After a flash marriage, he was doted on by a yandere CEO

Ling Shuang trotted to catch up, and Cheng Yinyang jumped out halfway.

"Xiao Shuangshuang." Cheng Yinyang had long legs and walked beside Ling Shuang, who was trotting. "Are you really doing your job?"

Ling Shuang glanced sideways at Cheng Yinyang and said in her eyes: "You are so annoying!"

Cheng Yinyang looked at Ling Shuang's expression and chuckled: "Did you have fun with your second brother in the hotel that night?"

Ling Shuang knew he was talking about the night of Bai Xiaolan's charity reception. She didn't even bother to look at him and said angrily: "Mind your own business."

"Yes!" Cheng Yinyang tapped his finger in the air, "I'm just asking a redundant question. My second brother has a hobby and is not interested in women."

Ling Shuang was too lazy to pay attention.

"Hey, how can second brother have a child like this?" Cheng Yinyang sighed, "How can I divide grandpa's shares?"

Ling Shuang paused and looked at Cheng Yinyang with eyes full of question marks.

"Ah!" Cheng Yinyang also stopped and said in a long tone, "Surrogacy is illegal, but legal wife's in vitro fertilization is not illegal. The second brother's plan is really loud."

"Second brother promises you, how much does it cost to have a baby? Ten million? Fifty million?"

Divide shares?

Is this why Cheng Sihan is eager to have a child?

Ling Shuang's eyes were filled with sadness.

Cheng Yinyang looked at the confused Ling Shuang and said with a smile: "Second brother will bring you to see grandpa today to admit your identity as grandson-in-law. I think the next step is to have a child."

In the ward, Mr. Cheng talked about his great-grandson, and Mrs. Cheng always had to laugh with him despite her unwillingness.

Could it be said that Cheng Sihan arranged all this today?

"Hey, I really envy my second brother for taking such a cute and well-behaved little Shuangshuang as his own." Cheng Yinyang sighed, his eyes narrowed.

"If your second brother finds out that you chew your tongue like this, will he pull out your tongue?" Ling Shuang glanced at Cheng Yinyang.

Cheng Yinyang quickly slid his tongue across his lips and smiled evilly, "I can't. My tongue is so flexible. I have to keep it. I can use it to please Xiao Shuangshuang someday, right?"

"Get out!" Ling Shuang was probably in a bad mood with him, and was very upset.

"Okay, get out of here, beauty!" Cheng Yinyang flicked his fingers forward from his temples, turned around and left with a playful smile.

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Anything becomes complicated when it's emotionally involved.

Ling Shuang was very clear about her role in this marriage on the day she received the certificate. Two months later, things were developing and her feelings were changing. She seemed to have slowly forgotten her role as a tool.

Cheng Yinyang's words reminded her that her marriage was to fulfill her responsibilities, and she was a tool.

The supplementary agreement for childbirth, and the stern face last night, and the words "Don't be naive."

It kept spinning in Ling Shuang's head, making her upset.

Ling Shuang lay on the big bed, beating her hands and feet against the innocent mattress.

In the morning, I was still thinking about having a good relationship with Cheng Sihan and cultivating a relationship.

Now, it feels like cold water has been poured on me, and I can’t feel energetic anymore.

"Do you have a grudge against this bed?" Cheng Sihan sat on the edge of the bed.

Ling Shuang once suspected that Cheng Sihan had a dual personality, as if there was a different person inside and outside the room.

Just like now, the serious and cold Cheng Sihan in the hospital has been replaced by a frivolous and evil soul.

Before Ling Shuang had time to turn over, her thin waist was held by two big hands, one on the left and one on the right. She was lifted up and sat on the man's lap.

Cheng Sihan pinched Ling Shuang's chin, looked into her panicked eyes, and chuckled: "If little darling doesn't like this bed, Mr. Han will change it immediately, or sleep in another room."

"No, no..." Ling Shuang wanted to shake her head, but her chin was firmly clamped.

Cheng Sihan let go of his hand, tapped the tip of Ling Shuang's nose with his index finger, pecked the corner of his mouth, and said hoarsely: "Or we can be somewhere else, such as the bathroom!"

"Ah!" Ling Shuang was picked up and reflexively wrapped around Cheng Sihan's neck.

As she passed the bathroom door, Ling Shuang clasped the door frame tightly with both hands and pushed in the opposite direction.

"Huh?" Cheng Sihan lowered his head.

"Mr. Han, let's talk first!" Ling Shuang exerted all her strength, including her facial features, squeezing into a ball.

Cheng Sihan looked at that cute little appearance and wanted to swallow it in one gulp.

"Is there anything more important than making little people?"

"That's exactly what I'm talking about."

"Oh?" Cheng Sihan lowered his head, "Are you still worried?"

Ling Shuang nodded slightly.