He Is Warmer Than Time

A month later, Cao Ma simmered a pot of pork rib soup. Shen Mengfang felt a little nauseous when she smelled it. She didn't take it seriously at first, but felt that her stomach was upset.

When her menstrual period was postponed for a week, she suddenly panicked. She thought, after taking the pill, shouldn't it happen?

But in order to feel at ease, she went to the hospital with Cao Ma on her back. After the examination, she suddenly became a little flustered and became pregnant. Just one time, she really won the lottery.

This is how to do?

She went home in a panic. Cao Ma cooked the ribs soup again as usual. Shen Mengfang immediately rushed into the bathroom after smelling the smell. After vomiting, she saw Cao Ma standing outside.

She was a little panicked, wiped her mouth, with an embarrassed expression: "Cao...Cao Ma, what are you doing here?"

Madam Cao said concerned: "What's wrong with you? Why did you throw up? Is your stomach upset?"

Shen Mengfang waved his hand: "It's okay, maybe I ate something unclean outside, Mom Cao, I will not stew the meaty soup like rib soup in the future. I like to eat lighter ones."

Mother Cao nodded: "Okay, let's get some vegetable tofu soup tomorrow."

"Ok."

After Shen Mengfang calmed down, she ran outside to call Zhao Mingyi. In the canteen, her voice was very low, and she said to the people on the other side: "I don't know how to do it, I am pregnant."

Zhao Mingyi: "Did you take medicine?"

"Take it, the medicine doesn't work well."

Zhao Mingyi looked solemn and quickly calculated in his mind that if he took the risk to let Shen Mengfang take the child back to the Song family, then the child would be born later, and if Song Guoqing found out, he would get divorced, similar to the current situation.

If the sword goes slanting forward, the child succeeds in concealing the sky and gets Song Guoqing's approval, then he will have no worries.

As far as he is concerned, there is no loss in this plan. The child is his, and Shen Mengfang will definitely listen to him. His son will grow up and can inherit the Song family's property.

It seems that the heavens favored him.

He calmly told Shen Mengfang about his plan. Of course, he only thought about the various benefits of giving birth to Shen Mengfang.

Shen Mengfang asked, "But... but Lao Song doesn't come, how can I count this child on his head? He is not stupid. He hasn't touched me for a few months, and I suddenly ran over. Tell him that I am pregnant with his child. Isn't that a case of death?"

Zhao Mingyi looked a little embarrassed: "Well, the most difficult thing is to get Song Guoqing to where you live. As long as he goes, you will try your best to keep him, preferably drunk."

Shen Mengfang sighed, "I called him last time, but he didn't answer it. I don't have anything at all."

Zhao Mingyi calmed down and said, "Don't worry, let me find a way, let me come."

A week later, on the weekend again, Song Ran saw her father go downstairs, and hurriedly stopped him enthusiastically: "Dad, I want to go to the factory with you today."

Song Guoqing: "What's fun in the factory?"

Song Ran smiled and said: "The uncles and uncles in your factory are usually good to me. I was admitted to college. You patronized your business friends and didn't ask others to come to gather together. I want to go there and meet them. Have a meal together or something."

Song Guoqing nodded, yes, her daughter was admitted to Fuguang, and indeed she should be taken to the factory to shake her head. This is also a good thing to make her face bright.