Quick Wear: Everyone dislikes you, but you are always coveted by the boss

Jiang Mosui slowly raised his head, his bloodshot eyes filled with hostility and madness.

He controlled his breathing, straightened his back little by little, turned around without hesitation, and strode towards Song Ya's ward.

It's not far from the emergency room, just around the corner.

Jiang Mosui rushed forward with a tense breath, and did not stop even when he noticed the sudden increase in the number of bodyguards outside the ward door.

"Bang!" He kicked the door open.

However, when he saw Jiang Si sitting by the window, his rage was like a bucket of cold water poured over him, and it instantly subsided.

Jiang Mosui almost subconsciously tensed his back, stood at attention and bowed his head, saying, "Father."

Jiang Si opened his eyes and looked at him. His dark eyes were as indifferent as ever, and even his voice was a little scattered.

"Ah."

Jiang Mosui's breath hitched, and he looked up at Jiang Si nervously.

He is in a bad mood.

No, it's pretty bad.

Was it because Song Yanshu said something exaggerated in front of him?

When Jiang Mosui thought of this possibility, his pupils shrank in fear.

But before he could say anything, Song Yanshu on the side smiled and interrupted him.

"Mr. Jiang, you have also seen that it is not that our Song family is fussy, it's just that..."

Song Yanshu's smile was cold, "Mr. Jiang's current behavior is really too much. After all, our Yaya is pregnant with his child."

"Besides, he has been pestering my girlfriend again and again, and even abandoned his wife and children to become a mistress. Tsk, the Jiang family's reputation is almost trampled on the ground by him."

When Jiang Mosui heard this, his eyes almost burst into tears.

"Song Yanshu, what the hell are you talking about?! When did Xixi become your girlfriend..."

Jiang Si, who was already in a very bad mood, became even more impatient with the sudden rise in voice. He frowned slightly and chuckled.

"Jiang Mosui."

In an instant, Jiang Mosui stopped abruptly as if his voice was cut off. Even though he was so angry that his face turned red and his neck became thick, he gritted his teeth and stopped.

In the Jiang family, no one can disobey Jiang Si.

This was even more true for Jiang Mosui. Compared to the fear that others had, he felt a deeper respect for Jiang Si.

Even though Jiang Si was only ten years older than him, his calling him "father" was ridiculous and funny in the eyes of some people.

Jiang Mosui also thought so when he was young, but in the past ten years, he witnessed with his own eyes that this man pushed the Jiang family to an unprecedented height with his iron-blooded style.

There is no doubt that Jiang Si is a genius madman.

He was restrained, elegant, and mature. He never made a mistake and never broke any of the rules he set.

Such an existence is the heroic idol that a young boy like Jiang Mosui aspires to most.

So he didn't want Jiang Si to be disappointed in him.

"Father, I will handle this matter." Jiang Mosui tried his best to suppress all his emotions, and even his tone was subconsciously imitating Jiang Si's usual appearance.

Jiang Si glanced at him, then turned his gaze to Song Ya.

"How many weeks pregnant are you now?"

Song Ya's scalp tightened when she was looked at by that cold gaze. She even breathed carefully and replied in a low voice: "...a little more than five weeks."

"Then we'll do a paternity test in seven weeks. If the child is Jiang Mo's, the wedding date will remain unchanged."

"Father!"

Jiang Mosui's expression changed drastically, and he subconsciously wanted to refute, but he suddenly met Jiang Si's eyes, and all the words were stuck in his throat in an instant.

Seeing this, Song Yanshu's smile became more contemptuous.

You're just a cowardly dog, and you dare to think of stealing his treasure?

How funny!

Song Yanshu's expression became more elegant and friendly, "Then let's do as Mr. Jiang says."

Jiang Si nodded, and had no intention of continuing to watch his adopted son's love-hate entanglement.

I came here at Song Yanshu's request, and it was only because I was so upset when I woke up in the morning and didn't see her that I thought I'd take the opportunity to go out for a walk, maybe I'd see some interesting things to share with her.

After all, in her opinion, I was probably the kind of man who was both old-fashioned and boring.

Jiang Si felt a little annoyed. He should have pestered her and talked to her more yesterday.

Ask her what name, color, taste, clothes she likes...

Jiang Si had a lot of things he wanted to know, no, he even wanted to know what she was thinking every minute and every second.

Unfortunately, she was too soft and sweet like a piece of cake. Just by hugging her, he could easily fall into a sweet dream.

Jiang Mosui couldn't help but curl up the corners of his lips. When he stood up and left Song Ya, he suddenly smelled a familiar peony scent.

It was very faint and disappeared in a flash.

Is it an illusion?

Jiang Si was a little hesitant, but he couldn't help but stop and turned his head to look at Song Ya.

"Do you use perfume?"

The latter's heart skipped a beat at this sudden question.

In the eyes of these youngsters, Jiang Si is a top boss who is out of their reach. Just a glance from him can scare them so much that their minds go blank.

At this moment, Song Ya grabbed the quilt and stammered, "No...no."

Jiang Si's eyes swept across Song Ya's face without any lingering glance. He responded casually and left the ward with his men.

On the way, he was a little absent-minded.

It's an illusion.

At the same time, Jiang Mosui, who stayed in the ward, almost bit his teeth to pieces.

"Song Yanshu! You are truly despicable and shameless to the extreme!"

The man who was being specifically scolded opened his eyelids and looked at him, the curve of his lips was extremely sarcastic.

"Is this what you call despicable and shameless? Ha, Jiang Shao, how naive you are."

Song Yanshu paced slowly, and when he was next to Jiang Mosui, he stopped, tilted his head and chuckled at him.

"You know what? Wild beasts will fight to the death for their mates, so -"

"You should be grateful to me for still being here with your hands and feet intact."

After saying this, without caring about the other party's reaction, Song Yanshu walked away like a winner.

However, as soon as he stepped out of the ward, the smile on his face disappeared completely, and the anxiety hidden in his eyes and brows completely emerged.

Just at this moment Qing Wan was also pushed out of the emergency room by the doctor. When Song Yanshu saw her, he strode over.

"Xixi..."

Qing Wan seemed to be frightened by him. She shrank back like a frightened little animal, her eyes red as she wished she could bury her head in the quilt.

so poor.

Song Yanshu's pupils dilated rapidly because of that secret excitement. He was like a dog that smelled meat and eagerly wanted to get close to Qing Wan.

Come over there.

Do something.

Kiss, lick, or touch to quench your thirst...