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

In line with the principle of building a good relationship with the leader, Yan Feifei insisted on morning jogging for several days. She followed her brother unshakably every day and went out together. Then she met Feng Xiaoni at the door and continued chatting from the beginning to the end.

Say goodbye and go back to your homes.

The same is true today.

Yan Feifei breathlessly bid farewell to Feng Xiaoni, standing at the door and waving, grinning like a fool. Yan Zhun stood beside him, pursed his lips and said nothing, and just nodded to Feng Xiaoni as a farewell.

"See you at the leadership company."

Feng Xiaoni: "Well, see you at the company, don't be late."

"OK, I will definitely not be late."

After saying goodbye, Yan Feifei was still talking about how good Feng Xiaoni was. Yan Zhun glanced at the woman's back before averting his gaze and followed her into the house.

Pushing the door open and entering the villa, "Oh my god......"

"Mom, why are you up? You scared me." Both of them were used to the days when their mother was not in the living room.

"Why can't I be in the living room? I get up naturally when I wake up. I'm snoring. I'm a ghost." You don't have to get up at five o'clock to get enough sleep naturally.

"Didn't I see that you weren't here a few days ago? Okay, okay, okay, I don't need to ask."

Yan Feifei surrendered and immediately changed her shoes and went upstairs in slippers. She could not afford to offend him and could not afford to hide. She seriously suspected that her biological mother had advanced menopause.

After a while, he heard a bang on the door upstairs. Yan Zhun was about to go upstairs to take a shower. As soon as he reached the next step, he was stopped by his own mother standing next to the sofa, "Yes, you don't have to run when half a month is up." , there are only a few days left, if you persist, I won’t force you if you don’t feel much in the past half month.”

Yan Zhun: "............"

The eyes of the two mother and son collided. Yan Zhun looked away and said calmly: "Besides, there's nothing wrong with exercising. The temperature will rise in a few days and it won't be so cold anymore."

Yan's mother was secretly happy in her heart, but her face was calm. She said seriously and clearly, "Okay, our family is not hegemonic, it is also relatively democratic. If you don't want to be a mother, I won't force you. , you can figure it out yourself, if you really don’t want to run away, just take a rest.”

The recent reaction of his mother made it difficult for Yan Zhun to accept the decision. Since when has there been such a thing as democracy in the family? Only state officials are allowed to set fires. "I know, I took a shower and I'm still at work. You continue to watch." Bar."

It wasn't until she heard the second sound of the door closing that Yan's mother made a "yes" gesture and was about to dance in the living room. She happily took out her mobile phone from her pocket and sent a message to her son-in-law: Yunchen, the fish is hooked. Mom, thank you. Still You rock.

Lan Yunchen: Mom, this is what I should do. It would be better if Xiaozhun likes her. I will tell Feifei not to run with her starting tomorrow.

After reading the message, Yan's mother understood that she had also felt that her daughter was an eyesore just now, so she replied with an OK, pressed the pause button on the TV, quietly went upstairs and entered a room.

20 minute later.

"Ah..." Yan Feifei stood blankly at the door of the bathroom with a bath towel in her hand. She forgot her next move and blinked at her kisser standing at the door. mom.

Yan's mother: "What's the ghost's name? It keeps screaming all day long. Put on your clothes and tell you something."

After coming back to her senses, Yan Feifei went to put on her pants and complained, "Mom, can you please say something in the future? People can be scared to death. No matter how good my heart is, it will stop beating."

15 minutes later............

The next day.

When Yan Zhun dressed neatly and went out, he found that the door of his sister's room was closed. He raised his hand and glanced at his watch. He thought that the girl had overslept. He opened the door and went in to check. He saw that the person on the bed was fast asleep. Call it sweet.

No sign of waking up.

This made Yan Zhun a little puzzled. He was in a good mood the past few days, shouting that he wanted to have a good relationship with the leader. Why did he lose his temper today? He gently pushed his sister's shoulder and shouted softly, "Feifei, get up and go for a run." Come on, hurry up."

"Oh, don't make any noise, your mother, I want to sleep."

Yan Zhun: "............" He didn't wake up after calling for a long time, and he was even recognized as his son.

Recalling the scene of the fight that day, Yan Zhun did not continue to scream after all. If the fight broke out again, the old wounds would just be added to the new ones.

He went straight out of the room and closed the door gently.

Due to fate, or maybe Feng Xiaoni was on time, she could always pass by the Yan family's villa at this time. The three of them met, but today it became a double meeting.

Feng Xiaoni ran in front, Yan Zhun followed behind. Usually Yan Feifei kept chattering, but today the atmosphere was a bit quiet without this girl.

Feng Xiaoni wears more casual clothes when running. She wears whatever is convenient for her. Today she wore a dark gray velvet sweater, a white vest, and a pair of sweatpants. If it weren't for her delicate face and fair skin, she would be just ordinary. Even if you are dressed in a crowd, you will not be conspicuous.

In comparison, Yan Zhun wore something more formal, a dark brown coat, a black turtleneck sweater, dark blue jeans, and a pair of limited edition air-cushion shoes.

Just like Feifei said, it's not like going for a run, but like going on a blind date.

Neither of them spoke, and the atmosphere was a bit awkward. Feng Xiaoni also felt it. It was also strange recently. Dong Qiao didn't call her in the morning, and the line was busy when she called her. "Feifei isn't running away?"

Yan Zhun glanced at the woman next to him and replied: "I guess she can't get up. It's always been like this. There are few things she can persist in. The longest thing she persists in is working as the front desk at Ji's."

Feng Xiaoni has read Yan Feifei's resume and naturally understands Ji's Group. "She can actually persevere. It just depends on whether she wants to. For example, she can persevere if she likes the front desk."

Otherwise, I wouldn’t be thinking about going back to work as a receptionist.

Yan Zhun agreed with this, "You're pretty good at judging people." He had not been in contact with his sister for long, and he analyzed it thoroughly.

Most people's comments after coming into contact with my sister are that they are heartless and crazy. For example, Xiang Ke said this. Very few people comment on my sister like this.

Yan Zhun couldn't help but look at the woman next to him twice. Feeling the direct gaze projected on him, Feng Xiaoni turned her head and their eyes collided. Their heartbeats seemed to be knocked, and something burst out. , Feng Xiaoni looked away first and automatically explained, "I have worked in human affairs before and studied psychology."

Yan Zhun trotted beside him, turned around and asked, "Do you like winter running?"

Winter running, what is this word? Feng Xiaoni subconsciously curled her lips. It looked good from a strict angle. Then she curved her lips. After a while, with a slight gasp, Feng Xiaoni replied, "No, I like to run in the morning. Spring, summer, autumn and winter are not just winter.”

Perhaps it was due to Yan Zhun's profession. Facing him, Feng Xiaoni felt unguarded and could communicate easily.

Seeing that Yan Zhun beside her was silent, Feng Xiaoni spoke a little more and took the initiative to explain why she was running in the morning, "White-collar workers like us stay in office buildings all day long and rarely go outside, so I wanted to go for a run before going to work. "

"Isn't there a word called sub-health, right? Dr. Yan?"

Yan Zhun doesn’t even know how many times he laughed today, Doctor Yan? Many people in the hospital call him that every day, countless times a day, but today when this woman called him Dr. Yan, my heart trembled inexplicably.

"Yes, my mother was also afraid that I was in poor health and forced me to run. She said that I would either have surgery or surgery every day, and she was afraid that I would be disabled."

Feng Xiaoni: "It's okay to move. Parents are like this, for fear that their children will get sick."

"maybe."

There are some exceptions. Obviously she has never seen bad or ugly ones, such as Tang Junyao's father and stepmother.

Yan Zhun hid these words in his heart subconsciously and did not tell her. He didn't know what his motives were, maybe because he was afraid of polluting her pure heart.

Feng Xiaoni was a little curious as to why he chose the profession of doctor instead of inheriting the family business, "Why did you choose the profession of doctor?"

Yan Zhun's straight male cancer started to go online, "Don't be so tactful, you want to ask me why I don't inherit the family business."

After being stunned for a moment, Feng Xiaoni nodded. She originally wanted to be tactful, but she didn't expect the person involved to be so straightforward.

Yan Zhun followed Feng Xiaoni's pace and trotted around the community, "I speak more straightforwardly, unlike my sister who can hide it in her heart. This may be like my mother. Such a large group is full of twists and turns, even bigger than a human intestine." I want to tell you frankly that I don’t like it. My life is long or short, and I want to do something meaningful.”

"Whenever I perform surgery and repair broken organs, I feel a special sense of accomplishment. I like to deal with organs. Although they can't talk, they don't beat around the bush. When you take a knife to disembowel your belly, You can see the structure, and you can clearly see what is broken and what needs to be repaired. Diseased organs do not lie and cannot deceive others. You just need to look and don’t have to guess.”

After listening, Feng Xiaoni seemed to get to know the prince around her, and she also understood that she likes doctors because the profession of doctors has an aura and shines everywhere. She is very proud, "I also quite like this profession."

Yan Zhun didn't expect that she would say that, so he turned around and asked with suspicion in his eyes: "Huh? You want to be a doctor."

Feng Xiaoni smiled slightly, as if she had regrets, "I can't do it. I'm afraid of seeing blood. If there is too much blood, I will faint."

So even if I like it, I can't do this profession. I can only envy those who can be doctors, so I want to find a doctor boyfriend.

Straight man Yan Zhun gave advice, "You can find a doctor to be your boyfriend."

The two of them both turned their heads, looked at each other and smiled. After a second, they both looked away and continued running. Feng Xiaoni said, "You think the same as I do, and I think so too."

When I met his dark and deep eyes, my heartbeat was inexplicably fast.

Yan Zhun: "You are just dreaming about having a boyfriend who can't reach you."

"It's not wrong to describe it this way, it's just a bit more straightforward."

Yan Zhun: "I always speak straightforwardly and won't beat around the bush. If you mind, I won't speak."

Feng Xiaoni didn't expect him to say this, "That's okay. There's nothing wrong with going straight. You don't have to waste brain cells."

Today the two of them lost track of time while chatting and ran a few more laps.

Feng Xiaoni: "Bye."

"Bye." Yan Zhun stood at the door of the villa to say goodbye to Feng Xiaoni, watched her leave, and did not enter the villa until no one could be seen anymore.

Yan's mother was sitting in the living room watching her son go upstairs to take a bath. She was happily watching TV and scrolling through her mobile phone. It seemed that it wouldn't be long before she could go shopping without fear of being interviewed by those talkative wives.

It’s not like she hasn’t seen her son’s meticulous dressing up every day. Hope is right in front of her.

Yan's Hospital.

Xiang Ke hurriedly followed Yan Zhun into the consulting room, put his arms around his shoulders from behind, and teased, "I'm in a good mood today, why do I look so happy?"

Yan Zhun turned sideways and opened his paws, "Do you have a minor in Feng Shui or a fortune teller?"

Xiang Ke shrugged, "Isn't it because you came in with a smile today? I thought your love was coming."

After saying that, he pulled up a stool, sat backwards, with his head on the back of the chair, and said seriously, "I broke up. Yesterday I handsomely told my ex-girlfriend that I wanted to be single again."

"And she agreed?"

"correct."

Yan Zhun: Most likely, he has already found a new home, poor kid.

As far as my friends' love affairs are concerned, Yan is quite accurate, maybe it's because bystanders know better.

"Brother is single again. Let me ask you about someone. She is the girl you helped me look after last time. Her name is Feng Xiaoni. Ask your sister to help me ask her if she is single?"