High-profile spoiled marriage: Mr. Bo can't

"Well, it's getting late, and I feel tired after a day of running around."

After thinking about it, Sheng Mingzhu always felt that this matter should not be rushed, otherwise she would only startle the snake, making Shen Xiaoxiao, who is sensitive and vigilant, notice something, and immediately find a way to get out.

She brushed the broken hair by her ears and said calmly: "You guys also wash and go to bed early, so you don't get tired."

After Sheng Mingzhu said so, Fat Brother couldn't stay any longer, so he packed up his things and left Bao Sicheng's apartment.

Shen Xiaoxiao was afraid that she would be suspected by the other party if she stayed in the living room, so she simply got up and went back to her room to close the door.

Sheng Mingzhu sat outside alone for a while, secretly thinking about what to do next.

Having found the target, what is needed now is to get rid of the target. She has already seen Shen Xiaoxiao's viciousness and inner distortion, and she also knows that the other party is not a person who can be easily suppressed.

If the matter is so troubled that there is no room for maneuver, Shen Xiaoxiao will most likely go all out and fight her to the death.

If it was in the past, Sheng Mingzhu might be able to face it needlessly, but now that she is pregnant with a child, it is impossible not to care about her body and the safety of her baby.

Aggressive means had to be leaned aside, so she could only confront Shen Xiaoxiao in a conservative and safe way.

Sheng Mingzhu became a little lost in thought. She sat on the sofa for two or three hours, and she didn't even notice that Bao Sicheng had returned.

"Why are you so preoccupied with thinking?" Bao Sicheng hugged her from behind, and gently hugged her into his arms and asked in a low voice, "Sitting in the living room is not afraid of catching cold."

God knows how much he wanted to come back to see if she was okay at the company today, but he was dragged down by heavy work and couldn't get out.

Although he had time to make a phone call to inquire about her well-being, but he couldn't see her with his own eyes, and he always felt a little uneasy in his heart.

"I wasn't thinking about anything, just random thoughts about what our kids would be like."

Sheng Mingzhu smiled faintly, reached out and clasped Bao Sicheng's fingers tightly, and leaned against his arms.

She always had an inexplicable feeling in her heart, as if something would happen to her, and she was extremely anxious.

"Of course our baby is the smartest and cutest, whether it's a boy or a girl, they are our darlings."

Bao Sicheng lowered his head and kissed her on the forehead, and took her into his arms so affectionately.

"Slick tongue," Sheng Mingzhu chuckled, and then said again, "Bo Sicheng, if I call you, must you answer it?"

She said this a bit without thinking, and even Bao Sicheng was startled: "What's wrong with saying such things suddenly."

However, Sheng Mingzhu just shook her head lightly, buried her face in his warm embrace and whispered: "It's nothing, I just wanted to say something."

She had a premonition in her heart, and this premonition was extremely strong.

Shen Xiaoxiao wanted to frame her time and time again, and put her in the mud, but she failed repeatedly and suffered in vain.

The other party is not the kind of person who can calm down. At this time, I am afraid that he is already too anxious to sleep or eat, and he is only willing to think about how to make her worse.

Sheng Mingzhu's prediction was not wrong, Shen Xiaoxiao did start to feel flustered.

She may have also vaguely sensed something from the other party's words, and even worried that Sheng Mingzhu had discovered her pretending to have amnesia.

I tried my best to set so many traps, but none of them put Sheng Mingzhu to death, but made her more attractive. How could Shen Xiaoxiao bear her depriving her of her identity and her identity? halo.

Staying at this home, she naturally knew that Bao Sicheng's grandfather lived in a nursing home, and also knew that the old man liked to be quiet, so whenever Bao Sicheng went to visit him in the nursing home, he would choose to turn off his phone.

The sanatorium is located on the outskirts of the city, the air is excellent and secluded, and the surrounding trees are lush and lush, which is the most suitable for meditation.

On the way to the sanatorium, you have to pass through a piece of sea, and drive all the way along the coast, looking at the distance is very interesting.

Shen Xiaoxiao found out all of this, and even checked out the routes one by one carefully, then secretly waited for the opportunity to give Sheng Mingzhu a final fatal blow.

Sheng Mingzhu vaguely sensed what she was planning, but felt that the other party was holding back and did not take any action.

Since the other party is waiting for an opportunity, she might as well take the initiative to feed the bait into Shen Xiaoxiao's mouth.

It was the weekend, and Sheng Mingzhu was lying on the sofa watching TV, drinking the juice that Bao Sicheng squeezed for her before going to work.

She tasted the freshly squeezed juice very leisurely, but her eyes were quietly observing Shen Xiaoxiao who was squatting by the coffee table and drawing.

The other party squatted at the table like a child, holding a red crayon and drawing clouds and houses on the paper.

"How come the clouds are red?" Sheng Mingzhu watched absently, put the juice to her mouth and said casually, "Has Xiaoxiao ever learned how to draw?"

"Clouds are red and the sky is yellow."

Seeing that she was paying attention to her every move, Shen Xiaoxiao simply pretended to be crazy, pouted her lips like a little girl and shouted: "I draw really well, it's my sister who doesn't know what to do."

"Yes, yes, it's because I don't know the goods."

Sheng Mingzhu casually put the glass back on the table, her brows furrowed suddenly and she stretched out her hand to hold down her stomach, and cried out in pain: "What's going on, why is my stomach hurting so much?"

Shen Xiaoxiao looked up at the woman on the sofa, her face was full of surprise but her heart was full of doubts, she hadn't poisoned the other person's drink yet, how could Sheng Mingzhu suddenly feel pain.

But when she saw Sheng Mingzhu's face turned pale from the pain, and cold sweat continued to ooze from her forehead, she really didn't seem to be faking it, so she hurriedly stood up and moved to the side and asked in concern, "Sister, sister, what's the matter with you?" !"

Sheng Mingzhu was in so much pain that she couldn't utter a whole sentence. She bit her lips and buried her head, and it took a long time to utter a few words: "Call me a car. I'm going to the hospital."

Shen Xiaoxiao, who hated her so much, had never seen such a painful expression of hers with her own eyes a few times.

Just thinking about the fact that Sheng Mingzhu performed an operation on Xu Mo because of supporting her body, and in the end she was not sent to the hospital because of overwork and almost caused a miscarriage. recover.

Shen Xiaoxiao secretly felt that it was an opportunity, and at the same time pretended to be flustered and took out her mobile phone from her bag and called a car.

The scheduled car arrived downstairs very quickly, and she hurriedly helped Sheng Mingzhu down the stairs who was in pain and sweating, and let him sit comfortably in the back seat, and the car drove all the way to the hospital.