Since I was pregnant with the richest man's cub

Shan Bingyang was sitting in front of the bar of the bar, listening to the resident singing a lyrical and slow love song, holding a glass of Forest Fairy in his hand.

This bar is located on a large cruise ship, surrounded by endless blue sea.

Since it was noon, there was hardly anyone in the bar.

Suddenly, two people walked towards Shan Bingyang: "Bingyang, we have been looking for you for a long time, why are you drinking here?"

Shan Bingyang raised his eyes and glanced at the two famous sons beside him, but did not answer.

The other put his hands in his pockets, leaned against the bar and looked around and said, "Drinking here at noon? I don't see any cuties!"

Shan Bingyang still didn't speak, the man stopped joking when he saw this, and touched his shoulder with his arm: "Okay, isn't it just Jiang Jing? As for being so sad? Failure is the mother of success, I I just saw a group of people over there having a fraternity, let’s go together!”

Shan Bingyang glanced at him, put down the wine in his hand: "I'm drunk, I'm going back."

After speaking, he left without looking back.

However, when he returned to the room, he was stopped in the corridor.

"Excuse me, is this Mr. Shan?"

The man in front of him was well-dressed, wearing a white suit, Shan Bingyang looked at him, and couldn't help being a little surprised.

"Ning Xiao?"

Ning Xiao smiled and said, "Hello, can we chat?"

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The due date is getting closer and closer, Jiang Jing always feels a little bored at home, because of Shen Luan's relationship at home, the time to check Weibo every day is limited.

Shen Lu'an sat at the desk to work, and Jiang Jing sat on the sofa next to him either eating or sleeping. In desperation, he had no choice but to deal with all kinds of books in the study.

However, although the books in the study were in various languages, most of them were incomprehensible to him. There was not even a fashion magazine, but in the end, he found two very well-preserved ancient romance novels in the corner.

This... Could it be Shen Luan's mother who watched it before?

I glanced at the publication time at the back of the book, it really is!

Jiang Jing was about to put the book back when he suddenly saw a copy of "Fashion Painting Techniques". Although it was not a fashion magazine, it also made him interested.

He took out the book, sat in front of the sofa and read it, and the more he read it, the more itchy his hands became.

design?

He had always looked at other people's designs before, but he hadn't really tried it himself.

Thinking about it, Jiang Jing took a piece of A4 paper and a pen from Shen Luan's desk, and began to draw on the small round table beside him.

When Shen Luan finished his work, the sky was already dyed beautifully by the setting sun. He raised his head from the computer and documents, and saw Jiang Jing sitting there sleeping with his chin propped on his left hand and a pen in his right. caught.

Seeing his head nodding, as if he was so sleepy that he couldn't open his eyes, Shen Luan walked up to him lightly, before he could take the pen out of his hand, Jiang Jing slowly opened his eyes.

"Hmm... Are you done?" Jiang Jing rubbed his eyes.

"Ah."

"Then go down and eat!" Jiang Jing said and stood up, and conveniently put the thing he drew into the book.

Shen Luan didn't follow closely, but instead looked back at the A4 paper that was caught in the book.

There were traces of painting on the exposed corner, and Shen Luan took out the A4 paper to take a look, and found that it was a sketch of a costume design.

"Shen An'an, what are you doing?" Jiang Jing's urging voice came from the corridor.

Hearing Jiang Jing calling him, Shen Lu'an put the drawing into his office folder, turned around and went out.

Sitting at the dining table, Jiang Jing had already started drinking soup. Seeing Shen Luan walking down slowly, he said, "If you don't come again, I won't wait for you."

Shen Lu'an looked at the big bowl of pork ribs, fish and shrimp that had been served long ago in front of his seat, and curled the corners of his mouth: "Then eat my share."

As he spoke, he put the ribs in the bowl into the Jiangjing bowl.

"Hey! I don't want it, take it away." Jiang Jing looked at his soup bowls that had been piled up into mountains.

Shen Luan said, "If you don't want it, give it to the baby."

Jiang Jing didn't react for a while, nodded and said: "That's okay..."

In the next second, something was wrong.

"Wait, don't I have to eat it for the baby?"

Shen Luan smiled: "My baby has worked hard."

Jiang Jing curled his lips: "He can't hear it again."

Shen Luan said, "I told you."

Jiang Jing didn't talk to him, feeling that Shen Lu'an has become more and more glib recently.

After the meal, Shen Luan went for a walk with Jiang Jing as usual, and the two of them walked hand in hand under the night sky. Shen Luan suddenly said, "Have you decided on a name for the baby?"

"Baby's name?"

Jiang Jing had never thought about this matter. Because the child was still young, he thought it was too early, so he didn't think about it. After a long time, he forgot again.

Seeing Jiang Jing's confused face, Shen Luan suddenly stepped forward and hugged him, "Give me your hand."

He stretched out his hand in doubt, and then saw Shen Luan took out his pocket, and then put a few colored plastic begs on his hand.

He looked at the small ball in his hand and blinked: "What is this?"

Then I heard Shen Luan say: "Choose one."

Jiang Jing looked at the plastic ball in his hand: "Then... this one!"

He picked up a half blue and half white ball, and Shen Luan said again: "Open it and have a look."

Passed the other small ball in his hand to Shen Luan, opened the blue and white one, and found a small note inside.

"Pfft... what is this? Are you playing Gacha?"

Jiang Jing was a little helpless, but still opened the note under Shen Luan's gesture, and saw three words written on it: Shen Xinghe.

"This is..." Jiang Jing looked at the name on it, and then looked up at Shen Lu'an.

"This is... his name." Shen Luan put his arms around Jiang Jing's waist, and looked down at his stomach.

"Decide by lottery? Is this...too casual?" Jiang Jing's eyes were moist.

I feel angry and warm in my heart. I am angry. Is he too prone to tears recently?Whatever Shen Luan did casually, he began to lose control of himself.

Shen Luan rubbed the corners of his wet eyes, and said dotingly: "What to do, because the father-to-be was too nervous, so he named many names, but he didn't know which one to use, so I had to let you draw lots."

After saying those words, he lightly kissed Jiang Jing's forehead, carrying all his love, scalding all Jiang Jing's happiness.

"Ayu, you are a gift from heaven to me, and he... is the whole galaxy you gave me to Shen Luan."

As soon as the voice fell, a tear fell down and fell on the little note, soaking the paper.

Then one after another, it seems that there is no way to stop.

Seeing that the people in front of him kept dropping gold beans, Shen Luan suddenly panicked.

"You don't like it? It's okay, let's think about something else."

However, when Jiang Jing had cried enough, he wiped away his tears, turned around and left, which made Shen Lu'an stunned.

Jiang Jing, who had just walked a few steps, suddenly stopped, turned around and said to him: "What are you still doing standing there? Don't hold me, I don't care if Xinghe falls later."

Shen Lu'an smiled and stepped forward.

Back at the villa, Jiang Jing found out the fairy tale book that Shen Luan had hidden before, and when Shen Luan came out of the shower, he saw him sitting on the bed.

"Where did you find it?"

Jiang Jing felt that he was making a fuss: "It's not easy to find something?"

As long as it is not locked, it is easy for him to find things.

Shen Luan smiled and sat beside him, took the book: "What do you want to hear?"

"It's all right."

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Jing's cell phone rang suddenly, it was an unfamiliar number.

He didn't think much of it, so he took it.

"Hey?"

The person at the other end didn't answer, and was very quiet, thinking it was a wrong press, but Jiang Jing also had a feeling that there was indeed someone over there.

"If you don't speak, I'll hang up."

Jiang Jing was a little impatient, and then heard Shan Bingyang's voice from the other end.

"Ajing."

Jiang Jing raised his eyebrows: "Is there something wrong?"

Only Shan Bingyang said slowly: "You..."

"Ok?"

Holding the phone, Shan Bingyang recalled the scene when he met Ning Xiao at the door of the room.

Ning Xiao: "I know, you like Jiang Jing."

Shan Bingyang: "That's my business."

Ning Xiao: "Don't you want to be with him?"

Shan Bingyang: "What exactly do you want to say?"

Ning Xiao: "What I want is Shen Lu'an, what you want is Jiang Jing, I have a proposal, I don't know...whether Mr. Shan is interested."

Jiang Jing on the other end of the phone listened to Shan Bingyang's silence for a long time, and asked, "What's the matter?"

But Shan Bingyang smiled and said: "It's nothing, I... just drank a little too much, and I don't know why I came here to call you."

He smiled and said again: "Did you disturb your rest? Sorry, my friend called me! I hung up."

Shan Bingyang hung up the phone in a hurry, Jiang Jing felt that he was a little confused.

Looks like he drank a lot.

Shan Bingyang sat on the head of the bed, raised his head and let out a long sigh, and finally sent a message to Ning Xiao: "I'm not interested in your proposal, and besides, my brother and Jiang Jing are on good terms! Don't bother with him. "

The next morning, Jiang Jing woke up very early. Last night, he had a long, long dream, but he didn't know what it was about.

In the dream, there were many children, two or three adults, the sound of furniture and dishes falling to the ground, the sound of quarreling, a red dot flickering in the dark, and a cold door lock.

He carefully left Shen Luan's arms, picked up his phone and checked Zhou Gong's interpretation of dreams.

After watching for a while, I wondered: "Isn't it a fetal dream?"

So what were these messy things he was dreaming about?

There seems to be an answer in my heart, something is surging, but it seems to be an illusion.

Jiang Jing whispered: "Forget it."

Then he opened Weibo, wanting to watch something to divert his attention.

During these days, he understood what Shen Luan had done for him. He was obviously tired from work, but he still spent as much time as possible with him, and almost never left him alone.

Seeing that Shen Luan tried so hard not to let him think about it, Jiang Jing also tried his best to cooperate.

However, looking at the Weibo page on his mobile phone, Jiang Jing still remembered the news that Shen Lu'an had been looking for on the day of the press conference that had been spread on the Internet.

He hesitated for a while, but couldn't help but search for relevant news.

On Weibo, the succinct text did not have any useful information. Jiang Jingjing posted the photos below, which contained some information about Shen Luan looking for Jiang Jing.

He took a closer look and found that it was just some private detective contracts. Just when he was about to quit, he found an address and a date at the end of the last one.

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-02-2223:13:31~2020-02-2323:13:07期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: Wu Ji is also the third brother;

Thanks to the little angel who irrigated the nutrient solution: 10 bottles of unconcentrated book ink;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!