A shocking incident happened again. A hospital nurse broke the news that a woman suspected to be the secretary to the president of Yan Group had come to their hospital and was confirmed to be pregnant. She was not Wen Wen.
Netizens instantly fried the pot and had a great time eating melons, and everyone ran around in the melon fields.
——Mr. Yan is so awesome, all the secretaries in the office are in his pocket.
——Tsk, tsk, tsk, branches and leaves are blooming.
——No wonder Song Nvbiao personally comes to deliver abortion packages. Her relationship is to pave the way for her own child.
——The one who blindly guessed that she was pregnant was Song Nvbia.
…
At that time, Song Xiang was sitting in the ward, scrolling through his cell phone with a calm expression, dumbfounded by the expected public outrage.
Yan Han crossed his arms across his chest, looked at the woman's calm profile, and couldn't help but sneer, "How dare you throw dirty water on yourself like this, aren't you afraid that someone will find out about the improper relationship between us?"
Song Xiang breathed a sigh of relief and put away his phone, "The smartest way to lie is nothing more than half-truths and half-falsehoods."
With a smile on her face, she said: "People only read negative news, and even if there is a clarification, most people will choose to ignore it. Whether you got Wen Wen pregnant or not is not important at all. What is important is... changing the direction of public opinion."
He snorted harshly and coldly, and turned away unhappily.
"Stop smiling at me, I get annoyed when I look at your hypocritical face."
Song Xiang's smile remained unchanged, but he was sneering in his heart.
My smile is hypocritical, how noble are you? People who decide the life and death of their children at will have no right to call others hypocritical.
"Mr. Yan, Wenxin is in the hands of the Zhang family, and she is still pregnant."
Yan Han frowned, thinking that Song Xiang might be mentally ill.
"She has caused so many troubles, do you still want me to care about the child in her belly?"
Song Xiang's chest felt suffocated and she couldn't describe what she felt.
She took a breath, "The child is innocent, that is a life!"
He gave her a stern and cold look, as if he was looking at a fool.
"You can't tell, but you are still a holy mother."
Song Xiang gritted his teeth, "..."
Sure enough, it was hopeless. He didn't care about his child at all.
Song Xiang turned around, picked up the tablet on the coffee table, and walked out with a cold face, "I'll find a nurse to change your dressing."
Yan Han didn't understand where her emotions came from and was very unhappy, "Is it going to exhaust you to death if I change the medicine?"
Song Xiang walked to the door, suddenly turned around, and said quietly: "My hands are stupid. If my hands shake, I can easily stab you to death."
Severe cold:???
The man was confused and watched Song Xiang open the door and go out with disbelief on his face.
When the door closed, he realized it and laughed out loud.
Sure enough, he has been so good to her lately, spoiling her to the point where he dares to say anything.
When the matter is over, they will settle the accounts!
Yan Han's face turned livid with anger, but the cell phone on the bedside suddenly vibrated violently.
He turned around angrily, glanced at the caller, and was a little reluctant to answer the call.
"Hello--"
"Xiao Yan, mom saw the news~"
"Are you going to give your mother many good grandchildren at once?"
Yan Han: "You are thinking too much..."
An Xuyue sighed, "Mom is still young and not ready to be a grandma~"
Yan Han: "..."
…
five o'clock
It was approaching dinner time, which was also the press conference time set by Yan, and all the audiences were already ready to eat.
Song Xiang changed her clothes and reported to the severe cold ward.
Her abdomen had undergone special treatment and her lower abdomen was slightly bulging.
Yan Han sat on the bed, his mood improved unexpectedly, and he sarcastically said to Song Xiang, "If you are pregnant, you must be ugly."
Song Xiang didn't care, she patted her belly, feeling mixed.
"If I get pregnant, I will definitely protect the child."
Her tone was calm, but she seemed to mean something, "I would never treat my children casually like some people."
Yan Yanhan frowned, not understanding what was going on with her sinister tone.
Song Xiang didn't explain. He glanced at the time and was about to go out when his cell phone suddenly rang.
As soon as she connected, a particularly excited voice came out.
"Song Xiang! What's going on? Are you pregnant with that piece of shit Yan Han's child?! Damn it! I just slept through it, and you're acting like this?!"
"That bitch is not a good person at all. Do you believe me now?!"
"He's messing with everyone's stomach, and he definitely doesn't plan to take responsibility now!"
…
Song Xiang's mouth twitched, she raised her head and met the expressionless Yan Han's eyes, and she smiled slightly.
"Mr. Yan, don't mind."
Yan Han: "Ha——"
"Song Xiang?!" The person on the other end of the phone was still yelling.
Song Xiang had no choice but to lower his voice and said, "Duan Ge, it's not what you think."
"What's that like?"
"I'm not pregnant."
Duan Ge: "You have aborted the child?!"
Song Xiang:???
Yan Han: "It seems that he was ready to help you raise your child."
Song Xiang pressed the receiver and said in a strange tone, "Yes, even if it's not my child, I still care about it."