After an unexpected pregnancy: Mr. Bo is so sweet

At [-]:[-] in the afternoon, Bo Xiangcheng got off work.

Next to the front desk on the first floor, a chubby woman was drinking a cup of milk tea. He had a pretty good memory. Is this the wife of an employee who left early?

It was the one who he hated the two kissing and hugging crookedly at the beginning, but was given a bouquet of roses by his subordinates, so he hugged him and kissed him fiercely.

He used to be afraid that An Qian would treat him like this.

Now, he is somewhat envious of his subordinates.

"My husband doesn't work overtime today, and he leaves work at five o'clock. We have an appointment to go shopping, and I'll wait for him here. It's not that I miss him, but the baby in my stomach also misses it."

Bo Xiangcheng passed by, and he didn't show any expression when he heard this, but he thought of An Qian in his heart, An Qian's expressions were always reserved, not so enthusiastic, and intimate words were even rarer.

Sometimes, he faintly felt that An Qian seemed to have feelings for him, and sometimes, it was just the relationship between husband and wife.

She never caused trouble, and just wanted to live in peace and contentment. If they hadn't had that accident, if they were other men, as long as they didn't do too much, they would be able to get along well with her.

He is not unique.

He is not special.

Whenever he thinks like this, his heart will ache. He wants to see what An Qian is like when he likes him, and is he as clingy as other women?

As soon as he got in the car, Meng Heng called.

"Come to drink some wine tonight, and bring my girlfriend to meet you. People in the entertainment industry have been in the limelight recently."

Bo Xiangcheng: "No time."

"Why don't you have time? Didn't I ask her to meet your brothers?"

"Let's talk about the engagement wine." After driving for a while, he turned his head and glanced at the flower shop, then turned the steering wheel to buy a bunch of flowers for An Qian.

Coming out of the flower shop, he put the flowers on the passenger seat.

Meng Heng was still chattering, "Then when will you be free? You can ask my sister-in-law if she is a star chaser. What if she happens to be her idol? I can ask her to sign for them to meet for dinner."

Bo Xiangcheng put on his seat belt and mocked, "From your point of view, the woman you like can never be An Qian's idol."

"What? What's wrong with my vision? My vision is amazing!"

Bo Xiangcheng sneered and ignored him.The car drove smoothly on the road, and he couldn't help but relax a bit as he yelled at Meng Heng.

Suddenly, a woman with a round belly suddenly rushed over from the sidewalk. At that moment, he thought of the little guy in An Qian's belly, his pupils shrank slightly, and he turned around without thinking. The car behind him seemed to be quite frightened. Turning in his direction, when he hit the building, the rear of the car was also hit by the car behind. The front and rear collision made the whole car tremble violently, and he lost consciousness instantly.

After a short period of coma, he woke up again. He was pushed into the emergency room by a group of doctors and nurses. His brain was chaotic and the pain was numb.

But there is still a well-behaved woman waiting for him silently at home.

He raised his hand, "Listen."

Eight bodyguards in black looked at him nervously, "Master! What are your orders?!"

Bo Xiangcheng's face turned pale, and he said in a low voice, "...record a voice and send it to An Qian with my mobile phone later. Don't reveal anything about me."

The head of the bodyguard was called A Cheng, and hurriedly took out his mobile phone, "Everyone be quiet! Young master, tell me."

Bo Xiangcheng pursed his lips, frowned slightly, and opened his thin lips lightly. His voice was the same as usual: "...I will finish my work early. Be good at home, and you are not allowed to go shopping when I am not here."

I wanted to say something more, but my eyelids seemed to weigh a thousand catties.

He lost consciousness again.

-

An Qian finished knitting Guan Bao's little sweater at six o'clock. She looked at her phone, but Bo Xiangcheng didn't reply to her. She finished the last two sentences.

"Then you pay attention to safety. If you have something to do in the company, you should do it first. I don't want to go shopping during this period of time. I won't go by myself. Don't worry."

An hour later.

She asked again: "Have you arrived at the place now? Is the problem serious? But you have already gone, it should be serious. Look at me, talking nonsense again."

An Qian stared at the chat page, thought for a while, and didn't send any more messages, so as not to disturb him.

She felt that Bo Xiangcheng should be very busy, otherwise he would have replied to her long ago.

When time is free, he will reply.

After all, this person is very clingy to her now.

An Qian stood outside the floor-to-ceiling window, looking at the scenery of the back garden, her stomach suddenly moved, a look of tenderness flashed in her eyes, she touched her stomach, and said, "What's the matter? Is the baby missing Dad too?"

The baby in the stomach seemed to understand, and kicked it lightly again, An Qian couldn't help saying: "I'll be back soon, and I'll bring the baby back with something delicious."

After speaking, she blushed.

Kind of ashamed.

I heard this from my neighbor sister who was a mother when I was young, but her child is already three years old and can understand the words.

My baby can't understand anything.

But the baby still kicked her in the stomach as if asking and answering.

at the same time.

hospital.

The door of the emergency room was finally pushed open, the old lady was supported by Fu Qing, and greeted her, "Doctor Meng, how is Xiang Cheng?"

"Old madam." Meng Ran nodded slightly, "Mr. Bo is fine now, his left knee is broken, he has a moderate concussion, and he is comatose due to excessive blood loss. He will wake up in a short time, and he can be transferred to the general ward now." .”

The old lady nodded, "OK."

Immediately, Bo Xiangcheng was pushed out, with a white gauze tied on his forehead, his face was pale, his lips were very pale, and he was still asleep.

The old lady took a look and sighed deeply, Fu Qing hurriedly said: "Grandma, don't worry, Xiang Cheng is fine, you have waited for so long, go back and rest."

Meng Heng also persuaded: "Grandma, we are here."

Everyone entered the ward with the doctor.

Lu Qi said: "Sister-in-law and daughter-in-law are still at home, is grandma at ease?"

The old lady paused.

Fu Qing: "...Grandma, go back and rest. Xiang Cheng has us taking care of him. I won't go back tonight."

"No, Qingqing, you go back with me." The old lady said, "You are an unmarried girl, and it is still inconvenient for Xiang Cheng to be married now."

Fu Qing froze slightly, and reluctantly said: "Grandma, we have been friends for so many years, I don't care about my reputation or anything."

The old lady glanced at her: "You girl, you don't care, but my granddaughter-in-law does. It doesn't matter what happened to you when they were not married. Now that they are married, there is still a sense of proportion between men and women, even if they are brothers and sisters." .”

Fu Qing pulled her lips, "Yes...I'll go back with grandma."

She glanced back at Bao Xiangcheng, frowned, and a hint of distress flashed in her eyes.

"I'll accompany grandma back home. You guys will have some snacks. Let the idlers make it clear to the bodyguards that no one else will let him in. He wakes up and calls."

Meng Heng was not happy when he heard it.

"What's the matter, you are his relative and friend, don't I know this?"

The old lady smiled, "Qingqing is a girl, so she should be more careful."

Fu Qing lowered her eyes, and the corners of her lips curled up slightly.

Meng Heng snorted, "Just her? A girl, grandma, you don't know her. She's really a man."

Fu Qing's expression turned down in an instant, and he gave him a hard look. Due to the presence of the old lady, she refrained from stepping forward to beat him.

"Let's go, Qianqian is at home alone, I'm a little worried."

Fu Qing realized later and realized, "Grandma, what do you mean...Xiang Cheng moved back to the old house?"

"Yes, that brat took Qianqian to live in the kennel of his high school without telling me, so I took Qianqian back to the old house, and he followed here cheekily."

Fu Qing nodded and said nothing.

"Do you want to go to grandma's house?"

Fu Qing thought about it and nodded.

"I heard from them that Xiang Chengben should have walked straight back and turned a corner halfway to buy flowers for An Qian, so..."

"It doesn't matter whether I buy flowers or not. The pregnant woman didn't want to die and rushed out to drag my grandson into the back. He wanted more compensation. Heh...stupid without knowing it. He didn't understand the most basic traffic laws."

Fu Qing was silent for two seconds, then pulled his lips, "So that's how it is."