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

Even if he didn't know Sheng Yaohua's personality well, Bo Sicheng believed what Sheng Mingzhu said unconditionally.

"Earl Boli, there are some things I cannot tell you, but I also hope you can believe that Mingzhu is not someone who would play such indiscriminate tricks. In front of so many guests, we have never played any tricks frankly. No guilt whatsoever."

When Bao Sicheng got to this point, Earl Boli became shaken when he heard it.

The matter had to be calmed down no matter what, after all there were so many guests watching, it was impossible for him to let Sheng Yaohua play tricks and ask Sheng Mingzhu to give an explanation.

"I see," Earl Boli's attitude softened a little, looking at Sheng Yaohua who was leaning in his arms with an aggrieved face and said, "I won't pursue this matter anymore, it's just to give Boss a face. "

Sheng Yaohua didn't expect that the earl would listen to Yu Sheng Mingzhu and the others, and when he said that he would not pursue it anymore, the arm that was scratched just now felt even more painful.

"But the Count."

She was so eager to open her mouth to say something, but was immediately stopped by the other party.

"The marble tiles in the hall are a bit slippery. I'll ask the servants to tidy up the place. Be careful not to slip again. The family doctor will come to help you clean the wound soon."

Earl Boli attributed the reason for her fall to the fact that the floor tiles were too slippery. Sheng Yaohua stared at her in a daze, unable to react.

Even though the count loves his own woman, after all, he is a businessman who has worked hard in the business world for several years, and his mark has been branded in his bones, and he values ​​interests more than anything else.

Even if Sheng Yaohua was still a little reluctant, this matter could only be calmed down like this.

She looked at Sheng Mingzhu who looked indifferent as if nothing had happened, and the hatred in her heart became more intense.

Originally, he wanted to take this opportunity to give her some face as a countess, but he didn't expect that not only did he not embarrass Sheng Mingzhu, but he left a bloodstain on his hand.

Sheng Yaohua bit her lip so hard, left the banquet hall with the help of the servants, and returned to her room, but the more she thought about it, the more she felt aggrieved.

She didn't dare to send the annoyance in her heart to the earl, so she could only grab the silk scarf on the dressing table angrily, and tore it in half.

But Sheng Mingzhu, who was still enjoying desserts at the banquet, didn't pay attention to the eyes of others, as if she was out of it.

Thinking of what happened just now, Bao Sicheng felt a little uneasy. As long as they stayed in this villa, as long as they were still under Earl Boli's control, there was no guarantee that any accident would happen.

He subconsciously stood beside the other party, wanting to protect Sheng Mingzhu carefully, but he always felt that there were uneasy factors everywhere around him, so he couldn't become calm no matter what.

"What's the matter with you?" Sheng Mingzhu looked at his frowning expression, and passed the cake in his hand with some amusement, "It's not like you were invited to the party with me, it's more like I brought it bodyguard."

Bao Sicheng sighed helplessly, but still reached out to take the cake handed over by the other party and said, "When I think of Sheng Yaohua's appearance, I feel worried, afraid that she will do something to hurt you again."

Sheng Yaohua's behavior can no longer be speculated by normal people's thinking. She seems to have a neurological problem, and her madness is beyond ordinary people's imagination.

"If she comes up with some vicious tricks to deal with you, I don't know what will happen. I'm afraid you will be tricked by her."

"Don't worry," Sheng Mingzhu patted his face lightly, showing a slight smile on the corner of her mouth, "I'm not so easy to be tricked by her, besides, I'm also wary of her, nothing else. For our baby."

She said that she took Bao Sicheng's hand and put it on her stomach, and smiled softly as if to comfort her: "Just put your heart in your stomach."

Bao Sicheng looked at Sheng Mingzhu's swollen belly with tender eyes, feeling the rhythm of the baby's heart beating, being conveyed through the palm of his hand.

The existence of this little life gave him an inexplicable sense of security, and also made him feel the beauty of the future.

Bao Sicheng and Sheng Mingzhu were still immersed in the joy of becoming fathers and mothers soon, while Sheng Yaohua, who was sitting in his room on the other end, looked at his face in the vanity mirror, but gritted his teeth and made a secret decision.

She originally thought that Earl Boli took her very seriously, and the other party was too busy to ask someone to prepare for anything he wanted.

However, after experiencing this incident, Sheng Yaohua suddenly recognized her position in the other party's heart.

The jewelry and antique ornaments she wants on weekdays are nothing more than a trivial matter to Earl Boli, so as long as she asks for it, the other party will satisfy her wish.

But once her request involved the interests of the company, Earl Boli would choose to wrong her and take the overall situation into consideration, turning things over like today and not holding the other party accountable.

Although his presence in the Earl's heart was important, his company and those interests were never more important.

How could Sheng Yaohua be willing to become a canary in a cage like this, and be dismissed casually by those gold, silver and jewelry.

What she wanted was power and status, and what she wanted was the courage of the Countess who could trample Sheng Mingzhu under her feet.

Since she can no longer make the earl turn against others for her on her own, she needs a more powerful existence to support her willful behavior.

Sheng Yaohua immediately made a decision and called the hospital she often went to, and made an appointment for tomorrow.

Now that she has become a countess, her status has become very different from before, and it is easy to jump in line to make an appointment.

She couldn't wait for three days or five days, so she quickly put on a disguise and covered her face with sunglasses.

The next morning, I went to the hospital by car. I found Dr. Chen, the most authoritative doctor in the hospital, and urgently asked for a large ovulation injection.

As soon as Sheng Yaohua's words came out of her mouth, Dr. Chen was obviously taken aback by her thoughts.

He stretched out his hand to help his glasses, hesitantly glanced at the expression on the other person's face, it didn't look like he was joking, and he felt even more worried.

"Miss Sheng, you should be very clear about your own situation. Your body is no longer suitable for pregnancy."