Chapter 229: Evil Retribution (5)

He nodded at Huang Puren and said, "The child is not very stable in the early stage, if you want to keep the child safe, you must pay attention to diet and exercise." ”

After listening to the doctor's instructions, Huang Puren clasped the doctor's hand again and said, "Yes, we will definitely pay attention, then we will go back first, thank you doctor." ”

Hurriedly ran to the doctor, and An Sisi was hurriedly dragged away by Huang Puren.

"What did you do?" Ann Si was puzzled by his behavior.

"Me? I didn't do it. Huang Puren started the car and carefully fastened the seat belt for Anssi.

"Something is wrong, very wrong." Ansis held her chin and tilted her head to look at him.

"Alright, my big baby, can we go back with the little one now?" Gently scraping the tip of Ansisi's nose, Huang Puren hung up.

"Sisi, let's get married." Huang Puren held the steering wheel, and his face could not hide his excitement.

"Married?" It seems that the marriage proposal that was agreed to only two days ago, is it going to get married so soon?

"Yes, I originally planned to get married this year, but now it's just a little bit earlier."

In advance? Is it because of pregnancy?

Fengzi got married, which is what An Sisi has always resisted, when An's mother told her that she was the child born to the mistress of the Huangpu family, but now she is sure that she is the child of the Ouyang family.

There are many mysteries in the middle that she has not solved yet, she doesn't know what her true identity is, she likes Ouyang Jun and Xie Rushuang's care for herself, and she also likes Ouyang Zi's care for herself.

But if what An's mother said is true, then where should she go?

Hearing that An Sisi didn't speak for a long time, Huang Puren glanced at her and whispered, "Sisi, what do you want?" ”

"Huh? Oh it's okay, I'm just not ready. ”

"What do I think is the matter? It's good that I'll prepare for the marriage, you don't have to worry about it, now, your biggest task is to take our little baby, that's enough. Huang Puren breathed a sigh of relief, he thought that An Sisi was unwilling to marry him.

"Jen, let me think about it, okay?"

The atmosphere gradually declined with An Sisi's words, and the joy of pregnancy began to slowly cool.

Back at the hotel, Huang Puren sent An Sisi to the door of the hotel, instructed Xiao Yuan and Xiao Lin to take care of it, and returned to the company with Dahei.

"Miss An, did you quarrel with the door master?" Because Xiao Yuan has been with An Sisi for a long time, he also understands the relationship between the two of them.

"Nope." Is this a quarrel? There was no anger, no roar, no radical rhetoric, and this should not be called a quarrel.

"However, I saw the face of the door master...... "Xiao Yuan was hesitant and didn't dare to continue."

"It's okay, let's go up."

……

In the hospital room, crackling and smashing, the roar of men resounded throughout the corridor.

"Son, son, calm down." There was a hint of sadness and helplessness in Han Dahai's persuasive voice.

"Calm down? You are a eunuch, can you still calm down? Anger, so that his whole mind can no longer continue to think, he doesn't care who the person in front of him is, he just wants to spread all the anger.

"Son, I know you're in a bad mood." Han Dahai was helpless.

"Get out!"

"Young Master Han, don't ...... like this" The caretaker stared at Han Jie, who was about to collapse, always on guard, worried that he would do something to hurt himself.

"You shit, how can you not find out about that woman? Can't find it! I see that you all have itchy skin, you dare to fool me! Han Jie picked up a fruit knife from the table and gestured at his chest.

"Son, don't be impulsive!" Han Dahai suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.

"Young Master Han, don't ......"

The two guards guarded Han Dahai in front of him, for fear that a fruit knife would be accidentally injured.

"No, no, I can't live like this, no, no!" Han Jie muttered to himself, his eyes flashing from side to side, not knowing what he was thinking.

Holding the fruit knife, Han Jie rushed to the same ward.

"Young Master!"

"Stop him! Don't let him hurt anyone! ”

Han Dahai heard the noisy screams in the corridor, his steps were a little unsteady, he had lived a serious life all his life, but he didn't expect that people would encounter such a thing at noon.

"Yes, sir!"

The two guards hurriedly ran away, and went to the crowd to find their young master.

"I'm not happy, don't want to live, don't want to live!"

Anger, panic, and all kinds of emotions hit Han Jie's brain, and he looked left and right, his eyes finally staring at a little boy who had been separated from his family.

"Don't be afraid, kid, come here uncle." Han Jie walked towards the child step by step, his eyes were full of red bloodshots.

The child, who was already panicked enough, suddenly burst into tears when he saw Han Jie's appearance.

"Wow!"

"Shhhhh Han Jie's hideous face stared at the underneath of the boy who had not yet developed. Body.

"You go away, you go away!" The boy opened his arms in fear and tried to push Han Jie away.

"You girl, don't fucking shame on you, Lao Tzu is your blessing to see you, shut up Lao Tzu." Looking at the boy's appearance, Han Jie was suddenly furious.

"Wow, Mom, ......" The boy was frightened by Han Jie, who suddenly roared, and the whole person trembled backwards step by step.

"Come on, kids, come on." Han Jie held the fruit knife in his hand and continued to approach.

"Son, don't!" Han Dahai rushed into the crowd and blocked his body in front of the boy, and the other two caretakers hurriedly took the boy away.

"Yo? Grown up? That's fine, this length is right for me! Han Jie was stunned for a moment, and didn't react at all that the person standing in front of him was his father.

"Son, please, sober up." Han Dahai burst into tears and was heartbroken.

"Just pick it up, kid, give your baby to your uncle, uncle won't let you hurt." Han Jie continued to hold the fruit knife and continued to move forward.

"No, son, no!"

Han Dahai subconsciously covered it. body, jokes, who is not afraid, even if he already has a son, so what, keep his old roots, not afraid of not having a son.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid." Han Jie continued to move forward, but his pace had significantly accelerated.

"Young master, don't!" One of the two caretakers grabbed Han Jie's arm to stop his crazy behavior.

"Ahh The roar shook the crowd nearby, and they all ran away at once.