After Mr. Xiang divorced, the president regretted it

"Xiang Yu," Yan Jin took a deep breath and finally made up his mind, "Let's... talk."

Before he could finish his words, he suddenly felt dizzy. Yan Jin's eyes went dark and his body fell to the side uncontrollably.

"Yan Jin!" Xiang Yu quickly supported her, but found that her face was pale and her palms were cold.

"What's wrong with you?" Xiang Yu asked anxiously, feeling an inexplicable panic in his heart.

"I..." Yan Jin opened his mouth, but his throat felt dry and he couldn't say anything.

"Don't talk, I'll take you to the hospital right away!" Xiang Yu didn't hesitate any longer, he just picked her up and walked out of the office quickly.

In the company, everyone looked at the president's flustered back and talked about it.

"What's wrong? Director Yan seems to be unwell."

"Look, the president is carrying Director Yan out. This is so sweet!"

"Something's wrong. Look at the president's expression. He seems very worried..."

In the hospital, Yan Jin was quickly sent to the emergency room. Xiang Yu paced back and forth in the corridor anxiously, his heart full of worry and self-blame.

"Why did I suddenly faint? Was it because I was too tired from working recently?" He kept asking himself, but could not find the answer.

After a long wait, the door of the emergency room finally opened and the doctor came out.

"Doctor, how is she?" Xiang Yu hurried forward, his tone anxious.

The doctor took off his mask, his expression was a little complicated, "Congratulations, Mr. Xiang, Miss Yan is pregnant, but..."

Xiang Yu was stunned. Pregnant? Yan Jin was pregnant? He hadn't had time to digest this sudden news before the doctor's next words were like a bucket of cold water poured over his head.

"However, whether the child can be saved depends on the next 48 hours."

Xiang Yu felt his head buzzing. He suddenly grabbed the doctor's arm and said in a trembling voice, "What did you say? Child..."

"Child...what's wrong with the child? Tell me quickly!" Xiang Yu's voice became hoarse due to his emotional excitement. He had never been so scared. He was afraid to hear any bad news from the doctor.

The doctor was shocked by the fear and helplessness in his eyes, so he softened his tone and explained, "Miss Yan's body is weak to begin with, and she has been under a lot of work pressure recently and hasn't gotten enough rest, so..."

"So what? Are you saying the child is in danger?" Xiang Yu's heart was in his throat. He wished so much that all this was just a nightmare.

The doctor nodded, his tone heavy: "Whether the child can be saved depends on the next 48 hours. During this period, you need to rest absolutely and not have any emotional fluctuations..."

Before the doctor finished speaking, Xiang Yu's cell phone suddenly rang. He glanced at the caller ID and saw that it was his mother calling.

"Hello, Mom..." He answered the phone, his voice exhausted.

"Xiao Yu, I heard from people in the company that Yan Jin fainted and was sent to the hospital. How is she? Is her condition serious?" Xiang's mother's anxious voice came from the other end of the line.

"Mom, don't worry, Yan Jin..." Xiang Yu paused, took a deep breath, and said slowly, "She is pregnant."

The other end of the phone suddenly fell silent. After a moment, Xiang's mother's ecstatic voice came: "Really? I'm going to be a grandmother? That's great! That's great! I'll go to the hospital with your father right away!"

In less than an hour, Xiang's parents rushed to the hospital. Seeing Yan Jin lying on the bed, Xiang's mother burst into tears instantly, holding her hand and saying distressedly: "Child, you have suffered."

Although Father Xiang didn't say anything, his concern was evident in his eyes. He patted Xiang Yu on the shoulder and said earnestly, "Take good care of Yan Jin. What does the doctor say?"

Xiang Yu told his parents the doctor's diagnosis. After hearing it, the joy on the faces of the two elderly people was gradually replaced by worry.

"The doctor said that whether the baby can be saved depends on the next 48 hours." Xiang Yu's voice was low and full of powerlessness.

"48 hours..." Xiang's mother murmured to herself, holding Yan Jin's hand even tighter, "Child, you must work hard, for the child, and for yourself..."

The next 48 hours seemed longer than 48 years to Xiang Yu. He stayed by Yan Jin's side, fearing that she would disappear in the blink of an eye.

It was late at night, and only a dim bedside lamp was left in the ward. Yan Jin had fallen asleep, his face was still pale, but his breathing was much more stable.

Xiang Yu sat by the bed, holding her hand gently, looking at her tenderly. This was the first time he observed her so carefully. There was a trace of fatigue between her eyebrows, but it could not hide her beauty and strength.

He thought of every detail of their three years of marriage, her devotion and tolerance towards him, her courage and decisiveness in the face of adversity, and his heart was filled with a warmth and emotion he had never felt before.

He suddenly realized that he had long been accustomed to her existence, accustomed to her care for him, and accustomed to every day with her.

"Yan Jin, thank you..." He murmured in a low voice, as if he was talking to her, or as if he was talking to himself.

Yan Jin seemed to feel his gaze, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and she slowly opened her eyes.

"Are you awake?" Xiang Yu quickly sat up straight and asked with concern.

"Hmm..." Yan Jin's voice was still a little weak, but she tried to force a smile, "What time is it?"

"It's already late, you should sleep a little longer." Xiang Yu said gently.

"No, I can't sleep." Yan Jin shook her head, looked at the dark night sky outside the window, and said softly, "Xiang Yu, what do you think our child will look like?"

Xiang Yu's heart trembled suddenly. He looked at her with tenderness and expectation in his eyes: "What do you want him/her to be like?"

"I hope he/she is healthy and happy. I hope he/she..." Yan Jin paused, turned to look at Xiang Yu, with happiness shining in her eyes, "as good as you."

Xiang Yu's heart was deeply touched by her words. He leaned over and gently kissed her forehead, his voice hoarse but firm: "Yes, our child will be healthy and happy, and will be as good as you hope..."

Outside the window, the night is deep, but inside the ward, it is full of hope and warmth.

However, the next morning, when Yan Jin woke up, she felt a strong sense of nausea. She pushed Xiang Yu away and rushed into the bathroom...

The first rays of sunlight in the morning shone through the gap in the curtains into the ward, casting a golden spot of light on the floor. Yan Jin slowly opened his eyes. The headache from the hangover had not completely subsided, and a strong feeling of nausea surged into his heart.

She pushed Xiang Yu, who was still holding her hand, away, stumbled into the bathroom, and vomited violently beside the toilet. Her stomach was churning, but she couldn't vomit anything, only the sour and bitter water kept irritating her throat.

Xiang Yu heard the noise and quickly got up and went to the bathroom door. Seeing Yan Jin in pain, he felt distressed. He patted her back gently and comforted her softly, "Are you feeling better? Do you want to call a doctor to come and take a look?"

Yan Jin shook her head weakly. She rinsed her mouth and looked at herself in the mirror. Her face was pale and bloodless, with tear marks in the corners of her eyes. She looked miserable.

"How could this happen..." She murmured to herself, her tone full of anxiety and fear.

Xiang Yu knew what she was worried about. He walked forward, held her in his arms, and said softly, "Don't be afraid. The doctor said this is a normal pregnancy reaction. Everyone's physique is different, and the reaction will also be different."

"But..." Yan Jin bit her lip, hesitating to speak.

"I know what you are worried about." Xiang Yu held her face in his hands, his eyes gentle but firm, "Don't worry, I will always be by your side and accompany you through this period of time."

In the next few days, Yan Jin's pregnancy reaction became more and more severe. She vomited everything she ate and couldn't even drink water. Her originally thin body became even thinner, her face was sallow and lifeless.

Her work was also seriously affected. She was unable to concentrate and often felt tired and nauseous. Many important meetings and decisions had to be postponed.

Seeing her increasingly haggard appearance, Yan Jin's heart was filled with anxiety and uneasiness. She didn't know how long this would last, nor did she know if she could hold on.

"This won't work..." Late at night, Yan Jin lay in bed, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep.

Xiang Yu had been by her side the whole time, and he felt very distressed when he saw her anxious look. He knew that Yan Jin was a woman with a strong sense of career, and now that she had to give up her work because of her pregnancy, it was a huge torture for her.

"I have made up my mind," Xiang Yu held her hand and said firmly, "I will arrange for other people to handle the company's affairs. During this period, I will accompany you wholeheartedly and take care of you until the baby is born safely."

Yan Jin looked at him in surprise, her eyes filled with emotion and worry: "But what about the company? If you leave, who will take charge of the overall situation?"

"I have already arranged the company's affairs, so you don't have to worry." Xiang Yu smiled and said in a relaxed tone, "The most important thing for you now is to have a good rest, stay in a good mood, and rest assured to take care of your pregnancy."

Yan Jin wanted to say something, but was stopped by Xiang Yu: "Be obedient, stop imagining, I'll take care of everything."

As he spoke, he gently held her in his arms and bent down to kiss her forehead.

Yan Jin closed her eyes, snuggled in his arms, listened to his strong heartbeat, and her heart gradually calmed down.

Outside the window, a bright moon hung high in the night sky, and the bright moonlight fell on the two people hugging each other, as if covering them with a layer of holy glory...

"Have you really decided?" Yan Jin's voice was soft, but with a hint of trembling.

Xiang Yu did not answer, but hugged her even tighter, as if he wanted to rub her into his bones and blood...

With Xiang Yu's meticulous care and companionship, Yan Jin gradually adapted to her life during pregnancy. In the morning, he would prepare a nutritious breakfast for her and accompany her to the garden for a walk to breathe fresh air. In the afternoon, he would walk into the study quietly, put the peeled fruit and warm milk next to her, and then sit quietly beside her to accompany her to handle some simple official business.

The baby in her belly grew bigger day by day, and Yan Jin also felt unprecedented happiness and satisfaction. Occasionally, when the fetus moved, she would grab Xiang Yu's hand in surprise and put it on her belly, feeling the weak but powerful rhythm of life. Whenever this happened, Xiang Yu's face would show a gentle smile, and his eyes were full of unbreakable doting.

Under Xiang Yu's planning, the company continued to develop in an orderly manner. Xiang Yu would regularly tell Yan Jin about the company's decisions and project progress, which made her feel at ease and made her feel that she was not out of touch with society.

Everything seemed to be moving in a good direction, and Yan Jin's mood became cheerful. However, when Yan Jin was three months pregnant, a sudden phone call broke her originally peaceful life.

It was an unfamiliar number. Yan Jin hesitated for a moment, but finally answered the call. "Hello, who is this?"

There was silence on the other end of the phone for a few seconds, and then a deep voice came: "Yan Jin, long time no see."

Yan Jin's heart sank suddenly. This voice...she seemed familiar with it, but she couldn't remember who it was.

"Who are you? What do you want to do?" Yan Jin's fingers holding the phone trembled slightly.

"Don't be nervous, I just want to tell you that I know all your secrets, including... the baby in your belly..." The other person's voice was cold and weird, like the tongue of a poisonous snake, which made people shudder.

Yan Jin suddenly felt a chill running from the soles of her feet to her head, and her phone almost slipped from her hands.

The other party's words were like a sharp knife, piercing her heart fiercely, making her feel unprecedented fear and uneasiness. She took a deep breath, trying to keep herself calm, and asked coldly: "Who are you? What do you want?"

There was a sinister laugh from the other end of the line, and then the call was hung up. Yan Jin held the phone blankly, his face pale, and his palms full of cold sweat...