Transmigration: Raising the Child of the Male Lead Boss

Remember for a second

, I wanted a second cub last night, but I was so tired and dizzy that I hit the bed board again (blush) (blush) (blush)

I'm so sorry for worrying everyone~#

After this sentence, a screenshot of the case is also attached.

Malnutrition, concussion dàng after a minor impact... Excessive exhaustion...

Shen Lin swallowed and looked at the boss's expression.

No need to clarify, is that so...?

Is the boss so violent at night?

Indeed, it is not good news to make a wife faint in bed.

Boss, I'm going to find a lawyer now and sue these small media that slander my wife!

Divorce?

Shen Lin suddenly felt afraid after a while, that he would almost miss the boss's meaning.

You've made your wife like this!

Shen Yichong's mouth twitched fiercely.

The hand holding the ipad burst into blue veins in an instant!

Chapter 3

; Shen Lin sat with the boss in the ward, as if he was in a super ice cave, and cold air kept coming from him every minute and every second.

Boss... thirteen plans have been rejected!

Half an hour ago, Shen Lin wanted to escape.

A hot topic seems to have suddenly emerged, and it sprinted to the top of the rankings in a short period of time, occupying the top spot on Weibo today!

#yuyaoyao did not commit suicide, but her husband was too strong! #

Since then, the temperature in the room has not been higher.

Trash, let him redo it!

Shen Lin's eardrums trembled!

Fourteenth!

Shen Lin turned his head silently, and saw Shen Yichong's extremely cold profile at the moment, it seemed that every pore was revealing extreme unhappiness.

Just as he was about to find an excuse to leave, the iPad on the small table by the sofa suddenly vibrated several times.

He glanced secretly, and instantly swallowed.

It's all haha-style news from Weibo netizens, Aite boss Shen Yichong.

The fastest, most bizarre, and most bizarre slap in the face in history, I'm laughing to death! Boss Shen, your wife is rude!

Mrs. Shen's inner monologue: 嘤夤嘤, he was pushed down by her husband, and she was dizzy and didn't get up for a while, who committed suicide! Husband is too powerful, it's also a problem~

Boss Shen's heart: Wife, we still shut the door and say something, please!

With a bang, the dark-faced Shen Yichong almost smashed into the sofa with a punch!

Shen Lin immediately hid in the corner like a quail.

Give me a cigarette. Shen Yichong stood up, his voice hoarse.

Uh, the hospital can't smoke, boss.

The knife-like gaze suddenly made Shen Lin swallow the second half of the sentence, and hurriedly handed over the cigarette and lighter in his pocket respectfully.

Shen Yichong narrowed his eyes and took it, directly between his fingers, biting the cigarette in his mouth, but did not take the lighter.

He raised his eyes and looked at the white, weak but beautiful woman on the hospital bed, his black eyes were extremely heavy, and his eyebrows were tightly locked.

Go and find out who she has been in contact with in the last month, and the flow of bank cards and credit cards.

Shen Lin opened his mouth and responded immediately, Okay, boss, then I'll go to work first.

Forget it, no need,...

Huh? Boss?

get out.

Okay, boss!

Shen Lin didn't hesitate at all and quickly escaped from the room.

When the door was closed, the back of a man who looked like a towering green pine seemed to walk slowly to the side of the hospital bed with extreme difficulty, looking down at the woman who buried most of her face in the quilt at the moment.

She closed her eyes, her brows and eyes were still picturesque, and even the teardrops at the corners of her eyes brightened her snow skin, which was even better than the dazzling whiteness of the quilt in this hospital.

Like a statue, he stood for an unknown amount of time.

...

It wasn't until the sky was faint and dark again that Yu Yaoyao slowly woke up.

She didn't dare to move when she woke up, for fear that the needle would still be stuck in her hand.

But when his mind was still confused, he felt drops of water dripping on the back of his hand.

It's raining?

Yu Yaoyao opened her eyes.

She used to like to coil herself up and hide among the leaves when she slept.

Now she subconsciously covers most of her face with the quilt to sleep, covering most of the view.

Looking at her at this moment, I can only see a small furry black head emerging from the side of her hospital bed. The small round and white face is facing her side, and it looks full of bounciness, like a smooth, tender and sweet meat. Bag.

As soon as Yu Yaoyao opened her eyes, two tears fell on the little bun's face again and again, as if the thread had been broken, it flowed straight down and fell into her hands.

But soon the little bun lowered his head and noticed the back of her hand wet with tears, and the black eyes seemed to be frightened.

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