Chapter 235

Cough cough~~ Zong Jieran is starting to play games... 205 should be out before 1 o'clock~~~ I'm so kind, how can I bear to let you girls worry, right~~ Hehe~~ Group hug~~

☆, (10 Fresh Coins) Chapter 205: The Situation is Not Good

Child.

The simple two words made the four people fall into deep thought, and even Mu Wei himself was somewhat distracted.

His child, his own flesh and blood. Boy or girl? Does it look like him or her? What would it look like when it laughs? What about crying?

Is there really a young child belonging to him in her stomach?

"No matter whose it is, she won't want this child." A hint of pain appeared on Jiejie's face.

For the past half month, he had thought for a long time and figured out many things. How she lived proudly yet patiently, how stubborn her persistence was, how soft and painful her tenderness was, her compromise, obedience, resistance, lies... the smiles and gentle eyebrows she could still show behind all of this.

In the days without her, his attachment to her grew day by day. He endured the longing to find her and punished himself.

Because in her world, he had always been a bastard, a piece of trash! He had no face to see her.

He wanted to find a suitable opportunity to start over with her, let her accept him, fall in love with him, make up for the harm he had caused her time and time again, and fulfill the promises he had made. As long as she accepted him and accompanied him, he had the confidence to become a more perfect man, worthy of the happiness she gave!

Yes, he was so happy by her side. Even though he had often been angered to death by his own stupidity in the past, recalling it was still happy and satisfying. It seemed that as long as he was with her, life was a cup of fragrant coffee, rich in taste and endless in aftertaste.

Child... his and her child, just thinking about it made him tremble with excitement. But now—

No matter whose child it was, it would only make her suffer! Make her hate all of them, and make him have no chance to return to her side ever again!

"This child cannot be kept, and, she cannot be told."

The child is important, but she is more important.

Qin Zhixiu sat down slowly, Mu Wei put down his legs that were resting on the coffee table, and they understood Jiejie's meaning and had to agree.

Producer Shentu Mo lowered his black eyes, his posture motionless from beginning to end.

He had never been so hesitant.

Never.

Slowly chewing on the strange and novel emotions in his body, was it worry? Was it pity? It seemed there was also some interesting possessiveness.

Mu Wei glanced at Producer Shentu Mo and happened to see a faint smile on the corner of his mouth—the demon king has woken up?

But waking up now is a little too early. He wants them all to accompany him to fall to their deaths, but he doesn't want to give the only salvation to the demon king as a female slave!

I don't know how long it took, Producer Shentu Mo stood up and walked out. The other three looked at each other, and their handsome figures stood up simultaneously.

Just as they stepped into the VIP floor, Ruan Lin's low roar, regardless of his image, reached the ears of the five.

"Move!"

"Mr. Ruan, Vice Dean Zong has instructed that Miss He cannot be visited now, especially—" men. The nurse looked troubled and embarrassed. Didn't they say Ruan Lin was very gentlemanly and gentle in private? Why... "Ah! Mr. Producer Shentu!"

As soon as they saw Producer Shentu Mo and the others, the nurse hurriedly hid to the side and stopped persuading Ruan Lin. Anyway, the door was locked, so she wasn't afraid of them breaking in.

"What exactly is going on?" Ruan Lin glared at the four.

"... She's pregnant." Seeing that the others didn't answer, Jiejie explained in a low voice, "But the situation is not good."

Shock and loss flashed across Ruan Lin's exquisite and beautiful face. After a long while, he found the normal rhythm of breathing. "Where is Zong Jieran?"

"Inside." Seeing Ruan Lin about to slap the door, Jiejie warned hurriedly, "Calm down, she doesn't know yet."

"Whose?"

"Even if you know the time of conception, do you think it can be judged?" Mu Wei mocked in a low voice. Given the frequency and interval of them holding her, it could be anyone's, so they hadn't asked this question before. "Control your emotions, otherwise don't see her."

Pushing Ruan Lin away, Mu Wei knocked on the door. "Lele, it's me."

The door lock moved slightly, and the five people filed in.

Zong Jieran stood at the foot of the bed, coughed twice, and gave a wink to He Lele, who looked uneasy on the bed.

He Lele was both nervous and bewildered. She didn't understand why she would encounter this group of men again and again after leaving the apartment! She hadn't thought about avoiding Mu Wei, but the others...

Or was it that she shouldn't have harbored any luck and stayed in this city? But she really didn't want to be too far from Ren Lingyu...

"Are you feeling better?" Mu Wei sat on the edge of the bed, his large palm gently resting on her leg.

"Mmm." He Lele nodded, turning her eyes to look at Zong Jieran. Just now, Zong Jieran told her not to speak for ten minutes. She didn't know why, but her intuition told her he didn't want to harm her.

"If you feel uncomfortable anywhere, you must tell the doctor."

"Mmm." Continuing to nod obediently, the heavy atmosphere in the ward made her unable to say more.