"Damn, this guy is so evil. Every time he makes a deal with us, he will use a little bit of information to manipulate us. He is so evil!"

Lu Ziyan asked himself, even if he faced Jiang Jincheng's cunning tactics, he might not be able to escape unscathed.

"I won't be blinded by Jiang Jincheng next time. Fortunately, he didn't say he wanted to take me mountain climbing, otherwise you wouldn't be able to see me this year." He shook his shoulders, then got into Huo Muchen's passenger seat.

"But please take me to your house to have dinner!"

Huo Muchen saw Lu Ziyan fastening his seat belt humbly, his eyebrows were tightly knitted, his voice was cold, and he spoke clearly every word: "Go sit in the back."

"Why?"

"You're sitting in Xiaoci's seat!"

"..."

Facing the man's murderous and threatening gaze, Lu Ziyan took the initiative to sit in the back seat and huddled in the corner, trying to reduce his presence as much as possible.

Huo Mu cast a sideways glance at the co-pilot, and the calmed emotions surged up again. The atmosphere in the car became more and more solemn, and a strong irritability surged in his chest.

He started the engine and stepped on the accelerator. The hands of the watch almost popped out of the dial.

The car rushed onto the highway and rushed back to Chao Mu Home.

In less than half an hour, Huo Muchen came back.

Lu Ziyan, who was sitting in the back seat, hadn't eaten yet and was almost vomiting when he arrived at Chaomuju.

He held the car door and retched before he could get out, when he heard Huo Muchen's faint warning: "If you dare to vomit it out, I will let you eat it back."

"..."

Lu Ziyan swallowed a mouthful of cold air in shock.

He followed Huo Muchen back to the villa and saw Song Zhi nestled on the sofa, still playing games. Song Ci was nowhere to be seen. He asked coldly: "Where is your sister?"

"I don't know. She just finished eating and went back upstairs. She may still be sleeping. Brother-in-law, why did you come back so quickly? I thought it would take you a long time!"

Song Zhi answered innocently.

Huo Muchen's dark eyes were deep and bright, suppressing all kinds of anger. When he looked at Song Zhi, his eyes looked complicated and gloomy. A thick haze had enveloped the entire air around the two of them.

Song Zhi was scared.

"She's fine. I won't settle a score with you. If anything happens to her, I'll kill you!"

Huo Muchen squeezed his shoulders and controlled the force, but he could hear the sound of cracking bones by his ears.

He stared at Song Zhi for a few seconds, slowly let go of his shoulders, turned around and walked upstairs.

Opening the door, there was a small bulge on the bed, motionless.

Huo Muchen walked over in twos and twos and lifted the quilt. Song Ci's face was very pale, and she was covering her stomach. It seemed that she had been disturbed from sleeping. As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw Huo Muchen, and mist instantly condensed in her eyes.

At first glance, I feel so wronged!

She reached out to Huo Muchen and bit her lip: "Hug."

Huo Muchen quickly reached out his hand, but did not dare to hug Song Ci too hard. He probed her forehead with one hand and found that she did not have a fever.

"What's wrong? Who bullied you?"

"My stomach hurts." Song Ci lay on his shoulder and said weakly.

Huo Muchen's heart skipped a beat and he shouted outside: "Call the doctor!"

Lu Ziyan was so frightened that he quickly brought the family doctor over and said to Huo Muchen, "The family doctor will be here soon."

Huo Muchen's most precious little ancestor is sick!

Huo Muchen lowered his head to look at Song Ci, who was a little exhausted, and coaxed softly: "What's wrong? What did you eat?"

"I missed you. I didn't see you when I woke up. Where have you been?" Song Ci was particularly fragile after falling ill. She would not let go of Huo Muchen. She had to admit that she was really spoiled by Huo Muchen.

.

Without Huo Muchen, she could only survive, but her quality of life would definitely plummet.

She now knows how good Huo Muchen is. Huo Muchen usually squeezes the toothpaste and mouthwash for her before she gets up, and prepares everything she eats.

Without Huo Muchen, there really was no one to prepare a hot breakfast for her, and there was no one to even coax her.

The more Song Ci thought about it, the more aggrieved he became, and he cried when he felt aggrieved.

When she cried, Huo Muchen felt uncomfortable.

He was only gone for a few hours in total, and the little thing was so pitiful!

"What's wrong? Song Zhi bullied you?"

"without."

She shook her head and stayed in Huo Muchen's arms, refusing to come out.

The family doctor almost flew over, carrying a medicine box and ran up sweating profusely, "Master Huo, let Mrs. Huo lie down first and check whether there is any condition in her body."

"Um."

Huo Muchen would not embarrass the doctor. He picked up the skin on the back of the little girl's neck and pulled her out of his arms reluctantly: "Be good, come out and let the doctor check you out."

"No."

"No nonsense!"

"You are cruel to me!"

"I don't."

Huo Muchen sighed, took off his shoes, went to bed, supported Song Ci, and asked the doctor to check her belly first.

The doctor did an examination and breathed a sigh of relief. "Mrs. Huo's gastrointestinal condition is not very good. From now on, she will try to eat three meals on time. She has not eaten breakfast and lunch, and she has eaten cold food. It is inevitable that her gastrointestinal disharmony will occur."

"Well, she is pregnant, will it have any impact on the child?"

"Drink hot water first, nourish her body, let the kitchen prepare some mild food to nourish her stomach, and lie in bed for a few days. Even if Mrs. Huo is pregnant, she can do some exercise to strengthen her body. Her constitution is a bit weak."

Song Ci was tortured to a great extent in her early years, and she was given a lot of nerve-damaging drugs in her body. It is normal for her to be weak.

The doctor couldn't give Song Ci medicine, so he could only prescribe Chinese medicine to relieve Song Ci's stomach.

Huo Muchen asked the doctor to settle down in the guest room in Chaomu Juli first, so that he could be on call if there was any problem.

When there were only two people left in the room, Huo Muchen's knuckled hands showed blue veins, but his voice was still gentle as he asked: "Baby, tell me, no one warmed you the breakfast I prepared for you this morning?"

Song Ci shook his head.

"Okay, okay, baby, I'll go out and make some Chinese medicine for you. You wait here for me for a while."

Huo Muchen tried to get out of bed, but Song Ci pulled him back, "No, I don't want you to leave me."

"I'll just go out for a while."

If he doesn't go out, he will really lose control of his temper.

Jiang Jincheng threatened him with Song Ci's painful memories, but Song Zhi was also useless!

"No, I don't want you to leave me." Song Ci huddled in his arms, not daring to exercise vigorously for fear of affecting the baby, and said intermittently: "I didn't know before that I couldn't take care of myself after I left you for a while, but now

You know what a little waste I am, I can’t even take care of myself without you.”

Her body trembled slightly, her slender fingers grasped the shirt in front of his chest, and she looked up at Huo Muchen's flawless handsome face, "Both the baby and I need you, you can't leave."

"Well, I won't leave, I'll be by your side."

Huo Muchen smoothed her frowned eyebrows with his fingers, lowered his head and kissed her, "Don't worry, I won't leave you even half a step in the future."
Chapter completed!