Chapter Seventy-Two: News Flies
"Mr. Qiao, does Mrs. Hades agree to your marriage?"
It was still that voice, and my heart couldn't help but twitch. How could she say yes so easily, she didn't even want to admit the child in her belly. But it seems that this matter is not up to her, and no one can stop me from doing what I have made up my mind to do.
"I think she'll agree, after all, that's what Yichen wants. And Yichen doesn't want his child to be born without a father! β
I said earlier that I was weak and emotional, but I was resolute in the back. Glancing at the bottom, many people were secretly touching the corners of their eyes. I don't know what his starting point is, but I know that my purpose has been achieved. Under the protection of the security personnel, he got into the car with Wen Wenyu.
When I got home, I was ready to leave.
"Xinyu." I don't know when it started, but I've changed her name. Sometimes I feel like I've changed, and I don't know myself anymore.
Now Wen Wenyu has become the only person I can rely on at present, and he is the only one who can help me with many things.
"Mr. Qiao, what do you command?"
Warm and as always, the professional smile is always so appropriate.
"From tomorrow onwards, you will come to work at my house, and the salary will be the same as before. Working hours also remain the same. I touched my stomach and said with a smile: "It's inconvenient to do anything with a big belly now, and although the company has now handed it over to Shentian Qin." But it's hard to guarantee that there will be no problems, and you will have to deal with it when the time comes. β
"I know, Mr. Qiao!"
Wen Wenyu nodded and left.
I flipped through my phone, and it was quiet today. It's rare to be idle, and I went to bed early. I just lay down but couldn't sleep a little, and my mind kept flashing back to the scene of the first time I saw Ming Yichen. The scenes were like playing a movie, and the tears of anger kept flowing again.
The dazed Xu was tired of crying, and dreamed that Ming Yichen was back. And he took their sons, saying that he was going to find them. I shouted desperately, here I am. But as if they couldn't see it, they passed by them. I watched Ming Yichen and his son go farther and farther away, and finally disappeared, crying almost out of breath.
Suddenly, the phone rang, I wiped my tears, touched my stomach, fortunately my son was still there, it was just a dream. I looked at my mother's phone and sat up and picked up the phone.
"An An, what's the matter with you? Can that Ming Yichen wake up? Although your father and I promised to let you have a baby for him, we didn't promise to let you marry a vegetative person! Did you hear me? Ann! My mother was in a hurry, and the other end of the phone said eagerly, like a cannon, hitting my heart one by one.
"You're talking! You kid, don't you hear me? β
"Mom. I know. β
I hung up the phone, feeling a little confused. I can do it with others, but I can't with my own parents. But how to explain this matter to them so that they can accept it, I haven't figured it out yet.
From the beginning, they were not optimistic about me and Ming Yichen, and now although they have children, Ming Yichen is still unconscious, and they don't agree to marry him.
I was holding my phone and I was distracted, and the warmth came.
"Mr. Qiao, what's wrong with you? Where is it uncomfortable? Why is your face so bad? β
Wen Wenyu hurriedly asked as soon as he came in, and I reluctantly shook my head and asked, "Are there any major new articles today?" β
Wen Wenyu took the tablet and handed it to me and said, "At 2:00 this afternoon, Shentian Qin is going to hold a press conference in the company. It was officially announced that it would take over all the affairs of the company, and it was said that all the shareholders went back to join the party. β
"Oh, it looks like they've had a hard time. Let's open it, everyone is not stupid, anyone can come to a press conference. It's up to him to do things in the future, after all, those ancient ones are better than the other. None of them are easy to fool, now it's just riding a donkey to look at the ledger and wait and see. β
I'm not optimistic about Stygian Qin, so I don't take him to heart at all. is a well-known playboy, and I'm afraid there's nothing to do with it except for pickling girls.
Seeing that I didn't seem to be very interested, Wen Wenyu took the tablet and clicked a few times, refreshing the front pages of today's major news. I don't know whether I should cry or laugh at a glance, but I actually made headlines, which is also a long time to see! originally expected that it would be the last gossip news, so I copied it casually, but I didn't expect these reporters to be so powerful. Directly sent himself to the front page of major news, with super large pictures for enjoyment, it is simply a picture and the truth.
The title is even more spicy to the eye, and all kinds of eye-catching. What "fiancΓ© turned vegetative, strong mother wants to dribble the ball into the goal." "What" well-known strong woman, don't drive out the miserable life "I didn't forget to post a photo of myself crying last night with pear blossoms with rain, I looked at this photo and it was pretty good.
Of course, there are all kinds of smears, "The pheasant wants to become a phoenix, and would rather marry a vegetative person." There are also "unmarried pregnancies, the man refuses to marry, suspecting that the child is..."
Anyway, all kinds of news are already flying all over the sky, but sympathy for yourself is still in the majority. Now that I think about it, it's no wonder that my mother called me angrily early in the morning. After all, I am used to reading these news, and I will not take it to heart if I am noncommittal or not. How can the two old men stand this, not to mention that they still have their own photos, it is estimated that the neighbors are also talking about their own affairs, how can they not be angry.
I watched the news and was fascinated, but Wen Wen Yu was beside me but looked at me.
"What's wrong?" I lazily handed her the tablet, looked at her and asked.
She smiled a little embarrassedly, "Mr. Qiao, do you want to suppress these negative news?" Asked cautiously.
"No, it's too deliberate and unreal. That's fine, just to find out where the root of these unfavorable statements lies. We also need to know who our opponent is, so that we don't have to fight if someone else makes a move. β
I leaned back on the couch, barely bracing myself to talk to her. That dream last night was so real that I still have a sense of fluttering.
"Understood, I'll go right away. It's just Mr. Qiao, why is your face so bad? Do you want to go to the hospital to see it, after all, nothing is important now. "It is not difficult to see that Wen Wenyu genuinely cares about me.
"It's okay, I didn't sleep well last night. I'm sleeping, and I'm calling you again. I smiled reluctantly, on the couch. Wen Wenyu helped me cover a blanket, I knew it, and gradually I began to get confused. Maybe it's because my belly is getting bigger and bigger, and I can't sleep well all the time. Every time I nest on the sofa, I can barely rest for a while, and Wen Wenyu makes a phone call on the balcony. There are some things that she doesn't need to come forward in person at all, and someone will always help to do it after explaining.
I was crooked for a moment, and she woke me up. I always feel like I've only slept for a while, but it's already noon. Wen Wenyu has cooked well, and I woke up for lunch. She has good craftsmanship and I love her soup.
Just slept for a while and is in good spirits now. I drank two bowls of soup, but I couldn't eat.
Wen Wenyu smiled and said, "Mr. Qiao, why are you eating less when you are pregnant?" β
I could only barely smile at what else could I answer. Since Ming Yichen was unconscious, he couldn't eat all day, and now he just thinks about the child and barely eats some.
"That's right, Xinyu. I have one more thing that you need to do personally. I leaned back in my chair and touched my stomach.
Wen Wenyu seemed to be used to it, nodded and said, "You say." β
"You go to my hometown and help me pick up my parents. Don't let unnecessary people know, just get here. I said, getting up and walking around the living room.
"Okay, Mr. Qiao."
I've heard Wen Wen Yu say this sentence the most, but this time I also heard a different voice.
"But Mr. Qiao, are you still going to the hospital today?"
Wen Wenyu still maintains the habitual sense of distance.
"Go. You can arrange for someone who is more reliable to pick me up downstairs on time. β
"But..."Wen Wenyu wanted to say something, but I didn't want to listen to it.
I knew she was worried about me, but I felt more relieved that she was going to pick up my parents. And I'm not long away from having a baby, and I don't have to be accompanied by my parents. Otherwise, I don't feel at ease myself, not to mention that I don't think even the Hades want something to happen to me now.
Warmth can't help me, so I won't say much. After cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks, the kitchen, and set off. If it's fast, my parents will be there tomorrow afternoon.
After all, Wen Wenyu is not there, and it is inconvenient for me to go to the hospital too late, otherwise I will come back even later to avoid unnecessary trouble.
I squinted on the couch for a while and the driver arrived.
When I arrived at the hospital, the driver left and said that he would come and pick me up in three hours.
Shen Yichen is still no different from usual, and I am no different from usual, but our children are getting older day by day. Now I'm fetching water by myself, and it's a little difficult to wipe his body. I tossed for a long time, and I don't know if I tossed him or he tossed me. By the time I got dressed him, I was exhausted and out of breath.
The door was pushed open, and a group of people in white coats entered. There are only two people I know, one is the doctor in charge of Shen Yichen, and the other is the director of this hospital.
"Hello Mr. Qiao!"
The dean was a little old man of about fifty or sixty years old, and unlike most doctors, his hair was thick. It was not like most doctors in the hospital, and it began to tilt as soon as he reached his forties. And all the deans are almost the same.,A face of amiability.,Kindness makes people want to trust.γ
"Hello, Dean."
I politely held out my hand and shook it. Then the attending doctor crackled and said a lot of medical terms, and I stood next to him and laughed with it, but I couldn't understand a word. I have an idea in my heart, shouldn't it be my money that I want to fool again!
When Ming Yichen was hospitalized, he became a "vegetative foundation" in this hospital specifically for him. For such a long time, Shen Yichen showed no signs of waking up. From himself, there is no less money to fool the past. So I have some reflexes now, and I always feel that as soon as the dean shows up, and then sends an attending doctor to flicker the professional terms, I have to pay obediently without negotiating.
I secretly calculated in my heart that although my small treasury was enough to spend two lifetimes. But it's hard to say if it's enough to be fooled by this dean!