Chapter 29 Everyone wants me dead (29)

"Don't be willful! You can only eat these now, it's good for the child." Song Yi walked to the side of the desk in a few steps and cast his loving eyes on Yan Xia's belly.

The place is still flat now, but Song Yi feels particularly satisfied when he thinks of a little baby being conceived there.

Yan Xia didn't pay attention to Song Yi. She opened the thermos cup and poured a bowl of soup. She paused as soon as she picked it up, "What did you say? Is it good for the child?"

"Yes, I specially ordered a nutritious meal for pregnant women. You can rest assured that nothing will go wrong!" He found this store after checking a lot of information and asking around.

Yan Xia put down the soup bowl and said with a serious face, "I remember I was talking about making children, right?"

"That's right." Song Yi frowned. The word 'manufacturing' didn't sound very good to him.

"So what on earth do you think that I want to give birth by myself?"

How painful it is to give birth!

Why is she doing that if she has nothing to do?!

Song Yi was stunned and suddenly panicked, "Then, whose belly is our child?"

Yan Xia: "..."

"There is a generation gap between you and me!" Yan Xia stroked his forehead, "I'll take you to see it tonight. Now, let's have dinner."

Have a meal?!

How can he still be in the mood to eat?! The whereabouts of his child are still unknown!

His future wife even said that there was a generation gap between her and him, which really hit him one after another.

Yan Xia was not affected at all. It was time to eat. After the meal, she got up and went to the rooftop to do some exercise, and then went to the private lounge to take a nap.

When she woke up and returned to the office, she found that Song Yi had not left.

"I'll wait here for you to get off work." Song Yi had no expression on his face.

Yan Xia stopped, looked into Song Yi's eyes, and said helplessly for a long time: "Okay, I understand how you feel about becoming a father. I'll arrange the work, and let's go back."

Song Yi remained calm on his face, but felt at ease in his heart.

But this sense of security only lasted until he saw the pregnancy sac.

The gestational sac was oval, several times larger than a football, translucent, filled with fluid, and contained an embryo not much larger than a button.

Asuo emerged from the side, reached into the gestational sac, and gently poked the embryo, "Look, he is so healthy. It's a pity that he can't move now. He will be fine in three months."

Song Yi gritted his teeth. Although he knew that Asuo was a projection and couldn't touch anything at all, he still wanted to break his wrist.

"When will the materials be delivered?"

"You only care about the materials?" Song Yi pulled this hateful woman in front of him and stared into her eyes, "How could you let your child stay in such a cold place?!"

Yan Xia was puzzled: "It's not cold, it's warm. If you don't believe me, touch it."

Song Yi choked on a mouthful of blood. He wanted to swallow but couldn't, and wanted to vomit but couldn't.

He closed his eyes and silently agreed with Yan Xia's words. There was really a generation gap between the two of them!

He has not yet experienced the sweetness of love, but he has felt the ruggedness of the road to love.

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"Brother Meng Ting, I want to see you!" Yan Yuexin's voice was very weak.

"Xinxin? What's wrong with you? Are you sick?" Meng Ting asked eagerly, "Where are you now? Home?"

"I'm in my small apartment." Yan Yuexin choked up, "Brother Meng Ting, I'm so sad."

"I'll be there soon, Xinxin, don't cry!" Meng Ting drove in a different direction.

What company, what contract, nothing is more important than his sweetheart!
Chapter completed!