I'm Pregnant With a Wealthy Old Man's Child

The next day.

When Zu Qi woke up, Xue Jue next to him was no longer there, and there was no residual warmth in the quilt, as if he had been gone for a while.

After sleeping intermittently all night, Zu Qi finally felt that his head was not as painful as it was last night.

He sat up from the bed rubbing his brows, and unexpectedly found that the luggage on the floor had been packed neatly, and the two suitcases were neatly leaning against the wall.

Zu Qi thought it was Xiaoya who came in to tidy up while he was sleeping, so he didn't take it to heart, got out of bed to wash, took out the clothes and pants that he had chosen before going to bed last night from the closet and put them on.

Zu Qi himself does not have the burden of being an idol, and the food and clothing expenses after he came to this world are all arranged by the steward Zhang. Now that he doesn't have Xue Wan in his stomach, he wears back the original owner's previous clothes.

Today is Zu Qi's day to join the crew, so naturally he can't dress too casually.

He chose a dark gray suit-style long coat, but it won't look too rigid, with an off-white turtleneck sweater inside, a pair of black trousers and custom casual leather shoes underneath.

Such a suit looked especially good on the original owner, and Zu Qi looked at the mirror for a while.

Although Zu Qi wanted to take the route of a powerful actor, he had to admit that the original owner's appearance and temperament were very suitable for being a good-looking idol.

The peach blossom eyes slightly raised at the corners of the eyes are sparkling, the thinned lips are light pink, and there is no trace of acne marks or spots on the smooth and fair skin.

Zu Qi approached the mirror, touched his face, and couldn't help sighing.

The effect of those apples was more powerful than he imagined, no wonder Liu Jing put down her airs and called him.

Zu Qi roughly checked the suitcase, and after making sure that all the clothes and daily necessities he had prepared were packed in, he called Xiao Dengzi, and then went downstairs with two suitcases.

After breakfast, Xiaoya brought warm water and cold medicine that had been prepared earlier, and handed them to Zu Qi.

After taking the medicine, Zu Qi recalled how Xiaoya helped him pack his luggage, and while returning the water glass to Xiaoya, he said, "Thank you this morning."

"Huh?" Xiaoya was confused.

"It's you who helped me pack these things." Zu Qi pointed to the suitcase beside him.

"But I haven't entered your and your husband's bedroom." Xiaoya scratched her head doubtfully, "Maybe it was your husband who cleaned it up for you. Mr. got up early to go to work in the company."

Zu Qi opened his mouth, a little surprised.

Then I turned my head to look at the two full suitcases, and suddenly an inexplicable feeling soaked into my heart.

Just looking at Xue Jue's indifferent and cold appearance, I really don't know that he is such a careful person.

I don't know what words to use to describe his feelings at the moment.

Anyway, I feel happy.

At nine o'clock in the morning, Xiao Dengzi was waiting outside the gate of Xue's house. Zu Qi bid farewell to Weng Yuxiang. Seeing Xue Wanwan who was sleeping soundly curled up in Weng Yuxiang's arms, he suddenly felt very reluctant.

He lowered his head and kissed Xue Wanwan's fleshy cheek hard.

"Goodbye, son." Zu Qi whispered.

Xue Wanwan's skin was too tender, and if he pressed it a little harder, it would turn red. Zu Qi's kiss made most of the little guy's face red immediately.

The little guy's closed eyes slowly opened, his two little hands scratched out of thin air, and then he opened his mouth and burst into tears.

Zu Qi: "..."

Weng Yuxiang quickly patted Xue Wanwan on the back, and softly coaxed him for a long time, but there was no effect. In the end, Zu Qi took the little guy and hugged him for nearly half an hour before putting the troublesome kid back to sleep.

Zu Qi, who was physically exhausted, finally realized what it means to be self-inflicted and unable to live.

It was already [-]:[-] when Zu Qi got into the car, Xiao Dengzi and the driver sent by the company were bored waiting, each with their heads buried in their phones.

"Brother Qi, I already greeted Sister Fu yesterday. When we arrive at the destination, we will directly check into the hotel booked by the crew. During the day, we are free to move around. You can also go to the shooting location first. In the evening, there will be a dinner party. Several directors Writers and actors will go."

As soon as he set off, Xiao Dengzi began to explain everything.

Zu Qi nodded, leaned on the seat and closed his eyes to rest.

It's about three hours' journey from here to the film and television city, enough for him to get another sleep.

Before falling asleep, Zu Qi suddenly felt the vibration of the mobile phone in his pocket, and he took out the mobile phone to look at it.

It's a WeChat.

It was still a WeChat message from Xue Jue.

Seeing Xue Jue's name, Zu Qi, who was still feeling sleepy just now, sat up straight, and the sleepiness lingering in his mind disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Clicking on WeChat, Xue Jue sent only three simple words plus a question mark.

【have they gone? 】

Zu Qi held the phone with both hands, staring at the screen with straight eyes.

It was only then that he discovered that Xue Jue's WeChat avatar had been changed to a photo of Xue Wanwan at some point. In the photo, Xue Wanwan was quiet and well-behaved, with beautiful black eyes like shining obsidian, and the little guy was grinning happily at the camera.

The sense of strangeness in Zu Qi's heart became more and more intense, and his thoughts began to diverge uncontrollably.

He thought of the passionate kiss in the dark last night, and Xue Jue's act of helping him pack his things this morning...

Every incident, like a hot brand, was deeply engraved on Zu Qi's heart.

He felt tense and restrained all of a sudden, and entered a lot of replies in the chat box, and deleted and deleted them. No matter how he looked at them, he felt that his replies were wrong, either too enthusiastic or too cold, which did not fit his personality.

Mrs. Xue, in the huge conference room.

The managers of various departments are giving this year's report speeches on the stage. Although the long table in the conference room is full of people, they mainly explain to Xue Jue who is sitting at the end of the long table.

Xue Jue is famous for his bad temper in the whole company, but when it comes to the interests of the company, he will be strict to the point of being harsh.

Even the beautiful female subordinates who are admired by all the stars are not spared. There are often women who are scolded by him clamoring to resign, and then Xue Jue really tells them to pack up and leave...

Almost everyone is afraid of Xue Jue, the King of Yama.

Of course, this is also the biggest reason why Xue Jue is rich, handsome and capable, and is selected as one of the top ten national golden bachelors every year, but no woman dares to approach him.

At this moment, the atmosphere in the meeting room is like a tight string.

Manager Zhang from the second sales department was making the final statement summary. Everyone below looked down at the materials in front of them, not even daring to take a breath, for fear that Xue Jue's anger would be dragged onto innocent people if he suddenly lost his temper.

Xue Jue was wearing a well-tailored suit, with his body slightly sideways, one hand resting his chin lightly, the other hand was placed on the table, and his index finger with well-defined phalanges tapped lightly.

In front of him is the sales report of the second year and the latest quarter, and next to him is a mobile phone with the screen always on.

The phone interface is the chat box between him and Zu Qi. From time to time, it shows that the other party is typing, but he hasn't received a message from Zu Qi for a long time.

Xue Jue narrowed his eyes and stared at the phone screen for a moment, with a cold face and a slight frown between his brows.

He was hesitating whether he should send another message or not, otherwise he would be inexplicably impatient while watching Zu Qi typing.

Manager Zhang on the stage was silently observing Xue Jue's reaction. Seeing Xue Jue's face turned ugly, it was as if someone had poured cold water from head to toe, and even his voice began to tremble.

Five minutes later, Xue Jue finally received a message from Zu Qi that had been painstakingly polished.

[Already in the car, Xiao Dengzi came to pick me up, you have to take good care of Xue Wanwan at home, don't bully him while I'm not around, or you'll look good on me! 】

Followed by an emoticon of a Tuzki beating another Tuzki.

Xue Jue couldn't help laughing, and the corners of his mouth curled up. Considering that he was still in the meeting, he quietly covered the corner of his smiling lips with his palm, and replied to Zu Qi's message with his other hand.

[The person who often makes Wan Wan cry is you, not me. 】

Zu Qi sent Tuzki, who was covering his ears and shaking his head frantically, to come over, followed by a series of crazy words.

[I don't listen, I don't listen, I don't listen. 】

Xue Jue was helpless, annoyed and funny, thinking that Zu Qi was still so naive, and he hadn't changed at all even though he was already the child's father.

[I put the cold medicine in your black suitcase, remember to take the medicine on time, pay attention to your physical condition at any time, don’t get sick and don’t know what happened...]

Speaking of these words, Xue Jue couldn't help but started nagging.

He always feels that Zu Qi doesn't understand anything, and he thinks so, Zu Qi has just turned [-], and he is a half-grown child, eleven or twelve years younger than him.

As the saying goes, there is a generation gap between three years old, and there are four generation gaps between them.

I usually didn't expect this to be good, but now that I think about it, Xue Jue doubted whether he was old for the first time in his life. Zu Qi had just rushed to the second, and he had already rushed to the fourth.

The more Xue Jue thought about it, the more he found it unbelievable. Even seeing the words from Zu Qi later thanking him for helping him pack his luggage, he was not happy at all.

Xue Jue was not in a good mood here, and Manager Zhang, who was still explaining over there, fell directly into the ice cave.

it's over, it's over...

Mr. Xue never took his eyes off the report of their department.

Moreover, Mr. Xue's expression looks ugly, his brows are almost tied into a knot...

It's just the calm before the storm...

In fact, it wasn't just Manager Zhang who thought so, the other people in the conference room were also frightened. Based on their usual understanding of Mr. Xue, Mr. Xue's attitude at this moment is definitely a precursor to a volcanic eruption.

So a group of people worked harder to report and summarize their work.

It's a pity that Xue Jue was so far away that he didn't listen to a word.

After finally surviving the meeting, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, Xue Jue also secretly breathed a sigh of relief, got up and left the meeting room as quickly as possible, then returned to the office, turned on the computer, and searched for beauty salons that provide men's maintenance...

Meanwhile, the outside world is already in dire straits.

The gossip that Xue Jue was dissatisfied with this year's performance quickly spread throughout the company. The employees were all in danger, and they all worked hard, fearing that they would be laid off by the company.

So when it was time to get off work at six o'clock in the afternoon, no one left their posts early.

When Xue Jue, who was off work normally, walked out of the office, the office area was filled with the sound of typing on the keyboard one after another. Even the meeting room next to it was occupied by two groups, and they were still discussing the plan of the new project intensely.

Xue Jue: "..."

After being dazed for a while, he who originally planned to go to the beauty salon went back to the office in silence, turned on the computer, and continued to work.

Seeing this, everyone outside breathed a sigh of relief.

Sure enough, their guess was correct. Mr. Xue not only considered laying off employees, but also tested them by pretending to be off work.

Fortunately, they are smart.