Love the good night from now on

Yi Nan is like a high wall made of blue and white porcelain.

Want to crash but afraid of crashing and losing money.

It feels exaggerated and unsightly if it doesn't hit.

I really don't know what evil I did in my previous life.

After the consultation in the afternoon, the doctors made a plan for Tuanzi. In order to protect his motor nerves and bone condition, the operation will be performed three times.

I don't know much about medicine, but seeing Yi Nan's serious face, I would interject a sentence or two from time to time: "Is there any drug that is safer than propofol? I have to screen for other auxiliary drugs."

After making a plan, I let out a long breath, and then remembered to tell Chengguang that he was safe.

I held up my phone and hid in the bathroom, said a few words and came out after washing my hands, only to find Yi Nan blocking the door, staring at me with eagle eyes.

"What, what are you doing!"

Yi Nan glanced at my mobile phone and said flatly, "Xiao Pang wants to eat milk."

I hastily avoided him and ran towards Tuanzi's room.

After feeding the dumpling, the dumpling was already drowsy under the influence of the medicine.

At this time, Cynthia walked over, rarely taking any documents.

She was wearing a black hip-covering skirt that has remained unchanged for thousands of years, with her arms crossed on her chest, just like her immediate boss, Yi Nan, looking down at me from above.

"Yao Suisui." Her eyes were malicious: "I didn't expect you to be such a ruthless character."

I didn't like her tone very much. I couldn't lose my temper in front of Tuanzi. I just got up and said in a low voice with a smile: "My son is asleep now, I hope you keep your voice down."

Cynthia shrugged and lowered her voice, "When did you give birth to Mr. Yi's son?"

?

what?
You made a mistake, ma'am!

She must have heard the conversation between Yi Nan and the attending doctor, and since Yi Nan moved his office to the Shanghai Hospital, she instinctively told her that the child was related to Yi Nan.

You can wrongly accuse me of being Yi Nan's underground lover.

But I can't wrong my lovely dumpling.

So I said: "You misunderstood, this is my son, it has nothing to do with Yi Nan."

"Irrelevant?" Cynthia raised one eyebrow and muttered to herself: "Although the eyes, nose and mouth haven't opened yet, they are exactly the same as Mr. Yi."

She hooked her lips and smiled wickedly: "And I just saw that your child's blood type is the same as Mr. Yi's."

This time, it was my turn to lose my mind, and I tentatively asked, "Where did you see that?"

Cynthia pointed to the test report on the bedside: "Here, your son is type AB. So is Mr. Yi."

She raised her eyebrows at me meaningfully: "Mr. Yi's annual physical examination report is collected by me, and I will not remember it wrong."

I lowered my eyes, sunken my eyeballs deeply into their sockets, and then the memory flashed back to Melbourne two years ago.

I drank a whole bottle of champagne and passed out.

The second I fell, I took off a man's shirt.

I kissed him, leaned on him and murmured: "Ning Yuan, why are you so difficult?"

My body seems to have been pulled out of the muscles and bones. I get up and fall down, fall down and get up again.
The man's movements were very reckless, and he also looked like a novice.

In pain, I seemed to bite his chest.
Then I laughed outright, feeling the thrill of finally succeeding.

I can really feel the warmth of my blood.

That night really happened.

It's just that I can't see people's faces vaguely printed in my mind.

Or, two faces.
not.
So far in my memory, I artificially made it clear, yes, in the morning after the alcohol dissipated, I clearly saw Chengguang lying beside me.

I was lying naked beside Yuan Chengguang.

can't be wrong
So I retracted my memory, opened my eyes, and raised my lips slightly: "I think you have watched too many Korean TV dramas, and my son has nothing to do with Mr. Yi."

Cynthia shrugged her shoulders: "alright. I just saw that Mr. Yi really takes special care of you. You have to know that the Yuanyou Group has encountered big troubles recently, and he still has the heart to come to Shanghai to accompany your mother and son to see a doctor."

I said, "He's trying to atone for his fiancée."

"You said that the surname is An?" Cynthia became interested: "She has more means than you. The night she seduced Mr. Yi, I was the one who picked Mr. Yi up."

Cynthia leaned close to my ear and whispered to me: "President Yi was drugged by her, tell me, can a drugged man get hard?"

I was surprised: "Prescribe medicine? Yi Nan knows?"

"Of course I don't know!" Cynthia smiled slyly: "Miss An gave me a hush money, so I helped her. I heard that she also had a miscarriage because of your son?"

Cynthia moved her stiff neck: "Ghost knows whose child it is."

I widened my eyes and approached her: "Why didn't you tell Yi Nan that you were hurting him."

Cynthia looked at me for a long time, and then burst out laughing: "Do you believe me?"

I froze.

"I made it up, it's fine, I'm tired, I went to the hotel to rest."

Cynthia shook her finger at me: "If you have the opportunity to teach me how to give birth, I also want to give birth to Mr. Yi's son."

I was full of nausea.

After Cynthia left, her jokes played back and forth in my head over and over again.

If it weren't for the mischievous look on her face later, I might have really believed it.

only.
I'm now like three days hungry and half full.

If you don't settle the delicacy in front of you, you may not be able to sleep.

So I went to Yi Nan's temporary office and knocked on the door.

Yi Nan was looking at the laptop with his brows furrowed.

He didn't look up.

I asked, "Well, what blood type are you?"

Yi Nan answered me without thinking too much: "AB."

I said "oh" a few times and backed out.

He quickly took out his mobile phone and sent Chengguang a WeChat message.

Not long after, Chengguang's message came.

I don't know whether to be disappointed or relieved.

I looked at the word "AB" on the screen, and smiled slowly to myself.

Yao Suisui, oh Yao Suisui, didn't you expect that you didn't sleep with the wrong person back then?
It's a done deal, do you still want to go upstream to borrow arrows on a straw boat?
Stop wrestling with the impossible.

Be Yao Duoduo's mother and Yuan Chengguang's wife well.