The wealthy boss was picked up by me and brought home

Old Wen, who knew that his son and grandson were unwell, was just like the elders of every precious child. He was so anxious that he called his personal doctor directly.

After some examinations, the doctor gave Wen Xiaoqiu a hesitant look with a look of embarrassment on his face, and stood up to face Elder Wen.

"Old Wen." The doctor stretched out his hand towards the door: "Please come with me, please."

Elder Wen paused for a moment, then followed the doctor out without changing his expression.

"Young Master, I don't have any other problems." The doctor hesitated and continued, "It's just that I'm about seven weeks pregnant, and my tires are moving a little, probably because my mood fluctuates too much, so I just need to take care of it. As for the nausea, It's a normal part of pregnancy."

The doctor watched the boss's face while talking. After all, this young master has a special body, and he doesn't know if they know about the pregnancy. If he feels ashamed and gets angry, he can't bear it.

Mr. Wen listened to the doctor's words quietly, his face calm and his heart really agitated.

child?His precious grandson looked like a child himself, but now he was pregnant by that little bastard from the Gu family.

Mr. Wen was very angry, and he was even more angry at the pig that stole his own cabbage.

He nodded to the doctor, asked some questions and sent off.

After the doctor left, Mr. Wen thought about it at the door, and felt that Wen Xiaoqiu's own thoughts should be respected in this matter, so he finally sighed a little, and went in with a feeling of distress to confess.

Wen Xiaoqiu was stunned when he found out that he was pregnant. He never thought that his body would have such a function.

Instinctively, he raised his hand and gently stroked his flat belly. There was a little life inside, which was his and Gu Xiao's child. Although he couldn't feel anything now, the child would slow down in a few months. Slowly grow up, there will be a beating little heart.

Wen Xiaoqiu thought that the corner of his mouth moved slightly unconsciously at this moment, and then collapsed instantly, as if he realized something else, his face suddenly became ugly.

There was a suppressed wry smile on his fair little face. In the eyes of others, a man who would become pregnant would definitely be treated as a monster.

And why should the baby come at this time, when no one welcomes him, when his other father doesn't want him.

He was clearly prepared to never be entangled with Gu Xiao for the rest of his life, so why did God bring this child to his side when he finally mustered up the courage.

Seeing his grandson's preoccupied look, Mr. Wen naturally felt distressed, but after all, he couldn't help him. He could only try to give the child some space to adjust himself, and at the same time silently support him when needed.

Wen Xiaoqiu pretended to be entangled with things in his heart and didn't fall asleep in the middle of the night. He even thought about whether this child would stay or not, but as soon as he thought about this little life, he felt a kind of worry and reluctance.

At this moment, the mobile phone next to her suddenly turned on.

He picked it up in a daze and saw that it was a message from Gu Xiao, asking if he was asleep.

Wen Xiaoqiu's nose turned sour looking at those words, and he didn't know whether it was because of the hormone instability during pregnancy or because he was prone to sentimentality late at night, and he felt a sense of sadness.

The more I thought about it, the more I felt wronged. I buried my face in the pillow and wept silently while clutching the phone. I don't know when I fell asleep.

After waking up the next day, he became more sober and calm. Now he still has the support of his family and grandpa, so he has nothing to be afraid of.

At the same time, while eating at noon, Gu Xiao suddenly called him twice, but Wen Xiaoqiu didn't answer them, and still complained in his heart.

For the sake of the pregnant woman's health, and also afraid that his grandson would be in a bad mood, Mr. Wen specially found a pastry master to be Wen Xiaoqiu's master, so that he would have something to divert his attention.

Since he knew that he likes this industry and has this hobby, he even cleared out a room for a baking room.

The pastry master is a mixed-race named Bogar, who is the world's top baker.

Their family and Wen's family are good friends, and their relationship is very good, and Wen Xiaoqiu's cousin is also a college classmate, so he feels relieved to call him over.

"Xiaoqiu." A calm and gentle male voice came.

Wen Xiaoqiu was wearing an apron and using an egg beater to beat egg whites. He stopped and raised his head when he heard someone call him.

The person who came over was his cousin in name, who had been in contact with Wen's when he first returned to Wen's house. Some of his clothes and things were bought by this cousin for him.

Cousin is gentle, elegant and calm, making people feel very comfortable, so Wen Xiaoqiu also has a good impression of him.

Wen Xiaoqiu yelled politely with a smile, put down the things in his hands and walked over, seeing that his cousin was following someone behind him, he guessed something in his heart.

"This is my little cousin, and he will be your student from now on." Wen Ru introduced them to each other with a smile on his face, "His name is Bogar, and he is the teacher invited by your grandfather. You don't have to talk to him." You're welcome, just ask if you have any questions."

As Wen Ru spoke, he patted Burgar's shoulder lightly, his eyes and movements were enough to make it clear that the two of them were familiar.

"Hello."

Wen Xiaoqiu nodded and greeted him politely, but before he had time to say anything else, Burgar suddenly held his hand excitedly.

"Oh Maiga~ You look so cute!" Bogar boasted in fairly standard Mandarin.

Because he is of mixed race, with deep eye sockets, high nose bridge, and relatively large body, it somehow gives people a compelling sense of luxury.

But after this big and small monster that didn't match the image at all, Wen Xiaoqiu instantly lost the tension before, and was more confused and full of question marks.

Wen Ru coughed in embarrassment, then grabbed the hand of a big man, and opened the distance between the two of them.

"I'm sorry, that's just how he is. He likes to be familiar with him." Wen Ru explained, obviously already used to him.

Bogar didn't pay attention to what Wen Ru said, his eyes still stuck to Wen Xiaoqiu's body, and he saluted and made fun of him like a foreign gentleman.

"I am very willing to be a teacher for cute boys, and it is free."

Wen Xiaoqiu was amused by his pretentiousness, and the atmosphere of the few people instantly became harmonious, without any sense of strangeness when they met for the first time.

The baking class also starts very soon, there is no time limit, and Burgar has many interesting and powerful tricks. After all, he is a world-class dessert master. With a little effort, Wen Xiaoqiu, a rookie, can be amazing.

And Bogar has a funny personality and loves to joke.The whole process was full of laughter and sighs about technology.

"Xiaoqiu, you are the cutest young master I have ever seen, I must personally design a high-end cuisine just for you." Towards the end, Burgar suddenly said seriously and exaggerated: "I really am I like you so much."

Wen Ru, who had just come back from the bathroom, happened to hear this passage, and he involuntarily slowed down his walking movements, a slight sense of disappointment stained his Wen Run's face.

Wen Xiaoqiu, who was facing the door in the room, noticed something wrong with his cousin at this moment.

After Bogar left, Wen Xiaoqiu hesitantly expressed his doubts.

"Cousin," he called, "do you like Mr. Burgar?"

Wen Ru paused for a moment when he wiped his fingertips, and then returned to normal, with a spring-like smile on his face.

I sighed in my heart, I didn't expect that even my younger brother could see it.

"Yes." He admitted generously, and chatted with Wen Xiaoqiu very freely: "He and I are roommates in college, and we have had a crush on him for many years."

While talking, he threw the paper towel after wiping his hands into the trash can, and when he looked up, he saw the doubt in Wen Xiaoqiu's eyes again, so he didn't need the other party to ask him to explain.

"I've seen all the people who come and go around him. Let him be romantic and affectionate for so many years, at least I can stay by his side as a friend." Wen Ru lowered his eyes, smiled and continued: "But I'm I confessed to him a few days ago, but it was treated as a joke." He could still see this kind of stupid refusal.

Wen Ru smiled as if he was mocking himself indifferently, and then spread his hands, pretending to be indifferent: "No way, the type he likes has always been petite and cute like you, I have no role to play."

Whether you really don't care or fake don't care, in fact, everyone knows it in their hearts.

Wen Xiaoqiu has always had a keen mind, but she still noticed the loss and the momentary sadness in her cousin's eyes.

Love but not.

Wen Xiaoqiu's eyes flickered a little, and he suddenly thought of himself, and felt empathy.

In the next few days, Wen Xiaoqiu has been studying baking seriously. After learning for a while, it is best to go to some dessert shops to see how the people who eat it feel, so that they can better improve the taste repairing method.

Bogar took Wen Xiaoqiu to a shop under his name with relatively high cost performance. Although the bakers there were not top-notch, they were enough for Wen Xiaoqiu to learn from.

Wen Xiaoqiu followed suit and made several popular desserts in the store, and then conducted research with customers who bought his products, and gave them free orders as a thank you.

Everyone's feedback is pretty good, but there is a little error.

The result was enough to make him so happy that he couldn't help jumping up and down excitedly, but one of them lost his footing and staggered and almost fell down.

Fortunately, he was supported by a person behind him, and fell into the generous and warm arms of the other person.

Wen Xiaoqiu was taken aback, didn't think too much, patted her chest and was only worried about the baby in her stomach, complaining that she was taking a risk but thankful she didn't fall.

"Are you scared?" A deep and magnetic male voice came from above.

Wen Xiaoqiu's movement of patting his chest froze for an instant, and his heart trembled at the incomparably familiar voice, then he subconsciously raised his head in the man's arms, and saw Gu Xiao's handsome and caring face at a glance. Face.

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