After an unexpected pregnancy: Mr. Bo is so sweet

When the phone rang, Bo Xiang Chengjun had a look of helplessness on his face, and he pressed the answer button, "Grandma."

"Haven't got off work yet? When will you make a video call? Yesterday you said you had a fever. Today I'll see what excuse you have!"

Bo Xiangcheng was most annoyed by his grandma's nagging, so he scratched his hair a little annoyedly, and nodded: "Okay, I see."

"Be nicer to Qianqian, don't bully her, you should change your dog temper, otherwise no woman can stand you." After saying such words unceremoniously, Mrs. Bo hung up the phone resolutely.

Bo Xiangcheng was amused, "That woman dares to learn from you."

When he got home, after he opened the door, he didn't expect the room to be completely dark. Since An Qian moved in, he kept the light on in the room every day when he came back. This was the first time he entered a dark room. For no reason, he thought of going to high school. When he came back every night, he paused, Bo Xiangcheng turned on the light, stood at the entrance and swept around the living room, it was quiet and empty.

In the past, this woman would sit on the sofa and watch TV. Although she watched some weird TV, the room was popular and lively.

He suddenly found that there was no trace of An Qian's existence in the living room. This woman never put her things in the living room, and the kitchen was also kept clean.

Bo Xiangcheng looked down at the watch on his wrist. At [-]:[-], he frowned. Where did this woman go? She still hasn't come back?Does she know she is pregnant now?

He immediately called An Qian.

A second later, the call is rejected.

?

Bo Xiangcheng raised his eyebrows, the door of the second bedroom on the right was suddenly opened, An Qian was wearing pink pajamas, looked at him, and asked expressionlessly: "Is there something wrong?"

Bo Xiangcheng paused, it turned out that she was at home.

"Why don't you turn on the lights at home?"

"I'm in my room, why turn on the light in the living room?" An Qian's eyes sparkled, and she couldn't bear it, and said: "Why, it's a crime for me not to turn on the light?"

Bo Xiangcheng paused, and Mo Tong stared at her for a moment, "What's wrong with you?"

"What can I do? It's okay, I'm going to sleep." An Qian gestured to close the door.

"I had a fever yesterday and you took care of me? Thank you." Bo Xiangcheng opened the master bedroom door, "I'm going to make a video call for grandma after I take a shower."

The moment he closed the door, An Qian also came out, "Then hurry up, I'm sleepy."

Bo Xiangcheng pursed his lips, was puzzled for a while, then untied his tie a little annoyed, did this woman take the wrong medicine?

baffling!

An Qian made sense in everything she said, but he just felt that she seemed to be in a bad mood, and her tone was not as calm as usual.

Because of the woman's urging, he took a shower faster than usual. After putting on his pajamas and buttoning the top button, he opened the bedroom door and walked out.

An Qian was sitting on the sofa in the living room, playing with her phone with her head down, without looking up at him.

Bo Xiangcheng frowned, walked over and sat down.

He turned on the video, and An Qian looked up at the phone. When she saw the old lady appearing on the phone with a calm expression, she smiled, "Grandma, good evening."

Bo Xiangcheng didn't look at his grandma, but involuntarily looked at An Qian who was smiling.

After hanging up the video call, before he had time to get up, the woman next to him had already stood up quickly, walked to the room without looking back, and then slammed the door shut.

Bo Xiangcheng frowned, what happened to this woman?

A woman's heart is on the bottom of the sea, he doesn't bother to think about it.

Regardless of her, they are not lovers, nor are they a serious couple, and they are just tenants living in the same house now, and they will give her a lot of money when the time comes.

Then went back to the room to sleep.

The next day, he didn't get up late. When he got dressed and opened the door, An Qian was cleaning up the dishes, and he had finished his breakfast at a glance.

She didn't even look at him, she just washed the dishes in the kitchen.

I didn't ask him if he ate or not as usual.

Bo Xiangcheng stood there for two seconds, then walked towards the door.

She had no reason to cook him breakfast.

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When I came back from get off work at night, the house was dark again.

He pursed his lips, turned on the light, went to the master bedroom to wash up, knocked on An Qian's door, walked to the sofa and sat down.

Soon, An Qian opened the door, walked over expressionlessly, and sat next to him.

After the video call with the old lady, An Qian quickly got up and went back to her room like yesterday.

In this way, three days passed.

Bo Xiangcheng opened the door again, and when he looked at the dark room, his eyes finally heaved, but he didn't say anything. The next day when he opened the door of the master bedroom, he saw An Qian's face was pale, covering his hands. Mouth ran past him and entered the bathroom, and there was the sound of uncomfortable vomiting.

Bo Xiangcheng frowned, and followed suit into the bathroom.

The skinny woman was kneeling by the toilet, spitting out water, and her forehead was already covered with cold sweat.

Pregnancy has never been easy. He couldn't do anything for her, so he stood behind her and patted her back stiffly. Unexpectedly, after the first pat, An Qian suddenly moved away, his face pale Glancing at him, "Don't touch me, vomit... you make me... vomit..."

An Qian was going to give him back what he said that night, but she couldn't say it because of vomiting, but her expression was not too bad.

Bo Xiangcheng's face darkened in an instant, and the emotions that had been accumulated for so many days burst out in an instant, "An Qian! Don't go too far! If you have something to say, tell me why your life is unsatisfactory. No one dares to throw face at me yet. "

"The nobleman forgets so much, young master, how dare he throw face at you?"

Bo Xiangcheng couldn't take it anymore and slammed the door and left.

Women are fucking troublesome.

I really don't know what those men who are circling around women are thinking, and they have changed one after another, and some are on several boats. God knows, he can't cope with the only one in his family.

If it's a man, it's better to fight with everyone if you don't accept it, and save some blood and sweat than this inexplicable and unreasonable attitude.

But An Qian was afraid that she would cry for a long time if she punched her.

He held back his anger, thinking who is as noble as her?With a cub, who can provoke her?

The acting secretary felt that the atmosphere in the president's office was particularly depressing today. Mr. Bo seemed to have taken dynamite, and everyone was not pleasing to the eye.

Whoever leaves the office is like a frost-beaten eggplant, withered.

Some female employees were scolded with red eyes.

Someone asked the acting secretary, "What's wrong with Mr. Bo, women scold him today? Didn't you turn a blind eye before?"

The acting secretary naturally knew that he was there at the time.

"She cut her skirt short, and Boss scolded her when she saw it."

The work clothes of the female employees are black suit jackets and black skirts that cover the hips, and the skirts reach the knees.

In order to show off their beautiful legs, some female employees also cut their skirts short because they were moved by the president.

"Mr. Bo even noticed this? It seems that he is really in a bad mood."

The acting secretary carefully placed the coffee on the table, ready to slip away when he was not prepared.

"Acting Secretary."

The deep voice is like the voice of a devil.

"Yes, Mr. Bo." The acting secretary stood up straight, crying inwardly.

"Once upon a time, there was a woman who suddenly ignored people and became eccentric. What happened?"

The Acting Secretary, who has been single for 26 years, cried. Why does Mr. Bo always ask him this century-old question?

He pursed his lips, "I don't know..."

But Bo Xiangcheng stared at him with deep black eyes, "Huh?"

The acting secretary immediately changed his words, "I should know that, every time my sister does this, it's because my brother-in-law has offended her."

Bo Xiangcheng paused, "Then how does your brother-in-law know what he did wrong?"

The acting secretary said anxiously: "He usually doesn't know, it's my sister who said it."

"Your sister will take the initiative to say it? When will she say it?"

The acting secretary's forehead began to sweat, "As long as my brother-in-law will listen to my sister, don't talk back, and buy flowers and gifts to coax me, my sister will just say it..."

As he was talking, he noticed that Mr. Bo's face became more and more cold.

The acting secretary felt a storm in his heart, no way no way... Boss had a fight with that Miss An?Don't you care?Want to coax now?