Song Xiang was a little curious when she heard Rong Boye ask An Xuyue, but Rong Boye only asked one sentence and said nothing more.
She turned her head and found a face stuck on the window's anti-permeability film. She was startled, but luckily she didn't react too much, and neither Rong Boye nor Yan Han noticed it.
She swallowed and saw the face slowly moving downwards, and then half of the head was left floating below.
She thought for a moment and guessed that Li Ying was squatting on the ground and walking.
Yan Han put the pomegranate in her hand and reminded her, "Eat less."
"good."
Rong Boye sat by the side, watching Yan Han treat Song Xiang meticulously, and felt comforted in his heart. Finally, Ji Zhu had grown a good bamboo shoot, and he would not have to teach his son-in-law a lesson.
"Dad, I'm fine here. You go and take a rest first." Song Xiang urged.
Rong Boye was in poor health and was incomparable to Yan Han. He had not slept all night, and he rushed back in a hurry. His face was already pale and bloodless, and he looked horrifying.
Yan Han also said: "You go back first, she has rested, and we will go back to the Rong family together."
Rong Boye pursed his lips, "Don't worry, I still want to hear what Shuyi has to say."
As he spoke, he stood up calmly and said to Song Xiang, "Have a good rest."
Song Xiang nodded repeatedly, almost swearing.
Rong Boye went out. She patted her chest quickly and turned to ask Yan Han, "Does your mother know about my pregnancy? Will you come over to see me? What if you meet my father?"
Yan Han: "It's very late, she won't pass..."
"Daughter-in-law!"
Song Xiang:???
Yan Han's voice suddenly stopped.
The two raised their heads and looked at each other.
It's over.
Yan Han stood up immediately, opened the door and went out.
At the door of the ward, An Xuyue, wearing animal pajamas, came from nowhere and bumped into Rong Boye who was going out.
Probably because Rong Boye's face was pale and looked a bit scary, she swallowed and raised her hand, "Hi——"
Rong Boye: "..."
Song Xiang opened his mouth wide, praying that Yan Zhicheng was not there, but as soon as he looked out, he happened to catch a glimpse of Yan Zhicheng chasing after him.
Yes, Shura Field.
The atmosphere at the door was too strange, and Song Xiang let out a low cry of "Stern Han".
Yan Han turned around and saw her signaling him with her eyes.
Come back quickly and don't join the war.
Yan Han agreed and closed the door directly.
Outside the door, An Xuyue glanced at Rong Boye and laughed twice, "Good evening."
Rong Boye glanced at her belly with cool eyes, "Pregnant?"
In fact, he already knew, he just asked casually.
An Xuyue nodded stupidly, "Ang."
She raised her finger, "More than three months..."
Rong Boye: "Move less and stay less close to Xiaoyi."
Yan Zhicheng frowned, pulled An Xuyue over, and looked at him coldly, but did not speak to Rong Boye.
An Xuyue stuck her head out and said, "Who is that? Don't worry, I will take good care of my daughter-in-law..."
"You showing up less is the greatest care for her."
An Xuyue: "..."
"Also." Rong Boye looked at Yan Zhicheng and said, "She is pregnant at such a young age, and the probability of giving birth to a stupid child is already high. You still let her run around at ten o'clock. If something goes wrong, who are you planning to hit?
superior?"
Yan Zhencheng's face dropped.
An Xuyue pursed her lips, "You have such a poisonous mouth."
Rong Boye: "If you don't want to hear unpleasant words, just stay calm. You are a big trouble yourself, so don't worry about it. At least you can make some contribution to the world."
The atmosphere was tense. Song Xiang listened in the ward with her heart in her throat.