The domineering president keeps his little wife captive

Until he got off work, Xu Hanchen didn't send any message to An Yuhan, not even a text.

Today, An Yuhan drove back from work by herself. Her father bought her a car, otherwise she would always ask Meng Zimo to drive her back. Sometimes she would still take a taxi back by herself. Her father felt sorry for her.

"I'm back." An Yuhan took off his shoes weakly and changed them.

"Hey! What's wrong? You look so weak." An's mother was sitting on the sofa watching TV with great interest.

She even suspected that she was not fed enough.

"Ah."

Mother An was used to her usual nagging appearance, so she was a little uncomfortable with her current coldness.

"My brother and sister-in-law haven't come back yet?" An Yuhan looked around and saw that only her mother was there.

"Upstairs. I made bird's nest soup for Xiaoran this afternoon. She hasn't gotten up yet. Your brother went upstairs after get off work." His own eldest son is now loved by his wife very much.

Mother An was very pleased.

"Oh!" An Yuhan hung her bag on the wall and fell onto the sofa. She sank into the soft sofa and felt that many of her worries were gone.

Her cell phone rang at this moment, it was the sound of a message.

"What's wrong, baby? Are you in a bad mood?" An's mother looked away because the TV series was just being advertised.

She took this opportunity to comfort her daughter who was feeling unwell.

"No, I'm just tired. If you make something delicious in the evening, I'll just have a meal." An Yuhan was afraid that her mother would nag again. The last thing she wanted to do now was to talk.

The aunt who was preparing the meal heard An Yuhan's voice and replied, "Miss can definitely eat more tonight."

"Okay." After answering, she closed her eyes and rested.

The messages on the phone kept ringing, non-stop.

"Who is this! You're receiving so many messages, aren't you going to reply?" Mother An couldn't stand the sound of text messages, which really disturbed her concentration on watching TV.

An Yuhan glanced at the mobile phone on the coffee table and said, "It must be a message from the work group!" She reached out to take it.

Except for the group that keeps ringing like this, who normally would keep sending messages to her?

She is a lonely patient and is already terminally ill.

She unlocked the screen and opened WeChat. The network was refreshing. When she saw the red dot on the avatar that had not moved for a long time, she hesitated.

I only saw one sentence displayed there: Can you meet me?

An Yuhan felt as if all the blood in her body had frozen. It was so unreal. This was what she had been looking forward to for a while.

But when it really comes true, it seems so unrealistic.

She felt her hands trembling as she clicked on the message, and her nose felt a little sore.

"Xiao Han is back." Xuan Ran walked to the sofa and sat down. Only then did An Yuhan become aware of the noisy sounds around him, the sound of the TV series and the voices of family members talking to each other.

"Sister-in-law, you're awake." She put the phone on her belly, and until now she still didn't have the courage to open it.

"Then let's eat!" When Mother An saw that everyone was present, she walked to the table and looked at the dishes that the aunt had brought out one after another.

"What's wrong? Are you still angry with your brother?" An Xijie pushed An Yuhan, thinking that he really didn't think enough about his sister today.

I felt guilty and wanted to test her attitude to see if she was angry.

After all, she ignored him when she came downstairs just now. She just lay there looking at her phone and looked like she was about to cry.

As a brother, I also feel guilty when I see such a scene.

"Oh! You're so annoying." An Yuhan shook her hands and walked to her seat and sat down. Just then, her aunt handed her meal.

"You've also provoked her, so just eat your meal properly!" Seeing An Xijie shamelessly bullying An Yuhan, An's mother couldn't stand it anymore.

The palms and backs of the hands are all made of flesh and blood. Now that her son has his own family, she is still caring about him, and her parents' family will also provide support for her when she gets married.

How could she let her suffer any injustice? She already felt very guilty for not being by her side when she was a child.

"I know, I know." An Xijie nodded and sat next to Xuan Ran, picking up food for her.

Seeing that An Xijie always made An Yuhan unhappy, An's father said, "As a brother, you should take care of your sister and stop bullying her outside. Girls care about their reputation, so don't do things that will make you look bad."

Father An has hit the point.

An Yuhan immediately seconded the proposal, "Yes, Dad, you don't know, my brother is too much, saying bad things about me in front of so many people."

After listening to An Yuhan's words, An Xijie felt like several pairs of eyes were looking at him coldly, and he didn't dare to look up.

"Look at you, you're already married and yet you still say this about your sister." Father An was really furious.

Mother An also swallowed a mouthful of rice and said, "Xiao Ran, don't mind it! We often scold him like this."

Xuan Ran quickly shook her head, "He was indeed wrong. I told him about it at noon. He really shouldn't have done that."

"Wife, why don't you help me? We are in the same boat." An Xijie picked up some food for her, and the small plate in front of him was almost full.

"Okay, stop pinching and face your own problems!" Accept the judgment of the public!

"Okay, okay, I'm sorry, sister."

"Is this your attitude of apologizing?" An Yuhan put down his chopsticks and looked at him.

After having a fairly enjoyable meal that night, An Yuhan returned to her room and took out her cell phone to open the message.

An Xijie and Xuan Ran returned to the room, and Xuan Ran went to wash up. She was in the second trimester of pregnancy and was too lazy to move. After taking a bath, An Xijie considerately took the pregnancy oil and applied it to Xuan Ran.

"Is this useful? Is it just a waste of money?" Xuan Ran herself didn't know the effect, so she asked the man who applied it on her every day.

The man was tilted up and down, except for his round and bulging belly, the rest of his skin was the same and his legs were not thick.

"Just apply it if it's good for you!"

"That's true."

Chen Yuye and Meng Zimo returned home just as they were about to come back from a walk. After Meng Zimo finished washing up, Chen Yuye opened the newly bought pregnancy oil for her. This was the product Xuan Ran had told her about for preventing stretch marks during lunch.

So after get off work, I dragged Chen Yuye to buy it, and also replaced the shower gel with ones specifically for pregnant women.

After changing all the lotion and milk sets, Meng Zimo sighed, "We are going to be parents soon, are you nervous?" Meng Zimo looked at Chen Yuye who was unpacking the packages.

"That's the fruit of our love. Don't worry. We will slowly do better after the baby is born." After unpacking, Chen Yuye put the pregnancy oil on the bedside table. "I'm going to take a shower first. When I come out, I'll apply it on you. Don't play with your phone too much, okay?"

"Yeah, okay." Ever since she became pregnant, Chen Yuye has strictly controlled her from playing with her mobile phone, saying that the radiation is bad for her eyes.

Meng Zimo was also very obedient. Perhaps because of the influence of her first pregnancy, Meng Zimo always felt inexplicably anxious sometimes during her pregnancy.