The president has nothing left for me

Chapter 1188

"What are you drinking so much for? How old is Wei Huo? How old are you? You are competing with a child, are you naive?" Qin Yu paused in the video. He used to speak politely, restrained and gentle Yes, but today's voice is a little unstable.

It can be seen that he is really anxious.

Jiang Xinzai agreed with Qin Yu's words very much. She wanted to say it just now, but she didn't dare to say it.

Huo Yuan frowned, "Who told you?"

"Don't care who told me, you are going to be a father, and you are so impulsive in doing things, no matter what, how do you let your wife and children follow you with peace of mind? If something happens to you, what will they do?"

"..."

Huo Yuan didn't say a word.

Qin Yu was still chattering over there, saying that he had put his phone aside and was drinking porridge with a bowl in his hand.

Jiang Xin watched anxiously from the side, although it was a bit impolite to say so, but with Huo Yuan's temperament, it was considered polite not to post Qin Yu's video.

Qin Yu talked for a long time before realizing that there was no one in the video, "Where are you?"

Only then did Huo Yuan pick up the phone, "Have you finished?"

Qin Yu: "...Did you listen?"

"Well, let's do this first." Huo Yuan hung up the video and returned the phone to Jiang Xin.

Jiang Xin picked up the phone silently, and she couldn't help but say, "What he said makes a lot of sense."

"Which one?"

"It all makes sense."

Huo Yuan held her hand and touched her belly, "Why don't you stay at home?"

"It's snowing outside."

Huo Yuan turned his head and looked out of the window. The outside was covered in silver, and a heavy snow covered the whole city.

Another winter.

Two days later, Huo Yuan was discharged from the hospital.

Before he was discharged from the hospital, Jiang Xin went to see Wei Huo. Wei Huo was going to be infused for several days. He had a needle in his hand and his face was very pale.

Seeing Jiang Xinlai, he was overjoyed, "Why are you here?"

Jiang Xin put the fruit basket on the table, "I'll come and see you, are you feeling better today?"

Wei Huo said with a smile: "Good morning, the doctor won't let me go out, otherwise I would have been out of the hospital a long time ago."

As he spoke, his eyes fell on her lower abdomen. She was wearing a thick sweater and down jacket, and she could still see the bulge.

"It's so big." Wei Huo felt a little emotional.

For this child, Wei Huo actually didn't know what kind of mentality he was in. It might be because Jiang Xin was with him when he was first conceived, so he didn't feel disgusted with this child at all.

Because it belonged to Jiang Xin, he was looking forward to the birth of the child and wanted to see what the child would look like.

Be gentle and beautiful like her, or a bastard like Huo Yuan.

"Yes." Jiang Xin also touched it, and she could already clearly feel that there was a fresh life inside.

Wei Huo stared blankly at her stomach, and suddenly asked, "Can I be his father?"

"..."

The old Xi coughed beside him.

Wei Huo came back to his senses, and he hurriedly explained, "No, no, I mean, to be his godfather?"

"This......"

Jiang Xin actually had no objection, but Huo Yuan might not be willing.

"Can't Wei Shao even give birth to a child?"

Huo Yuan suddenly appeared at the door, startling everyone in the room, and Jiang Xin was so frightened that his soul almost flew out.

She looked back, Huo Yuan folded his arms, leaning against the door frame, his face was covered with a faint shadow.