After an unexpected pregnancy: Mr. Bo is so sweet

When An Qian went downstairs for dinner, the servants were already coming in and out of the kitchen, serving dishes and soup.

Everyone greeted her.

"Good evening, young mistress."

"Eldest Young Mistress~"

An Qian silently took her usual seat and said with a smile, "Good evening, everyone."

She received a call from her grandma, saying she would be home soon.

Sure enough, within a few minutes, there was movement at the gate.

"Grandma—" She turned her eyes and frowned slightly.

Miss Fu, who hadn't seen her for a long time, followed the old lady over.

Fu Qing looked at her and said calmly, "Long time no see, good evening."

An Qian nodded, eyes distant: "Hello."

The old lady smiled and said: "You young people have something to say, let's play together after dinner."

An Qian asked without answering, "Grandma, how is your friend's grandson?"

"Okay, okay, it's not a big problem."

An Qian also breathed a sigh of relief, "That's good."

An Qian didn't enjoy the meal very well, not because of Fu Qing, she could ignore her existence, she just wasn't used to the empty seat beside her.

She just checked her phone, and Xiang Cheng hasn't replied to her yet.

She planned to make a phone call after dinner to ask what she was up to!

After a meal, the old lady served her soup and rice, asking non-stop, amiable and amiable, how could she look half majestic?

The more Fu Qing looked at it, the more he felt uncomfortable.

She knew very well that the reason why the old lady was so kind to An Qian was because of the child in her womb, she would treat anyone the same.

Just a little bit, she thought.

But just like that, An Qian cut off the Hu.

Whoever it is, will feel uncomfortable.

The most ridiculous thing is that Xiang Cheng had a car accident this time to buy flowers for her. If he didn't buy flowers, how could he meet such a crazy pregnant woman?

And she is still eating delicious and spicy food at home.

Xiang Chengke was still suffering in the hospital.

It is said that the bouquet was smashed.

After a few mouthfuls, she got up to say goodbye and leave.

She couldn't see An Qian's happy appearance, like a fool who knew nothing, and everyone had to face her with a smile under heavy emotions.

Why?

She is so delicate?

An Qian put down the bowl, went back to the room, and took out her mobile phone to make a call with Bo Xiangcheng, but just as she took it out, she received a text message from a stranger: [Bo'an Hospital, this delicate young lady, your food is delicious, Can someone really feel at ease because you are still unconscious?]

An Qian froze.

Looking at this text message, I was stunned for a few seconds, opened my eyes wide, and quickly replied to the text message: "Which ward!"

[find yourself]

An took a short breath, her eyes reddened.

She hurriedly turned around and walked towards the door, but she thought of something, went back to put on thick clothes, and called Zhang Wang with shaking hands, "Are you at the gate?"

"Yes, Miss An Qian, where are you?"

"I'll come out right away, you drive to the back door to pick me up."

An Qian walked out through the back door while her grandma was not in the living room. She was so anxious that she would get angry, but the cold wind was not worth fearing.

"Hurry up, go to Bo'an Hospital."

Zhang Wang hurriedly drove, "Sister An Qian, what's wrong?"

An Qian stared at him: "Do you really not know or are you pretending not to know? Which side are you on?"

Zhang Wang said without hesitation: "Of course I'm on the side of the young master!"

……

An Qian sniffed and was pissed off.

"Okay, as you said, you will be the driver of the young master from now on, and I won't let you take me with you."

Zhang Wang pouted, "Sister An Qian, everyone has their own difficulties."

"Shut up, I don't want to listen to you now."

An Qian sulked alone.

She thought of Bao Xiangcheng again, her eyes were sour, and she burst into tears.

Zhang Wang was startled: "Sister An Qian, I'm on your side now!"

An Qian ignored him and continued to cry.

"That, that, Sister An Qian, do you know why Nancheng Hospital changed its name to Bo'an Hospital?" Zhang Wang said anxiously: "Ha! Ha! It was changed by the young master! The young master cares about you so much, this is the joint name of your surnames oh!"

As a result, An Qian's tears fell even more fiercely.

Zhang Wang was stunned.

"I'll take you!!!"

An Qian sniffed: "Don't tell me earlier."

Zhang Wang seemed to be getting older, "Wipe your tears, the eldest young master will lose his job if he sees me, please help me intercede for me then."

then.

Bo'an Hospital.

Zhang Wang and An Qian went up to the third floor.

An Qian was walking in the corridor with her belly outstretched, and she couldn't help but want to cry. She couldn't stabilize her mood at all, as if she was made of water.

Everyone hides from her.

He also kept it from her.

Even he kept it from her.

Ward 688.

There are four men in suits standing on the left and right sides, guarding the door. Even the doctors and nurses have to take off their masks to correspond with the bodyguards' profile photos before they can pass.

However, when An Qian walked over with red eyes and belly puffed out, and stared at them silently for less than two seconds, they hurriedly opened the door without saying a word.

An Qian walked in directly.

Before Zhang Wang could go any further, the door was closed, and the eight men stared at him kindly.

Zhang Wang refused to accept: "What kind of look is this? I also work for the young master, and I didn't even think about going in."

He said a few words, but the expressionless bodyguards ignored him.

In the ward.

As soon as An Qian entered, she saw Meng Heng and Lu Qi talking about something. Meng Heng accidentally turned his eyes to see her and was startled, "Why is sister-in-law here?"

Lu Qi smiled: "Good evening, sister-in-law."

An Qian ignored them, sniffed, and looked straight at the man lying on the hospital bed. The man was pale, but his black eyes were opened, and he was frowning at her.

He said displeased in a low voice, "Who told you to come? No, who told you?"

An Qian walked over silently, looked at the gauze on his head, and then moved his gaze down to his leg, where a plaster cast was applied.

She said nothing, and began to cry again.

"..." Bo Xiangcheng's body froze, a trace of bewilderment flashed across his face, he tried to clarify the facts, and pretended to be calm: "I'm fine."

An Qian lowered her eyes, sniffed, and said nothing.

Bo Xiangcheng's heart suddenly became soft and aching, he stretched out his hand to take her hand, and held it, "Be good, Aqian, I'm fine."

When you cry, it hurts more than me being hurt.

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(Good night, thank you for the gift, thank you for your encouragement, come on!!)