The president's pet daughter

Song Rui looked at Ling Zhaozhao impatiently, staring at her stomach, as if afraid of any accident.

The family doctor who came to examine Ling Zhaozhao breathed a sigh of relief after the detailed fetal heart rate examination.

"I think it's just that the fetus moves more frequently, so Madam is a little overthinking."

The doctor considered his words and spoke slowly.

"So she and the baby are all right?"

Song Rui frowned slightly when she heard the doctor's reply.

After getting a positive answer from the doctor, Song Rui finally let go of her hanging heart.

After sending the doctor away, Song Rui looked at Ling Zhaozhao angrily.

"I'm about to give birth, can you not tell the difference between stomach pain and fetal movement? Is there anyone who tosses people like you?"

When she heard the news of Ling Zhaozhao's abdominal pain, she really thought about [-] ways to die.

Ling Zhaozhao's due date is still one month away, so he was in a state of suspense.

What's more, they are still constantly shifting positions. If Ling Zhaozhao wants to give birth suddenly, it will be really difficult for them to arrange it for a while.

"I'm also a first-time mother, so I don't know what to do, and I only went to see a doctor when I was in so much pain. I didn't bother you in the past."

Ling Zhaozhao stroked his belly and said calmly.

Although Song Rui really wanted to refute Ling Zhaozhao, what Ling Zhaozhao said was very reasonable, and she didn't know how to answer it for a while.

Ling Zhaozhao has settled down a lot in the past few days, and he has already relieved his worries.

"It seems that you are not in a good mood these days, did you encounter any troublesome things?"

Ling Zhaozhao glanced at Song Rui and took a sip of warm water.

Song Rui sneered when she heard Ling Zhaozhao's sudden concern.

"Is there anything more difficult for me than your husband now?"

It has to be said that Song Mingzhe is a born gamer, he is very good at calculating people's hearts and knows the shortcomings of human nature.

Every time Song Rui communicated with him, she felt as if she was going to be seen through from beginning to end.

Fortunately, she always likes to keep her hand in things, so no matter how powerful Song Mingzhe is, she can't find her whereabouts at present.

Ling Zhaozhao touched his nose when he heard Song Rui's words.

This sentence is true.

Ling Zhaozhao nodded thoughtfully.

"So now you don't personally deliver things to me, but Yun Qian gave them to me. If you use Yun Qian like this, won't you really feel bad?"

Song Rui looked at Ling Zhaozhao who was gossiping, and couldn't help but choke.

She didn't quite understand why Ling Zhaozhao, who had always been indifferent to anything, suddenly became interested in the private affairs between her and Yun Qian.

"I'm just too bored recently, I have nothing to ask, if you don't want to talk about it, you can."

Ling Zhaozhao leaned lazily on the sofa, and glanced at the wardrobe in the room from the corner of his eye.

She promised to help Yun Qian figure it out, but as for whether to answer or not, it was Song Rui's business.

Song Rui listened to Ling Zhaozhao's seemingly casual words, a little dubious.

"I was indeed taking advantage of his liking for me, so what? I didn't force him either."

Maybe it's because she has been oppressed so badly recently, Song Rui urgently needs to find a breakthrough where she can vent her pressure.

And Yun Qian's liking is the only thing she can show so far.

Ling Zhaozhao casually took a pillow and put it behind him, and Song Mingzhe suddenly couldn't be restrained in his mind.

At this time, Song Mingzhe would silently help her do everything well.

I don't know how he is doing recently.

Seeing that Ling Zhaozhao was silent, Song Rui couldn't help raising her eyebrows.

"Why, do you really want to take care of my cousin behind my back? Are you really getting along with Yun Qian these days?"

Although she said so, she still didn't believe that Ling Zhaozhao was this kind of person.

After all, if Ling Zhaozhao was this kind of person, Yun Qian should have succeeded a long time ago.

Ling Zhaozhao lifted his eyes slightly, and said half-seriously.

"If so?"

Song Rui froze for a moment, as if trying to figure out the truth of Ling Zhaozhao's words.

"It has nothing to do with me."

After Song Rui came to her senses, she quickly cleared up her mood.

"For me, Yunqian is just a useful tool. If you want it, I can give it to you at any time."

The small calculations in Song Rui's heart quickly started.

"But I also have conditions. If you want to be with Yun Qian, then you have to help me."

Seeing Song Rui's calculating face, and hearing that she didn't seem to care about Yun Qian's feelings at all, Ling Zhaozhao couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

She had long guessed Song Rui's indifference towards Yun Qian, but she never thought that she could be so indifferent.

Yun Qian's love for Song Rui is obvious to all, and his love for her can overflow.

Ling Zhaozhao glanced at the wardrobe in the room full of sympathy.

"I just said it casually, don't take it seriously."

Ling Zhaozhao said indifferently, as if it was really just a joke.

Song Rui gritted her teeth, as if she was tricked by Ling Zhaozhao's boring trick.

"You are as annoying as your husband."

Song Rui threw down these words angrily, and then walked out of the room.

After Song Rui's footsteps could no longer be heard, Ling Zhaozhao couldn't help coughing lightly.

"Aren't you coming out yet?"

If she didn't come out again, she would be worried that Yun Qian's brain would be starved of oxygen in the closet.

After a while, Yun Qian silently opened the wardrobe door.

Although he vaguely had a premonition and an answer in his heart, he still couldn't convince himself in his heart.

In the current situation, it is not that he is suffering from the bitter fruit himself.

Knowing that Song Rui despised him, he still had hope in his heart.

"I can only help you here. As for the way to go, it depends on your own choice."

Ling Zhaozhao glanced at the pale Yun Qian, and threw out his chips.

Yun Qian struggled for a while, looking at Ling Zhaozhao with eyes full of temptation.

"If I help you, will you let her go?"

He didn't say Song Rui's name, as if mentioning it once would cause a scar in his heart.

He understood that Ling Zhaozhao didn't want to help him for no reason, and he also knew that there was a price to pay for everything.

But since he did this, he has no regrets.

Even if Song Rui has been using him, he doesn't mind being used one last time.

When Ling Zhaozhao heard Yun Qian's words, he was still caring for Song Rui inside and out, as if he still wanted to do one last thing for Song Rui, so he couldn't help but sighed.

Even so, Yun Qian will still protect Song Rui, it can be said that his love is deeply rooted.

She originally only wanted to use Yun Qian to do things for herself, but now it seems that she is no different from Song Rui.

They are all calculating people's hearts, but they have different positions.

"Okay, I promise you."

Ling Zhaozhao pursed his lips and gave Yun Qian an affirmative answer.