Mr. Lu, I am pregnant with your little ancestor

Lu Junyan frowned slightly and glanced at An Qi faintly before landing on her, "Pay attention to the title. In the company, I am your boss, that's all."

The voice was neither high nor low, just enough for An Qi to hear clearly.

Haha, the big boss needs to avoid suspicion.

She smiled slyly and said, "Manager Yi, you have just arrived and you still don't understand our Mr. Lu's rules. Mr. Lu always distinguishes between public and private affairs and appoints people on their merits. He hates building relationships and flattering. You should be careful in the future to avoid negative influence."

Eve's face turned green and white, and she was going crazy. She quickly put on a pitiful look and said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Lu, I forgot about it for a moment. I will pay attention to it in the future."

"In MG, strength is the most important thing." Lu Junyan dropped his words and walked into the elevator.

An Qi took a step forward and followed in, "Mr. Lu, I have something I want to report to you."

Lu Junyan nodded slightly and took her to the office above.

He sat on the executive chair and took a sip of coffee. "What do you want to report?"

Are you specifically here to praise him for his ability to distinguish between public and private matters?

An Qi pursed her lips, poked her hand again, and her voice sounded like a mosquito moaning: "I just want to ask, why did you tear up my painting?"

He was slightly shocked, and his expression suddenly turned cold, as if he was covered in ice, "Are you here to punish me?"

"Don't get me wrong, I don't dare." An Qi shook her head and waved her hand, "I just want to know what went wrong with that painting and made you unhappy. I will pay attention to it in the future."

A cold light flashed in Lu Junyan's eyes, he put down his coffee cup, stood up, and walked towards her step by step.

The strong sense of oppression made her shiver and she subconsciously stepped back.

When he took a step forward, she took a step back until she was cornered with no way out.

With a domineering push, he leaned over, his tall body like a mountain, suppressing her in his arms, "There are no other men in your paintings, otherwise I will tear them apart every time I see them!"

His tone was extremely cold, with a domineering tone that could not be disobeyed.

An Qi shrank back, scared and annoyed.

what the hell!

oppressive rule?

"Why, this is my freedom. Even if you don't allow me to make friends, you have to interfere with my painting. Isn't it too much?"

Lu Junyan held her chin and stared at her gloomily, his eyes as sharp as a sharp blade.

"You are not alone now. The children have become conscious, and everything you say and do will affect them. If you fantasize about other men, it will seriously damage the parent-child relationship between me and them."

An Qi was shocked, and...this statement? Why has she never heard of it?

"What do I think can destroy the parent-child relationship between you and your child? It's impossible, right? Are you kidding me?"

Lu Junyan flicked her forehead, "This is called subconscious prenatal education, which affects children through psychological suggestions. If you think about messy things all day long, it will only bring negative energy to them and destroy their physical and mental health."

He spoke in a serious and serious tone. An Qi suddenly felt like she had been brainwashed. She swallowed hard and subconsciously touched her slightly bulging belly, "If you don't want to draw... I won't draw."

Lu Junyan let go of her, turned around and returned to the executive chair, "You'd better have an idea of ​​what you should think about in the future and what you shouldn't think about, so as not to trigger a thunderstorm."

"I know...I know." An Qi pursed her lips and slipped out.

The moment the door was closed, a strange cold arc opened at the corner of Lu Junyan's mouth.

An Qi returned to the design department and took out her mobile phone to search on Baidu.

My dear, there really is subconscious prenatal education, he is not just making it up with random words.

It's so miserable for women. When you're pregnant, you have to be careful in everything, even your brains. Men can do whatever they want and be uninhibited. It's not fair!

She was depressed when her phone rang. It was a WeChat message from Lu Haochen, [I have returned to China. 】