The Baby is Charming, the President Circles the Love

Park Minhui stood at the door of the detention center, pacing back and forth restlessly.

At this time, the door opened, and a tall man walked out of it. Seeing this, she hurriedly greeted him, "Yingdong, why did you come out so quickly? Is Tangsu okay?"

Wei Yingdong, 28 years old, is another well-known prosecutor in the judicial circle besides Lu Xiyuan.

Both of his parents died when he was 13 years old. It was Park Minhui's kind support that allowed him to achieve what he has today. Therefore, Wei Yingdong treats Park Minhui as a family member.

So, as soon as he received a call from Park Minhui, he didn't even bother to rest after returning from handling a case in other places, and he was busy working on Lu Tangsu's affairs.

Although she didn't understand why Park Minhui was so concerned about Lu Tangsu's affairs, she was as smart as Wei Yingdong and didn't ask any more questions.

He adjusted the glasses on the bridge of his nose, and a look of solemnity appeared on his handsome face: "Auntie, her condition is not very good. She refuses to meet, hire a lawyer, and refuse to eat."

"How can she do this?"

Unexpectedly, Tangsu's situation would be so bad. Park Minhui was so anxious that she almost burst into tears. She quickly grabbed Wei Yingdong's arm and begged miserably, "Yingdong, please find a way to help her." .I believe Tangsu is innocent."

Wei Yingdong vowed: "Auntie, don't worry. If she is innocent, I will definitely restore her innocence."

"Thank you, Yingdong!"

Park Minhui's words were full of gratitude.

In this matter, the Lu family's cold-bloodedness is really chilling.

Even if Tangsu did something wrong, wouldn't she still be the daughter of the Lu family?

Is there really someone who would go so far as to destroy relatives for righteousness?

At this moment, Pu Minhui certainly didn't know that the Lu family already knew Song Qianying's true identity. If she had known, she probably wouldn't have thought so.

After all, who in the world can truly forgive someone who tried to harm his own daughter? Who else can have no grudge against a "fake"?

Everything is caused by fate!

…

Time is fleeting.

Before you know it, another week has passed.

Thanks to the dual care of the Huo family and the Lu family, Song Qianying's physical condition has recovered very well. With the doctor's permission, she can be discharged from the hospital today.

Of course Song Qianying was very happy that she didn't need to stay in the hospital, but unfortunately, a certain domineering man didn't allow it.

"Why? I want to be discharged from the hospital!"

She was going to get rusty if she stayed any longer, so Song Qianying couldn't help but protest.

"No! Just one more week."

Huo Junyao firmly refused.

"The doctor said it's okay, why do you say it's not okay? You're not a doctor!"

If it weren't for the injury on her feet, she wouldn't be able to walk very smoothly. Song Qianying would have wanted to stamp her feet at this moment.

"Oh, because I like living here!"

Huo Junyao loved her bulging little look, she felt full of life and especially cute.

This way, she is much better than when she first woke up and fell asleep within two or three hours every time.

He looked at her with deep affection, the tenderness in his eyes was so doting that one almost fell into despair.

"Speechless. Who likes hospitals?"

Song Qianying pouted her lips, knowing that her objections were futile, so she could only turn her body to sleep in anger and not look at him.

Huo Junyao ignored her and sat on the sofa, continuing to work with his head down.

In the past half month, he had been guarding her almost every step of the way, so he regarded this place as his office, and his work efficiency was unexpectedly high.

Song Qianying closed her eyes, but couldn't fall asleep.

Also, here she is not given a mobile phone to play with or a newspaper to read. She only eats and sleeps every day. She is so energetic, how can she fall asleep all the time?

So, after a while, she turned around again.

From where she looked, she happened to see her man immersed in his work.

At this time, it happened to be afternoon.

In early December, the sun was warm and refracted through the gaps in the branches and leaves, casting a golden halo over his charming and god-like face, which made his handsome eyebrows look even more noble.

His slender fingers were tapping quickly on the keyboard, sometimes frowning, sometimes pursing his lips. Every expression in Song Qianying's eyes was the most intoxicating scenery.

Think about it, God has been so kind to her. She has a grandmother who loves her, an aunt who likes her, a husband who loves her deeply, and a lovely daughter. Well, Song Qianying suddenly felt that she was really, really happy. There are probably no more requirements in life!

Thinking of this, she unconsciously curled up her lips and chuckled.

"why are you laughing?"

The man who was working hard raised his head and looked at her with affection.

"Laugh at your handsomeness!"

She responded heartlessly.

"anthomaniac!"

"Um?"

"Nothing, just saying you have good taste!"

"Hmph, don't think that I can't hear you say bad things about me. When I get better, let's see how I deal with you!"

Song Qianying gritted his teeth and swore.

"Then you have to hurry up. Your husband has been a monk for half a month. If he continues, he will have to suppress his illness."

Men feel this.

"I hate it, why do you think so much about this?"

Song Qianying's pretty face turned red, and even her tone of voice was a bit coquettish unconsciously.

"Who makes you so charming and makes me want to die every minute - being in your body."

As for men, they increasingly have no sense of scale.

Song Qianying felt that she couldn't listen anymore, so she picked up the pillow next to her and threw it at him, "Look at your lustful look, who can believe that you really guarded your body for me before, huh!"

"You woman, why are you so suspicious?"

Huo Junyao shook his head, put down his notebook and walked towards her.

"I made this judgment based on your usual performance, huh."

Seeing that he had already walked to the bed, Song Qianying put her hands on her waist and said not to be outdone.

"Oh, then do you know how I spent those five years?"

Huo Junyao quickly sat down on the edge of the bed, stretched out his hands to wrap around her slender waist, and looked at her with a half-smile.

"Aren't you just flirting with your Su Yunxi all day long and causing scandals?"

Speaking of this, she was jealous that she couldn't hide.

God knows how she survived those five years.

Every time I see news about him and Su Yunxi on TV, in newspapers, and in major online media, my heart feels like someone has been stabbed with a knife several times, and it hurts so much that I can't breathe.

I have tried many times, but she couldn't hide it. She got up in the middle of the night and shed tears. It was Nini. Her well-behaved Nini held her in her arms and said to herself with a milky voice: "Mommy won't cry. Mommy won't cry. Wait." When Nini grows up, find a good daddy for Mommy!"

The little girl naively thought that if she found another daddy for her mommy, she would stop crying, but she didn't understand that in her mommy's eyes and heart, there was only one man from beginning to end...

How can others have a chance?

Seeing that Song Qianying's eyes were dim, as if he remembered something unhappy again, he half-closed his eyes, pressed his forehead against hers, and said to her in a deep voice: "I didn't want to have an affair with Yun Xi, but because I didn't care, so It's just up to those reporters to write random things. Moreover, I have been looking for you for the past five years and I can't find you. I thought it would be good if you could see me in the reports. No matter whether it is good or bad, at least, I can Leave a trace in your heart, don’t really forget me one day.”

"you……"

Song Qianying's eyes widened in surprise, completely unaware that he had such a mentality.

"Although this seems stupid, it seems to be the only way to do it when I can't find you."

The man couldn't help but laugh at himself. Although he was powerful, Jiang was still too old. How could he defeat the grandmother who had been strategizing in the mall for decades and knew that he understood him?

Fortunately, the pain is finally over.

"Then why did you treat me so badly after you met me again?"

Thinking of how badly he treated her, Song Qianying's clear apricot eyes suddenly narrowed into a dangerous arc.

"Well..."

The man couldn't answer for a moment.

Is it possible for him to answer because his emotional intelligence existed in his elementary school days?

When I was in elementary school, wouldn't the most common way for boys to show their affection for a girl is to bully her?

"Okay, don't explain, I understand."

Song Qianying suddenly stopped asking questions.

Her words made Huo Junyao confused, "Do you understand?"

"Yes."

She smiled and patted his chest, and said in a sweet voice, "Because you think that if a man is not bad, a woman will not love him. This is your alternative way of pursuing him."

Huo Junyao's mouth twitched, okay, he admitted it.

However, thinking that his wife had once again questioned the issue of "keeping oneself as a jade" just now, the man felt that it was necessary to completely dispel her doubts.

So, he reached out and lifted her delicate chin, and asked with an ambiguous tone: "Baby, do you know that there are other ways for a man to solve that problem besides finding a woman?"

Song Qianying didn't expect that he would suddenly shift to this topic again, and her face, which had just returned to normal, turned red unsatisfactorily.

She scolded him angrily: "Don't talk to me about this topic that is inappropriate for children."

"Ha, are you still a child?"

He grinned, showing his neat white teeth, which were shiny and very beautiful.

"I am the child!"

"Okay, then let me tell you, in the past five years, when necessary, I have always taken photos of you as a child, um, to carry out..."

"Huo Junyao, you're such a pervert! How old was I at that time..."

A certain girl was teased so much that her face was almost bleeding.

"It's quite small."

I thought she was 18 years old, but she was only 17 at the time. Hey!

Just thinking about how he was such a bastard that she got pregnant at the age of 17, Huo Junyao wanted to strangle himself to death.

But, on the other hand, he has no regrets. After all, if he had not had a relationship with her at that time, such a lovely Nini would not exist, and maybe they would not have the fate they have now...

"So you still dare to say that you are not a pervert? You weird uncle is a pedophile!"

Song Qianying picked up her pink fist and hit him on the shoulder a few times. Oh, in front of a photo of her as a girl...

God, she was so embarrassed.

"Pedophilia? Oh, do children have your size?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he grabbed the snow dumpling on one side of her rudely and held it in the palm of his hand.

"Hey, just keep talking, why are you moving your hands and feet again?"

"It sounds nice to say it, but it's better to show it with actions."

"Hey...um..."

The words of protest were completely drowned in his overbearing lips and tongue.

The temperature in the ward gradually rose, and the room was slowly overflowing with beauty.

They kissed inseparably, and Huo Junyao was reluctant to let her go until the knock on the door continued to sound.

Realizing that the gun almost went off, Song Qianying secretly breathed a sigh of relief, thanks to the person who knocked on the door outside.

As for Huo Junyao, his face was obviously much uglier.

After the couple tidied up for a while, Huo Junyao went to open the door.

The person who came was none other than Park Minhui.

After saying hello to Huo Junyao, she suddenly walked to Song Qianying's bed and knelt down with a plop.

-End of this chapter-