down, grabbed her shoulders and made her face him.

"Furry, did grandpa say something?"

Yan Rongrong lowered her head and said nothing.

Si Boheng frowned, and gently lifted her chin with his fingers.

"Furry, Bao, I think I should be your closest person now, right? I hope I am also the person you rely on the most. No matter what you have, you can tell me anything, and I will solve it. You can't be bored." In my heart, I can't let myself be sad, you know?"

Yan Rongrong blinked non-stop, listening to Si Boheng's words, tears still fell down, obviously she had already suppressed it, Mr. Si really hates it, why did she make her cry again.

Seeing Yan Rongrong crying, Si Boheng became even more anxious and flustered, he was a little at a loss.

Reaching out to hug her in his arms, his fingers gently ran down her hair.

"Don't be afraid, can you tell me something? Be good, don't cry!"

Yan Rongrong grabbed his shirt, wiped tears on his clothes, and said with a sob.

"Is it okay if I don't drop out of school? When my stomach grows bigger, can you ask for leave for me? I will go back to class after giving birth. Except for dropping out of school, I agree to everything else."

Si Boheng's brows were almost wrinkled into a plain word, he relaxed his face, looked at her and asked.

"My grandpa said he wanted you to drop out of school?"

Yan Rongrong lowered his eyes and pursed his lips.

"No, grandpa said to discuss it with me. I... I am timid and dare not communicate with them. I can only tell you that I don't want to drop out of school. I will listen to you for everything else."

Looking at her, Si Boheng suddenly felt very uncomfortable. He gently touched his hairy face, and his forehead touched hers.

"Baby, you don't have to be so obedient with me. You can have your own ideas and opinions, and we will respect you. I'll talk to grandpa."

Yan Rongrong raised her head and nodded her head vigorously.

"Yeah, tell grandpa what I think, and then help me apologize to his old man. I just...may have made them uncomfortable."

Yan Rongrong hugged his waist, leaned into his arms, and said softly.

"After we finish the inspection tomorrow, let's go and take a look at the baby's little clothes. I looked online today, and those little clothes are so cute. Let's go and see the finished product. Although we don't know the gender of our baby, first Have a look at the head office?"

"Okay, let's go and see if you like."

Si Boheng hugged her tightly, bowed his head and kissed her hair.

"Actually, it's okay to buy now. We need to prepare a lot of things when the baby is born. We buy a little every month, and we will buy all when the two little ones are born."

Yan Rongrong thought for a while, then shook her head.

"No, we can't buy it in advance. We still don't know if it's a boy or a girl. Isn't it a waste to buy the wrong clothes?"

"Then buy baby bottles first, and small toys, strollers and so on. There should be no distinction between boys and girls, right?"

Yan Rongrong thinks there should be no distinction, anyway, even if babies can play, they can't tell the difference between pink and blue.

"Okay, then let's go shopping tomorrow."

Si Boheng stayed with Yan Rongrong for about an hour, talking with her, and then studying with her. Although Yan Rongrong doesn't go to school now, he still takes time to study papers and do questions every day.

He went out to fetch hot water for her, fearing that she would feel bad in her mouth, and put two slices of lemon in it for her.

"Baby, I put the water here for you. Remember to drink it yourself. If you need anything, just call or open the door and call me. I'm upstairs in the study."

Yan Rongrong lowered her head and waved to him while doing the paper.

"Yeah, go get busy, I've finished writing everything, come back and check it for me."

But when she heard the door open, she turned her head again and asked.

"By the way, we... are we going to live here tonight?"

Si Boheng observed her expression carefully, and nodded without finding any displeasure.

"Tomorrow we're going to Yuni Hospital for an examination. We can go directly from the old house, but if you want to go back, we can go back to the apartment."

"No, I have no objection, then let's stay."

Si Boheng smiled, opened the door and went out.

Yan Rongrong turned her head to look at her bed, it was quite big, and this room was also quite big, but Mr. Si also has a room in the old house, if they live here, will they sleep in their own room tonight?

Si Boheng might really be too busy, he didn't think of this problem, he came out of Yan Rongrong's room, and hurried upstairs.

Turn on the computer and connect to the meeting just now.

Who knew that as soon as he opened it, he saw Si Ye leaning on the conference table, looking drowsy.

"Si Ye, if you are lazy and sleepy during working hours, if you miss work, your bonus will be deducted for three months."

Upon hearing Si Boheng's voice, Si Ye sat up straight with a jolt.

"What? Brother, President, are you...too ruthless? I listened very carefully."

However, when he explained that the protest was useless, Si Boheng ignored him at all, but dug out the materials he brought back and continued to chair the meeting just now.

Si Ye was a little bit about to cry, but he thought, brother, didn't you go home and return to your wife?Why did you come out?How unlucky he was!Get caught.Three-month bonus, he was glad that Sige asked him to borrow money yesterday and he didn't lend it to him, otherwise he would have to lick his face and go home to ask for money this month.