Female president pregnant with poor Alpha's child

Sound 77 is Xia Tingwang, and Sang Ying definitely gave herself an answer.

No wonder Xia Tingwang somehow found her to cooperate with. It turned out that she was his first big client.

But why, why did Xia Tingwang choose her to be the anchor of v·w? At the beginning, there were only a dozen people in her Qingdeng live broadcast room. Sang Ying is a complete newcomer in the live broadcast industry. She is not professional or lively. What did Tingwang see in her?

v·w is not short of money or popularity, what kind of anchor can't be hired, why did he settle on her who is so inconspicuous?

The key point here is that Sang Ying couldn't figure it out. She had never met Xia Tingwang when she was talking about work, she was very professional, so how did Xia Tingwang be sure that she could do a good job when she didn't know anything about it? Woolen cloth?

Sang Ying couldn't find the answer, so she flipped through the content of the chat with Yinyin77.

Xia Tingwang supported her live broadcast room and Qingdeng's products, and said that the effect was good after using it herself.

Sang Ying's smile continued to expand, it turned out that the CEO still has such a cute side.

-Yinyin77: Do you have someone you like?

-Qingdeng Skin Care: Yes, I am missing her right now.

Sang Ying smiled. She had confessed to Xia Tingwang, but after thinking about it, Xia Tingwang didn't know who she was talking about. After she calmed down, she noticed the time. This conversation happened during the Chinese New Year. They had quarreled over the Qing Deng matter, and in a situation where no one was paying attention to the other, Xia Tingwang knew that the other party was him, and still asked such a question, what... what does it mean.

Is that what she thought it meant?

In the middle of the night, Sang Ying coaxed Xia Tingwang to sleep, put down the book, tiptoed out of bed, just took a step, then turned her head, Xia Tingwang was lying flat, her head slightly turned to her side, chest rising and falling with breathing.

Sang Ying didn't want to leave, she took the computer from her room, turned off the light, and sat on the carpet beside the bed, typing papers.

Xia Tingwang slept peacefully, only the sound of Sang Ying's keyboard could be heard in the room, she looked at the bed from time to time, fortunately the sound did not disturb Xia Tingwang due to her deep sleep.

Occasionally Xia Tingwang turned over, and Sang Ying held her breath and didn't dare to move, and then she smiled herself. This kind of sneaky relationship was exciting and exciting.

At four o'clock in the morning, the battery of the laptop ran out, and Sang Ying had to go back to her room to recharge the computer. Sitting at the desk, her mind suddenly went blank. How to write.

She closed the computer, lay down on the bed, stayed up for several days, and Sang Ying fell asleep as soon as she touched the bed.

Woke up at [-]:[-] in the morning to make breakfast, and after the meal, Xia Tingwang tied a low ponytail that she had learned from a makeup artist. If you don't learn it, you won't know it. The original simple low ponytail is also very particular, so you can't do it meticulously. , It will look very formal and unstyled. The hair stylist told her that if the head is not perfect, the hair on the back of the head needs to be loosened.

Xia Tingwang's hair is full, so he doesn't need to pick it out. He uses a curling iron to curl the hair on his forehead inwards against his cheeks.

"Not bad." Xia Tingwang praised.

"I just learned it two days ago, and it's the first time today." Sang Ying bent down to look at Xia Tingwang in the mirror, her slightly curly oblique bangs made Xia Tingwang a little more charming, "I'll learn more in the future, here you go Do different hairstyles."

When she bent over, the pheromone rushed into Xia Tingwang's nose like a gust of wind, Xia Tingwang turned around, and quickly kissed Sang Ying on the lips.

As soon as Sang Ying felt nothing, Xia Tingwang had already stood up.

"It's kissing your pheromone, don't think too much about it." Xia Tingwang said as he walked out.

Sang Ying touched her lips, and her face in the mirror blushed.

Pheromone... Can kisses have it?

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Sang Ying opened all the windows of the rental house. It is now a season change, and her father's allergic skin is prone to problems.

"Dad, how about the cream and lotion for you?"

"It's easy to use..." Sang Cheng sat on the sofa wearing a prosthetic, "It's even easier to use than the one you gave me last year."

No, this is a v·w product.

Sang Ying squatted in front of him, her father didn't have any rashes or skin on his face, "Well, there seems to be nothing wrong with his face."

Sang Cheng looked at her and joked, "Why are you so happy today?"

"Is there?" Sang Ying helped him stand up.

"Your eyes are bright..." Dad said, "You picked up money?"

"No..." Sang Ying sighed, "I...that..."

She didn't know how to tell her father that she was married, and she suddenly didn't know how to deal with the relationship between her father and Xia Tingwang. She and Xia Tingwang were married, and they were not like other "normal" ", she had never heard Xia Tingwang mention her relatives, and Sang Ying wasn't sure if Xia Tingwang didn't want to mention it.

If she doesn't want to let her see her relatives, then Sang Ying doesn't dare to let her father know about the marriage, how can she tell her father that your daughter-in-law doesn't want to meet you?

"What's the matter?" Dad asked.

Sang Ying suddenly hugged her father, she is not very good at lying, and her father can tell how many mistakes she said, "It was my birthday yesterday, thank you father for giving birth to me."

Sang Ying usually does not have her birthday. On the day she was born, Sang Cheng took a taxi to the hospital alone with a big belly, and encountered a car accident on the way. Although Sang Ying was born safely, Sang Cheng lost his left leg since then.

The little girl has a stubborn temper. Since she was a child, she felt that her birthday was a day that would cause him to lose her leg, and she was stubborn and unwilling to go there.

"Damn, that's all..." Sang Cheng patted her on the back, "Papa is the one who thanks you for being papa's daughter."

Taking Sang Cheng to the hospital for a re-examination and taking medicine, the doctor said that Dad's leg exercise had little effect, and it was still suggested that it would be better to have a special person and a professional machine in the hospital for better results.

After leaving the doctor's office, Sang Cheng muttered, "These doctors are thinking of ways to make money, so I won't be hospitalized, Xiaoying, do you hear me, I won't be hospitalized."

Sang Ying didn't respond, and said, "Dad, I'm going to the bathroom, you sit here and wait for me."

"Go, go." Sang Cheng waved his hand.

He glanced at the chair, it was a bit short, and it was troublesome to sit down and stand up. There was a handle on the wall next to the elevator, probably for the convenience of wheelchair patients entering and exiting the elevator. The handle was very long, about two meters along the wall.

Sang Cheng walked to the handle and supported the handle against the wall.

"Ding." The elevator next to him rang, and several people came out of the sky. Sang Cheng didn't see clearly, but felt that there were people in front of him. He moved back to the corner.

Sang Cheng retreated a little faster, his right leg softened, "Ah!"

His sound made the people who just got out of the elevator collectively look to the side, and the female doctor in the lead came over instinctively, "What's wrong?"

Sang Cheng held the handle tightly with one hand, squatted on the ground with his right leg, and put his left leg straight. He gritted his teeth, "It's okay."

Not only the female doctor, but also the nurse next to her came over and helped Sang Cheng up, Sang Cheng smiled at them, "Thank you."

"You're welcome..." The female doctor looked at his left leg, which was obviously inconvenient to move, "Is your leg okay?"

"It's okay, doctors, you are busy with your work..." Sang Cheng was quite embarrassed, "I have delayed you."

The female doctor said, "The neurosurgery department is on the right."

Sang Cheng, who just came out of neurosurgery, nodded, "Okay."

Seeing that he was fine, Director Huang turned around and looked at Xia Tingwang who was waiting with a smile, "Let's go, miss."

Xia Tingwang nodded, took two steps and looked curiously at the man in the corner who was holding his left leg with his head down. This man... looked quite similar to Sang Ying.

"Here..." Director Huang led Xia Tingwang to the Department of Neurology on the left, and pointed to the patients lined up in the corridor, "Miss, you want to see it."

Xia Tingwang's obstetric examination today was simply about what would happen to Oga who was pregnant without alpha pheromone. Director Huang took her to the neurology department.

What surprised her was that this was clearly a department of neurology, but most of the patients waiting in line were pregnant oga.

"Why don't they go to the maternity department?" Xia Tingwang asked.

"Because there is no alpha pheromone, it is not only the child in oga's stomach that is tormented..."

Director Huang said, "It's more about the nerves, especially the marked oga, the situation will be even less optimistic."

Each of these pregnant oga has slender limbs, and only the protruding belly makes their situation clear at a glance. Their faces are sunken and their eyes are dull, like zombies who have lost their sickness in a movie. He tried his best to protect the child.

Xia Tingwang took a step back, turned to leave, this unfounded thought was hit by reality, and suddenly he was relieved that he forced Sang Ying to obtain the certificate, and with Sang Ying around, she would not become like them.

"Miss..." Director Huang followed behind her, "Your prenatal examination results are all normal, don't worry, it's much easier to think about getting pregnant."

"If you haven't been marked..." Xia Tingwang stopped in her tracks, "Will the pregnant oga be much better?"

Director Huang thought for a while, then raised his chin in a certain direction, "That uncle Oga smells very strong of medicine. I'm familiar with that medicine smell. It's specially for Oga's postpartum health care. He hasn't been marked."

Xia Ting looked over and saw that it was the man she thought looked a lot like Sang Ying just now. The man stood curled up in the corner. He was also thin, with his head down and his legs lightly beating.

"It seems that he has been in labor for about 20 years, and the smell of the medicine he used to treat can't go away. I guess it was not easy back then..."

Director Huang sighed, "Miss, you don't have to worry about this, I smell alpha on you."

Feeling Xia Tingwang's gaze, the man raised his head, nodded at Xia Tingwang, and smiled, which looked more like Sang Ying.

"Let's go." Xia Tingwang went straight into the elevator, suddenly thinking of Sang Ying.

I don't know what Sang Ying is busy with today, even when there is no live broadcast, Sang Ying is too busy to see anyone.

"Dad!" Sang Ying turned out from the stairwell.

"Is the toilet ready?" Sang Cheng stood up straight, "I'm about to fall in."

Holding a pile of bills in her hand, Sang Ying said cautiously, "I paid you a month's hospitalization fee."

Sang Cheng was stunned, took a look at the list, the price almost made Sang Cheng's eyes dizzy, "Hurry up and return it!"

"I can't go back."

"I can't get a refund!" Sang Cheng turned around and walked towards the elevator, "I don't live in this courtyard, why don't I get refunded if I don't?"

"Dad! Dad!" Sang Ying pulled him, "I really can't withdraw, listen to me, let's stay in the hospital for a month to see the effect."

Sang Cheng stubbornly pressed the elevator, and the one-month hospitalization fee made his lips tight in anger. He kept pressing the first floor when he got into the elevator.

There was a snapping sound.

"Dad..." Sang Ying grabbed his hand, "I've been a little busy recently, so I might not be able to take care of you. I'm relieved that you're in the hospital."

Sang Cheng didn't speak, and the elevator quickly reached the first floor. Sang Cheng dragged his uncomfortable prosthesis to the nurse's desk and asked if he could get a refund.

"Sorry..." the nurse said, "This is non-refundable."

Sang Cheng was silent for a while, then turned around and walked out, Sang Ying followed with a sneaky smile, "Where are you going?"

"Go home and pack your things!" Sang Cheng said angrily.

Sang Ying took his arm, and was pulled back by Sang Cheng, "Don't touch me, don't touch me this month, touch me once, hit me once."

"No touch, no touch..." Sang Ying smiled, "As long as you are hospitalized, everything will be fine."

The two of them just got into the car when Sang Ying's cell phone rang. She had just set this ringtone last night, so she knew who it was when she heard it.

"Where is it?" Xia Tingwang said.

"Outside." Sang Ying smiled.

"That...cough..." Xia Ting cleared his throat eagerly, "When you finish this week's live broadcast, we will go on our honeymoon."