The inauguration of the president is now in chaos.

The army brought in by the Secretary-General has besieged it.

All the bodyguards of the Qi family, all the people in the presidential palace, were taken down for review.

Only Mr. Qi ignored this chaotic scene at all, just hugged his little thing, and ran anxiously.

"Where's Owen Xiang!"

The rest room, which has been heavily surrounded by the army, has been put on first-level alert.

Even An Tezhu was taken down for review, and Mr. Qi couldn't find anyone by his side, so he could only ask people to find the secretary general.

"Where is Owen Shoren now?"

The little thing in his arms had closed his eyes and was trembling in his arms.

"Mr. President urgently called Ou Gongzi."

The Secretary-General lowered his voice.

"Just now, the president's wife suddenly rushed out and blocked a shot for Mr. President. Madame still has a child in her belly. ”

"Now, the president's wife is in an emergency rescue."

Qi Muchen's eyes narrowed instantly, his fingertips clenched, and they became a little white.

Today he didn't think about it all, this was his dereliction of duty as the head of the Qi family.

If Tang Rou and the child in his belly really had an accident, then how could he be worthy of his uncle.

But he didn't have time to think about it so much now, so he could only lower his head and bend his little thing firmly with the crook of his arm.

Kissing her slowly, his voice hoarse.

"Little thing, be strong, there are a lot of things going on in the Qi family now, I hope you can wake up and accompany me to the past."

"Little thing, do you say it's okay?"

The lounge was now empty with only the two of them.

The atmosphere was a little depressing, and Mr. Qi held Su Xiaoya in his arms, his fingers gently rubbing her cold skin.

I have never been so tired and panicked in my heart.

He didn't know if he had succeeded today, Ou Wenxiang should be giving first aid to Tang Rou now, and it was impossible for him to pull Ou Wenxiang out of the surgeon at such a time.

After a long while, the little man in his arms suddenly moved.

His palms gradually warmed.

It was a tear dropping from Su Xiaoya's face.

Soon it flooded his hands.

"Qi bastard." Su Xiaoya's voice was choked, but it was very clear.

Word by word, the gaze is no longer as numb and dazed as before.

"I see Xiao Bao. Qi bastard, he saved me with himself, but he didn't die. He told me he would be back. ”

"Bastard, Xiao Bao is actually my son, and he is our future baby. Do you believe it? Mr. Qi. ”

Qi Muchen's back suddenly stiffened, and his gray lips trembled violently.

His eyes were a little moist, and a sour and astringent feeling in his heart came up directly from his heart, and when he reached his lips, he became a silent chok.

His little thing, wake up!

"Yes, I do. Mrs. Qi. ”

Mr. Qi's voice trembled, and he lowered his head and gently ironed his handsome face against the cold skin of the little thing.

Tears melted on her skin, and grief flowed backwards.

The little thing finally woke up, although for her awakening, the entire Qi family paid a great price.

But little things, it doesn't matter, as long as you can wake up, I'll take care of the rest.

When Su Xiaoya returned to Qi's house in Yuzhang Garden, it was already late.

After dinner, Mr. Qi took her hand and went to the open-air balcony on the 8th floor.

(Education 123 Literature Network)