I'm pregnant with the richest man's heir due to the birth control pill

at that time.

Yan's living room.

The Yan family couple, Yan Feifei and Yan Zhun were playing with their nephew on the sofa. Yan Feifei and Yan Zhun had just returned from overtime work and didn't want to go upstairs when they saw their nephew.

"Ah, my waist, Xiaoyu, have you gained weight? My aunt can't hold you anymore."

Yan Feifei was a little exhausted from playing with her nephew. She was lying on the sofa, breathing heavily. From Yan Zhun's point of view, she looked like she had severe asthma.

If a stranger was gasping like this in the elevator today, Yan Zhun might subconsciously come to his rescue.

Yan Zhun glanced at his sister who was gasping for air, then quickly looked away, lowered his presence, did not speak, and just played quietly with his nephew.

Yan's mother glared at her daughter angrily, "Where's the fat? Xiao Yu is just fine like this. You are a weakling. You lack exercise and you still find reasons for it in others."

Yan Feifei: "..." What did she say? What did she say? It was just the word "fat". This is not acceptable?

Yan Zhun touched his nose with his hand, covered his lips, and approached his sister to remind him. He lowered his voice and said in a voice that only two people could hear, "If you say one more thing about our Yan family's treasure, mom will scold you as a monk in a minute, unless you Now arrange the second and third places for mom right where she is."

After hearing what her brother said, Yan Feifei was trembling and decided to forget it.

Yan's mother looked at the two single nobles with squinting eyes, her ears always listening to Yan Zhun's words, "Huh, if I don't cherish my grandson, it's possible that I will treasure one of you, an older leftover boy, and the other older leftover girl. "

Yan Zhun: "..." There was no way to talk today, so he glared at his talkative sister.

Yan Feifei: "Mom, you are a descendant of Shunfeng Er, you can hear this."

Yan's mother didn't say anything, but kissed her grandson on the cheek. With a smile on her lips, she gave her daughter a big eye roll and asked her daughter to understand the meaning.

Father Yan, who was more stimulated, received the message from Father Han. There was a mouthful of old blood in his chest. He sighed and held up his mobile phone to show everyone, "Look, this is the photo specially sent by your Uncle Han. You If you don’t want me to be angry to death, just be filial and think about your singleness.”

Then he took another look at the photos on the phone. The child looked very rare, but the grandfather couldn't do it. He continued, "Old Han has floated across the Pacific Ocean now. If he keeps going like this, he can circle the earth. Whatever the reason, you are half responsible." This caused him to have the upper hand in every aspect.

Yan's mother agreed. The more she looked at her grandson, the more she liked him. She lowered her head and kissed him again. Yan Feifei opposite expressed her sympathy for her nephew. He had to be kissed several times in a day.

Yan's mother automatically interpreted her daughter's eyes as envy, "It's useless to look at it. If you can find a boyfriend, I might even give you a blowing kiss. If you don't want your Uncle Han to drift too far away, you should find a boyfriend as soon as possible." Girlfriend, do whatever you have to do.”

Yan Feifei stretched out her hand to stop her mother's narcissistic thoughts, "Mom, stop, you'd better give up the idea of ​​blowing me a kiss. I'm afraid I'll have nightmares at night. As for the issue you mentioned about Uncle Han floating around the earth, I don't think it's a problem. It will be solved when the time comes. Uncle Han won't get dizzy if he floats around the earth a few more times. Who doesn't get dizzy just by wandering around in such a big circle, right brother?"

The Yan family couple: "..." It's strange that someone would like this kind of thinking. I'm worried.

Yan Zhun, who was called, did not answer the call, nor did he intend to.

Yan Feifei didn't care whether her brother answered or not. He often didn't answer anyway. She shrugged her shoulders and embedded herself in the sofa, crossing her legs and looking very leisurely.

"Then half of the reason is not mine. You can solve the other half of the reason first." Yan Zhun kindly gave Yan's father some advice.

Hearing this, Yan Feifei's brain is working very well now. Her sister's marriage has been resolved, so isn't she the other half? She used her brother's shoulders to sit up straight, "Wait a minute, brother, you and Ben San It's just one step away, San and I are still distant relatives, and you and San are biological father and mother, so you should resolve it first."

"I'm not her mother. Whose mother am I that you two picked up from the garbage?"

After listening to her daughter's words, Yan's mother hugged her grandson and asked, glaring at her daughter and son, but no one was left behind.

Yan Feifei flattened her mouth, tore open her nephew's lollipop and bit it in her mouth. The lollipop made a sizzling sound as she sucked it, "Isn't this a metaphor, Mom, why are you so bad at Chinese? It's commonly used in writing. The technique is not personification, metaphor, parallelism..."

"I'm not asking you to find a boyfriend now so you can show off your literary talents and just eat. Why are you making the sound of rubbing your feet?"

Yan's mother frowned at her daughter's incoherent look, interrupted her at the end of her words, and became very angry.

"Mom, which teacher taught you Chinese? It's really hard to describe this adjective. Listen, is this the sound of rubbing my feet? Who can make such a sound of rubbing their feet? Sounds good.”

As she spoke, Yan Feifei put the lollipop in and pulled it out, deliberately making a loud sound, so that her mother would listen more, hoping that she would realize that she had used wrong words.

Yan Feifei's actions made Lan Zhiyu, who had been eating lollipops, laugh. The little guy covered his mouth with his little hand and smiled. My aunt is so cute.

Yan's father felt helpless when he saw his daughter going crazy. Sure enough, there was no reason why she was single.

"Are you disgusting or not? That's enough. I want to slap you." Yan Zhun couldn't stand his sister's madness. "You should solve her problem first. It's hard to marry someone like this."

"It's hard to marry anyone. It's hard to find someone like me even if I'm holding a lantern. No one likes you."

Yan Feifei held the lollipop in her mouth sideways, crossed her legs, and looked leisurely and relaxed.

"Who gave you the confidence, Yan Feifei, if you can bring back a boyfriend, I will call you mom." Yan's mother excited her daughter.

It's a pity that under Feng Xiaoni's leadership, Yan Feifei is no longer so excited, her mood is much more stable, and her IQ is even higher. She said calmly: "Then forget it, I'm afraid of losing my life."

In the end, it was not made clear whose problem should be solved first, because neither brother nor sister wanted to be solved. Yan Feifei just wanted to be a salted fish. Now she cannot be a salted fish, she can only be a half-salted fish. If she has to work overtime every day, then When it comes to falling in love, she has no freedom. If there is another quarrel or something, she will be exhausted.

Thinking about it, it's quite busy. It's better to be more leisurely and sleep, travel, and have dinner on weekends.

And Yan Zhun feels that he is already busy enough. He has surgeries every day. Wherever he has time to fall in love, the surgeries will be delayed. There are a few women who can understand his current career, but he does not have time to coax. The time spent coaxing her around would be better spent performing a few more surgeries.

If the ancestors of the Yan family knew the thoughts of the two brothers and sisters, the coffin boards would not be able to cover them.

Imperial Hospital ward.

Father Han and Lan Chumu both hugged their grandson for a while, and then their grandson was urged to go home by Mother Han.

"Go back and come back tomorrow." Mother Han winked at Father Han, and Xixi was about to go to bed.

Before Shen Muyun could speak, Lan Chumu said to Xixi, "Dad has gone back first and will come to see you tomorrow." The daughter is already a mother. Even if he is a father, he should avoid suspicion in some aspects. The daughter is a girl after all. , there are always times when it is inconvenient for him to be there.

Shen Muyun nodded, "Well, you and Lao Han will play chess and go to bed early. Tomorrow you will go to Yan's house."

Father Han hurriedly answered, "Okay, I'll accompany Chu Mu tomorrow."

Mother Han: "Yes, sir."

"Don't worry, for the sake of the two precious gifts he gave me, I will be able to control it. Let's go Xixi, have a good rest, and don't think about anything."

"Good dad."

After the two fathers left, there were only four people left in the room. Han Yue was still holding the child in his hands. Before washing, Lan Yunxi, who had been lying down, sat up again and stretched out his hand, "Brother Yue, give it to me." , you go and wash up first."

Shen Muyun: "Why don't you give Mom another try? This child is also weird. Why is he so clinging to Xiao Yue?"

Han Yue gently put the child in his mother-in-law's arms. As soon as he put it down, he opened his eyes and was about to cry. Han Yue pinched his eyebrows. He was really afraid that the child was not here to take him in.

In the end, Lan Yunxi sat on the bed and hugged Han Yue until he finished washing.

Ten minutes later, Han Yue finished washing and took the child, "You go to sleep, I will hold it."

Lan Yunxi lay on her back and said to Han Yue who was standing beside her: "You can't hold her all the time. Your hands will be very sore. Try letting her go a few more times."

When Shen Muyun came out after washing, Mother Han was still washing inside.

You really can’t hold him all the time, otherwise your son-in-law’s hands will become useless before he is born. Shen Muyun said: “Try to hold him a few more times at night, and then wrap something around him to make him feel safe. Always hold him like this.” That’s not the case.”

The door was pushed open, and the nurse came in to take Lan Yunxi's temperature and check on the child's condition. Every time he came in, he saw the child's father holding him. The nurse suggested, "Don't hold him all the time. He will become dependent. Hold him." Once he gets used to it, he will no longer lie in the cradle alone, but let him sleep in the cradle so that both adults and children can sleep well."

The nurse spoke, but did not stop her hand movements. She wrote something in the notebook, maybe a temperature record. Then the nurse put the notebook on the table and stuffed the electric thermometer into her white coat. "Come on, give it to me." Bar."

Han Yue was hesitating whether to give it to the nurse. Seeing that his father was stunned, the nurse urged, "It's okay. It's okay to cry for a while. You can't keep holding him like this. By then, you will have trouble even going to the toilet. Although he They are very small, but they will develop habits, and the little guys are very smart."

Han Yue put the child on the crooked arms prepared by the nurse. Sure enough, he still cried. The nurse turned a deaf ear to the child's cries. She rearranged the child's blanket professionally and quickly placed the child in the cradle. , wrapped the quilt tightly, kept rocking the cradle, moved gently, and explained: "Look, don't you just flatten your mouth? After feeding the milk, changing the diaper, put the baby here. , no need to hold it to sleep, both adults and children will sleep better. Just push it when you cry, and you will get used to it after a while.”

It turns out that there are so many things to pay attention to when raising children. Han Yue, a first-time father, suddenly realized that he was thinking, did Ji Hancheng come here like this?

Shen Muyun: "Thank you."

The nurse glanced at Shen Muyun who was very gentle and said, "You're welcome. This is my job. If you have any questions, just ring the bell or come to the nurse's desk to see me. I'm on duty at night."

Mother Han, who had finished washing up long ago and stood listening for a while, responded: "Okay."

Han Yue was still rocking the cradle. Although the child was not crying, he was not asleep yet. His little hands were still struggling. Han Yue saw that the little boy was not feeling well and was about to pick him up. Shen Muyun stopped him, "Let him get used to it, maybe a few days ago." God adapted."

When the mother-in-law said this, Han Yue had no choice but to give up, "Yeah, okay."

In the middle of the night, everyone fell asleep, including Lan Yunxi, but the little guy in the cradle made a hmm-hmm-hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh from time to time, probably wanting Han Yue to pick him up and play around.

However, Han Yue did not pick him up. He just started rocking the cradle whenever there was any movement. The smart Han Yue started rocking while sitting down. In the end, he was too sleepy and slept on the sofa with one hand on the edge of the cradle. , he would shake the child a few times whenever there was movement, and he would shake it a few times whenever there was movement.

I didn’t know how many times I shook it throughout the night, and it almost shook me away. The little guy only slept peacefully when it was dark.