Chapter 91 Sickness
"Why?"
"My mother said that my father was taken away by a man called God in order to protect her and me. When I grew up to be 18 and was able to defeat him, my father came back." Anan told the uncle everything his mother said to him that night.
Lu Chengyi was speechless. Wasn't he living well here? Yet Ke'er cursed him to death.
"Really? Then you can grow up well." Lu Chengyi said, touching his little head.
"Anan, come and have dinner."
After hearing Huang Jiangjiang's voice, Anan tried to get down from the high chair with his short legs with some difficulty. Seeing him like this, Lu Chengyi quickly reached out and picked him up from the chair.
Standing on the ground, Anan thanked him and then ran to find Huang Jiangjiang. His little book and sketchbook were still there, and it looked like he would continue sitting here for a while.
Looking at Anan, who was happily eating with his legs swinging in a child's chair not far away, Lu Chengyi smiled. He stood up, stretched, and walked out of the coffee shop.
He needs to go back and sort out everything so that he can concentrate on pursuing his wife.
After returning, he hurriedly made an appointment with Song Tingxuan.
Song Tingxuan felt helpless when he saw him. He looked at him and asked, "What brings you here at this time?"
"Why didn't you tell me directly yesterday that you saw Ke'er?" Lu Chengyi remembered that he didn't tell him directly that day, and now he came to accuse him.
Song Tingxuan was flipping through the documents and was reluctant to answer his question, but Lu Chengyi interrupted him.
"Tell me quickly why." Lu Chengyi grabbed his working hand and asked seriously.
Song Tingxuan couldn't work and looked up at him for a long time before saying, "I'm afraid you'll be like before and not know how to cherish me."
"She didn't run away this time. If you have the ability, chase her back."
Song Tingxuan treated Yang Ke like a friend, because this girl was once very innocent, so innocent that Song Tingxuan wanted to dye her hair black.
"You really don't believe me?" Lu Chengyi lowered his head sadly.
Song Tingxuan raised his eyebrows and looked at him and said, "Believe you?"
"It's impossible to believe."
Lu Chengyi was too lazy to talk to him about this, he excitedly said to Song Tingxuan: "I...I'm going to be a father."
This time Song Tingxuan looked at him in confusion, wondering if this man had been kicked in the head by a donkey.
"You are...a father?" Song Tingxuan thought it was ridiculous. "You are looking for another woman again?"
Lu Chengyi was too lazy to waste time talking to him, so he showed him the photos he had secretly taken, "This is Ke'er's son, he's three and a half years old."
"Isn't he cute?" Lu Chengyi said with great pride, "My and Ke'er's son, the fruit of our love."
This picture was secretly taken by Lu Chengyi when Anan was drawing seriously. Anan was drawing a small figure seriously.
Looking from the side, he really looks like Lu Chengyi when he was a child, and you can tell at first glance that he is his son.
"Really... becoming a father?" Song Tingxuan asked uncertainly.
Lu Chengyi snorted complacently, "Of course."
"My son is so cute and well behaved. He didn't cry or make any noise the whole morning."
After hearing what he said, Song Tingxuan began to think that his daughter would be like this in the future.
"Yeah, very good."
After greeting Song Tingxuan, Lu Chengyi returned to his company. He handled the company's affairs as quickly as possible, and handed over those that he could not handle to his secretary.
Just to make some time to look for Yang Ke.
The secretary looked at Lu Chengyi who was busy running around and howled in his heart: The boss has almost finished dealing with today's work, why is he starting to deal with tomorrow's as well!
Also, why are some things left to him to do!
"Boss, do you have something important to do?" the secretary asked cautiously.
Lu Chengyi looked at him happily and said, "Yes, I have something important to do in a few days. I will trouble you with the company's affairs from now on."
After getting the answer, the secretary wailed in her heart: Ahh ...
He thought of another important point: Is there overtime pay? Is there any subsidy? Can I get double the salary?
But the boss didn't say anything, and the secretary just felt that his world was extremely dark.
"Don't worry, you will be paid double wages, and you will be paid overtime if you work overtime," said Lu Chengyi.
As soon as these words came out, the secretary's face instantly brightened up like a flower.
“It’s the boss!”
When Song Tingxuan got home from get off work in the evening, as soon as he entered the door, he noticed that everyone inside had a serious expression, as if something big had happened.
Song Tingxuan looked at the housekeeper and asked gloomily, "What happened?"
The butler looked at Song Tingxuan, who was gloomy and about to lose his temper. This time he did not say it directly, but hesitated and did not know how to start.
Seeing him like this, Song Tingxuan's face became even colder.
"Uncle Li, what I hate most is people hesitating and unable to answer questions." Song Tingxuan frowned, and looked at the butler with his eagle-like eyes.
The housekeeper looked at him and couldn't bear the pressure and said, "Madam, she is sick."
As soon as he said this, Song Tingxuan stuffed the briefcase into the butler's arms and ran upstairs.
On the bed in the room, Gu Fei was seen lying under a quilt, with an IV drip already in his veins.
When the family doctor saw Song Tingxuan, he said, "Mr. Song, your wife has caught a cold and has a fever."
"My wife is pregnant now. I'll just give her an IV and some fever-reducing medicine."
Hearing the doctor say this, my heart slowly settled down. As long as everything is fine, I'm glad.
He sat on the edge of the bed, looking at the sleeping Gu Fei, with a look of remorse on his face.
I should have stopped her from walking on the beach in her slippers yesterday. It's autumn and the weather is getting colder. She is pregnant and weak, so she can easily catch a cold.
It's all his fault that he didn't think of this.
Song Tingxuan stroked Gu Fei's haggard cheek, over and over again.
Gu Fei, who had trouble sleeping due to illness, was awakened by his action. She glanced at Song Tingxuan, who looked at her with a self-blaming expression. Seeing that she was awake, he quickly asked, "Are you feeling uncomfortable? Are you thirsty?"
"I'm a little hungry." Gu Fei said, touching his bulging belly.
The family doctor next to him heard what Gu Fei said and said, "Eat something light at this time. Don't eat anything spicy or fragrant."
"I understand." Song Tingxuan touched her head and said, "Lie down first, I'll have someone cook for you."
He stood up and left. After leaving the room, he looked at the maid standing outside and asked indifferently, "Why didn't anyone tell me that the lady was sick?"
"It was Madam's request. She said she didn't want to disturb you from work," said the maid.
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