The beloved one is back, and the CEO of the Holy Son is seeking to get back together every day.

If the old man passed away now, would the people from the side branches blame Lin Yue and the baby in her belly?

Shen Xingyao himself doesn't care, but he doesn't want others to say anything about Lin Yue and the child.

Thinking of this, he swallowed back the words that were on the tip of his tongue and said something else: "You don't have to worry too much, just use the medicine to keep him alive."

What this means is that as long as a person is alive, it doesn't matter whether he can move or is conscious.

The other party immediately understood what Shen Xingyao meant, "Okay, Mr. Shen, I will take care of it."

Shen Xingyao hung up the phone and looked out the window with a cold gaze.

He was not so kind as to let Mr. Shen live comfortably in the hospital and keep him alive. He just didn't want Lin Yue and the child to endure those rumors.

If possible, he would like to draw a clear line between himself and those people for the rest of his life.

Shen Xingyao just leaned back in his chair, quietly looking at the scenery outside the window, his thoughts drifting to who knows where.

After an unknown amount of time, he suddenly heard a light sound of footsteps behind him. Just as he was about to turn around, a pair of soft hands embraced his shoulders, "Mr. Shen, are you an iron man? Why don't you take a break?"

Hearing Lin Yue say this, Shen Xingyao smiled and patted the back of her hand. "I don't feel tired, but you, do you feel better after sleeping?"

Lin Yue nodded, "Yeah, it's much more comfortable. I finally understand the happiness of those people who lie in bed all day and don't want to get out of bed."

Shen Xingyao pulled Lin Yue to sit next to him and reached out to touch her belly. She was obviously pregnant. "Didn't they say the baby would move? Why haven't I seen him move..."

Based on the obstetrics knowledge he had learned, Shen Xingyao remembered that there should be fetal movement at this time.

Hearing this, Lin Yue frowned and thought about it for a while. After a long while, she spoke in confusion: "When I was pregnant with An An and Ning Ning, I had fetal movements for more than four months, and they often fought in my stomach."

"This baby feels so quiet. If my belly hadn't gotten bigger, I wouldn't have felt like I was pregnant at all..."

Shen Xingyao nodded slightly, "Be quiet, I think it's good to be like An An."

Lin Yue glanced at Shen Xingyao: "I thought you liked Ningning more."

Shen Xingyao calmly explained: "I like them all, but there's already a naughty kid at home, and if there's another one, I'm afraid I won't be able to control it."

Lin Yue held her chin with one hand and looked at Shen Xingyao with a smile: "Oh, it's so rare that I actually heard the word fear from President Shen's mouth."

Shen Xingyao glanced at Lin Yue and slowly stood up: "Let's go downstairs to eat first. After eating, I will walk with you in the garden. Aren't you worried about gaining weight and being called a big roc when you stand next to me..."

Lin Yue looked out the window and found that it was getting dark. "It's so late now. I forgot to call my parents and ask them if they would come back for dinner..."

As she spoke, she took out her cell phone, found Lin Fangcheng's number, and dialed it.

I only heard a few rings on the other end of the phone, and then it was picked up quickly: "Xiao Yue?"

"Dad, it's me. Are you guys coming back for dinner tonight?"

"I'm not going back. We're about to have dinner here. It's a buffet. I just took a look at the menu. There are a lot of dishes."