Wealthy Child Bride: Hello, Mr. President

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  Feng Yaqin just finished her treatment, and she fell asleep tiredly. Mo Xiaxia and Han Xiaoye were taking care of her in the ward. Unexpectedly, Fu Zhiyan also saw Wei Zifeng.

   When he saw Wei Zifeng, Wei Zifeng happened to see him too, and nodded as a greeting.

Mo Xiaxia tucked the quilt for Feng Yaqin, and Han Xiaoye picked up the remote control to help adjust the room temperature. After everything was done, the two made a light gesture to go out, and the two big men naturally followed. Step by step out.

   Mo Xiaxia walked at the end and gently closed the door.

   "Okay, Mom is asleep, just have me here, you should go back to rest early."

   "It's my turn tonight, I..." Han Xiaoye couldn't bear to see her eyes bloodshot, he stayed to take care of her, and volunteered.

   In the end, before the words were finished, Mo Xiaxia refused, "You also need to rest more. The conditioning plan I gave you is to go to bed early and get up early."

   "I think I'm fine, really, I feel the same now as I used to, and I won't want to lose my temper for no reason." Han Xiaoye could not wait to cut his happiness to prove it.

   Fu Zhiyan, who had just lost her temper just now, was noncommittal, took her hand and stopped her from continuing, "Don't forget that you still have a baby in your stomach."

  Han Xiaoye really forgot that she still had a small bun in her belly, mainly because the little bun in her belly was incredibly obedient recently. She didn't have any reactions that a pregnant woman should have, and she didn't vomit as much as she did some time ago. She played all day, and just now really forgot that she was still pregnant.

Han Xiaoye didn't argue any more, she also knew that the child in her belly was equally important, she was reluctant, "Well, Xia Xia, if you can't hold it anymore, you must remember to call me, I will catch up immediately. come to help you."

   She knew that Mo Xiaxia wouldn't call her even if she couldn't bear it anymore. After thinking about it, she added, "Or you can call your little uncle, Aunt Liu, and big uncle to replace you."

   Mo Xiaxia hooked the corner of her mouth, pinched her cheek, and smiled, "I see, five hundred ducks."

  One woman is equal to five hundred ducks. Han Xiaoye heard this saying, patted his belly, and winked shyly, "Wrong, it's a thousand ducks, and I still have five hundred ducklings in my stomach."

  Fu Zhiyan really wanted to strangle her.

   How can a woman use a duckling as a metaphor for her unborn child?

   She said without blinking her eyes!

"Puchi." Mo Xiaxia was amused by her, her mood was much better, and she breathed a sigh of relief, "Okay, I know, don't worry, if I really can't hold it any more, I'll ask your uncle to replace it. Mine. You're about to go to bed, and I'm about to take a shower and get some sleep."

  Han Xiaoye knew that she was exhausted, so he didn't waste her time anymore, and took Fu Zhiyan back to the ward uneasy. Wei Zifeng has been standing by the gentleman and kept quiet. After the two left, he stopped Mo Xiaxia, "Miss Mo."

  Mo Xiaxia stopped, quite surprised, "Is there something wrong with Dean Wei?"

   Wei Zifeng pointed at her blushing neck, "If I didn't make a mistake, Miss Mo must be allergic, right?"

   "..." Mo Xiaxia neither admitted nor denied, and looked at him quietly.

Wei Zifeng was a little overwhelmed by the sight, took a deep breath, barely stabilized his mind, and said a gentleman, "I don't mean anything else, I just want to make sure. My office happens to have anti-allergy medicine, if Miss Mo It's really an allergy, I'll go get the medicine for Miss Mo."

With a serious look, he continued, "Many people think that allergies are a small problem, and they just need a good night's sleep. This is a medical misconception. Allergies can destroy our immunity and lead to other multiple complications. , if you have an allergy, it is best to take the medicine early. Miss Mo has a small red bump on her neck, which means that the allergy is very serious, and it is better to take the medicine in time. "

   Mo Xiaxia touched her neck, and it was indeed uneven. She nodded towards Wei Zifeng, neither salty nor bland, "No need, thank you, I brought the medicine myself, I'll take it later."

   She took out the medicine bottle from the canvas bag, which contained antibiotics.

The medicine was packed in her bag when she went out in the morning. As early as when she received a call from Fu Zhiyan to accompany Han Xiaoye to the alumni reunion, she deduced that most of the time she was going to drink, she knew that her constitution was allergic to alcohol. So take antibiotics with you when you go out, just in case.

   Wei Zifeng didn't expect that she was carrying antibiotics with her. She was a little embarrassed and waved her hand, "No thanks, I didn't help you much. Since Miss Mo brought her own medicine, I won't bother."

"Okay."

   Wei Zifeng glanced at her, he had planned to leave, but he stopped halfway, turned his head and looked back, Mo Xiaxia had already walked away. He looked back, put his hands in the white coat, and followed.

  …

  VIP ward.

  Han Xiaoye finished taking a shower, sat on the sofa with his little white and tender feet up, and waited for Fu Zhiyan to blow her hair. The sound of water splashing in the bathroom, she took the opportunity to play with her phone for a while, and played a game before Fu Zhiyan came out. As soon as the bathroom door opened, she immediately tucked her phone beside the sofa.

   "Uncle, help me blow my hair."

  Fu Zhiyan was wiping his hair with a black towel. Hearing that, he put down the towel and returned to the bathroom to find a hair dryer for her.

"Sit down."

"Oh."

  Han Xiaoye put down his little feet and sat upright.

   It is not the first time that Fu Zhiyan has dried her hair. Since she was pregnant, her hair was almost done by him. Aside from the fact that he almost burned the hooligan twice at first, he is getting more and more proficient now, so proficient that he even has an illusion that the president of YG is his side business, and blowing his hair is his main business.

  Han Xiaoye obediently cooperated with him to blow her hair, the warm wind blowing on her hair warmly, she yawned and her eyelids started to fight. To prevent herself from falling asleep, she blinked her eyes to find a topic.

   "Uncle, you seem to be very busy with work recently. Where's Andy? I haven't seen him for a long time."

   "Well, he's on a business trip."

   "Ah, I'm on a business trip, no wonder I didn't talk about it." Han Xiaoye couldn't find the topic, and asked again, "Where did you go on a business trip?"

   "h city."

   The previous mergers and acquisitions need someone to execute, and he is not at ease with others, so it is most suitable for Andy to go.

  Han Xiaoye is more than a clever person, she immediately knew what was wrong with Andy, her brain flashed, and she turned around suddenly. Fu Zhiyan was drying her hair when she suddenly moved and the hair dryer touched her hair, causing her to jump off.

   "Didn't I let you sit down?!" Fu Zhiyan's face darkened, he turned off the hair dryer, and immediately checked. At the same time, the whole body exudes coldness!

  [515 is coming soon, I hope to continue to hit the 515 red envelope list, and by May 15th, the red envelope rain can give back to readers and publicity works. A piece is also love, it must be better! 】