After getting married, he became the favorite of the boss

Shen Yanhe hesitated for a few seconds, then walked towards him.

While putting on the clothes, Fu Yanhe closed his eyes and explained to her in a deep voice: "You haven't finished listening to what I said before."

"I asked you to abort the child for your sake and for his own good."

Shen Yanhe was silent and did not speak, but her throat felt a bit bitter.

Aborting the child, how could it be for the good of her and the child?

Fu Yanhe fastened the buttons nimbly with his long and slender hands, and stretched out his hand to pull her to the side of the bed to sit down, preventing her from running away before finishing her sentence. His eyes looking at her were very deep.

He considered it for a while, and said slowly: "When I had sex with you, the poison on my body hadn't been cured, and the poison was still at its strongest."

"And you happened to be pregnant after that time..."

Fu Yanhe didn't finish the following words, but Shen Yanhe understood what he wanted to express.

She also remembered that when she had a relationship with Fu Yanhe, he happened to be in a state of poison.

When she was pregnant with a child that time, the toxins would definitely affect the child to some extent.

Her red lips parted slightly, and she looked at him with moist and clear eyes: "So... you are afraid that the toxin will affect the child, so you want me to kill him?"

Fu Yanhe nodded silently.

He slowly sat up straight, stretched out his hand to pull Shen Yanhe into his arms, gently pressed his cheek against her, and said softly, "I have consulted the doctor."

"Doctors don't recommend staying."

Shen Yanhe's heart was slightly astringent, a little blocked and stuffy.

She opened her mouth, just about to say why he didn't tell her earlier, but when she thought that she hadn't finished listening, she ran out.

Unreasonably closed his mouth again.

Shen Yanhe's heart was stuffy and her mind was in a mess. For the first time, she took the initiative to lean into Fu Yanhe's arms.

She doesn't know how to choose.

Intellectually, she knew that Fu Yanhe's worry was right, the toxin would affect the child, and if the child born was crippled, it would be a kind of harm to him.

Emotionally, she thought of what the doctor said when she went for an examination.

The child is developing very well.

It made her feel lucky again.

What if... what if the baby was normal?

Shen Yanhe was tangled and in pain, and didn't know how to choose.

Fu Yanhe felt the change in her mood.

In the end, he couldn't bear her pain and entanglement. He lowered his eyes and gently kissed her on the top of her hair, and patted her on the back lightly.

"If you want to keep him, you can too."

His expression was calm, and his tone was extremely light: "I have money, and I can keep him safe for life."

"It's not that simple." Shen Yanhe's muffled voice came out, she took a light breath, and left Fu Yanhe's arms.

She looked at him, pursed her lips, and said apologetically, "I misunderstood you before, I'm sorry."

"As for the child." She lowered her eyes and put her hands on her flat belly: "Give me a few days, and I will figure it out."

"It doesn't matter how long you want." Fu Yanhe didn't want to push her too hard, "Stay in the villa to sleep tonight, I won't let anyone disturb you."

Shen Yanhe nodded.

She didn't stay with Fu Yanhe too long, and when Sanfang came in to help Fu Yanhe bathe, she had already returned to the room.

After she washed up and lay on the bed, it was already 11:30.

Shen Yanhe looked at the ceiling, blanked his head in a daze.

Suddenly there was a deafening thunder outside, followed by the sound of rain.

The sound of the rain was extremely hypnotic, Shen Yanhe listened to it, and unconsciously fell asleep.

When she was sleeping soundly, Fu Yanhe was in the room.

Fu Yanhe had just come out of the shower, and the room had been cleaned up by the servants.

The man put on a black pajamas, the skin on his exposed wrists was extremely white, and his slightly damp hair was loosely loose.

Sanfang stood beside him, holding a tablet in his hand: "Young master, the man who got together with the young lady today is Hang Mushan, the second youngest of the Hang family."

Fu Yanhe narrowed his eyes slightly, and tapped lightly on the armrest of the wheelchair with his pale and slender hands: "The Hang family..."

The Hang family is not a wealthy family in Haicheng, they mainly developed in Jingcheng, and their ancestors were engaged in black business.

It was also in recent years that the rumors became tighter, and it turned from black to white.

Shen Yanhe lived in the countryside of Haicheng since she was a child, and had no chance to contact the Hang family at all.

How did she know Hang Mushan?

It seems that his wife has a lot of secrets.

The three parties seemed to think of something, and continued to say: "Hang Mushan was sent abroad by his parents for further studies a few years ago, and he only returned to China a few days ago. By the way, young master, he and Yan Yi, the son of the Yan family, are still good friends."

Fu Yanhe's eyes were dim, and he said lightly: "Understood, you can go down and rest."

"By the way, give Wufang a sum of money to buy a new mobile phone."

Sanfang: "Okay, master."

After the three parties left the room.

Fu Yanhe sat in front of the French window without moving.

A flash of lightning suddenly flashed in the dark sky outside, accompanied by rumbling thunder.

He looked at the lightning in the sky, his eyes flickered, he drove the wheelchair, took a pillow on the bed, opened the door and left the room in a mysterious way.

-

Shen Yanhe, who was lying on the bed and sleeping soundly, was awakened by the unhurried knock on the door.

She opened her eyes, sat up half-supported, and stroked back the loose hair with one hand, revealing delicate eyebrows and eyes with a bit of dryness.

She glanced up at the clock on the wall, the pointer was pointing to 12:30 in the morning.

Who will knock on her door in the middle of the night?

Shen Yanhe got out of bed with a sullen face, strode towards the door, and opened it suddenly. Just when she was about to question, she saw Fu Yanhe sitting in a wheelchair and hugging a pillow.

The two looked at each other.

Seeing Shen Yanhe's sleepy appearance, Fu Yanhe felt a bit of regret in his heart.

He shouldn't have disturbed her sleep.

Shen Yanhe endured and endured, put her slender hand against the center of her eyebrows and rubbed gently, and asked helplessly, "He knocked on my door in the middle of the night... Is this what you said about not disturbing?"

"Sorry to bother you." Fu Yanhe lowered his eyes, his expression was calm, and his tone was very light: "I'm just, a little afraid of thunder."

"Can I sleep with you? If you don't mind, it doesn't matter if I sleep on the floor."

Shen Yanhe's drowsiness was overwhelmed by his words.

She looked at him incredulously: "Are you afraid of thunder?"

Fu Yanhe nodded with a very calm expression, and no one could see that he was afraid of thunder at all.

But after he said that, and he came to knock on her door, Shen Yanhe couldn't drive him away.

The two stalemate for a while, Shen Yanhe sighed lightly, and stepped aside: "Come in."

Fu Yanhe drove the wheelchair into the room.

"Go to bed." Shen Yanhe yawned and said sleepily.

Fu Yanhe got into bed, and the two lay side by side.

Shen Yanhe pulled the thin quilt over, covered her and Fu Yanhe, curled up beside him and closed his eyes, his voice was a little sleepy, and his eyes slowly closed: "Okay, sleep, I won't be afraid anymore."

Fu Yanhe silently hugged her curled body into his arms, sighed contentedly in his heart, and responded in a low voice.

He didn't bother her anymore, hugged her, closed his eyes, and fell into a deep sleep.

-

the next day.

When Shen Yanhe woke up from a full sleep, she subconsciously looked to her side.

The side was empty, and the bed was a bit cold. It seemed that Fu Yanhe had already woken up.

She breathed a sigh of relief, feeling a little inexplicably lost.

When Shen Yanhe packed up and went to the dining room to have breakfast, only Jiang Yun was there, and Fu Yanhe had already gone to the company.

Jiang Yun was holding a delicate and small bun, and she was a little surprised to see that she came by herself.

After all, she and Fu Yanhe both entered and exited together before.

Today she is the only one here.

Jiang Yun raised her eyebrows and asked her, "Did you quarrel with Yan He?"