Entering the wrong room, I became pregnant with the twins of the richest man

Song Nianhe smiled softly: "Mom, leave this to me. Don't be angry. Your health is important. If anything happens, I will come to you again. If I don't come to you, it means everything is peaceful and calm."

Lin Zhen looked at her and hesitated to speak.

Nian He is just too sensible, and his character is too easily wronged.

But Nian He and Mo Li can only rely on themselves for their relationship, and others can't help much.

"Okay," Lin Zhen sighed, "If something happens, don't fight alone."

"Yeah, I understand."

Song Nianhe sent Lin Zhen out of the ward, chatted for a few more words, and then returned.

Si Moli always looked at her.

"Why are you looking at me like this?" Song Nianhe asked, "Am I... weird?"

She touched her face first, then looked down at herself.

It doesn't seem like there's anything special about it.

Si Moli asked, "Do you think you are normal?"

"I……"

Song Nianhe didn't even know how to answer.

"Why didn't you leave?" Si Moli asked, "but you sent my mother away."

"I want to take care of you."

"You, take care of me?"

"Yes." Song Nianhe nodded, "Should I leave you alone in the ward? If you want to drink water, eat something, or get something, someone must be around. You can't be asked to do everything by yourself. You My body hasn’t recovered yet.”

Si Moli replied: "Our Si family should be able to afford servants."

What he meant was that Song Nianhe was...

maid.

Song Nianhe bit his lip.

She had known before that Si Moli had a venomous tongue, and he never spared anyone. She had experienced this before.

But as time passed, the relationship became deeper and deeper, and Si Moli never treated her like this again.

She just... gradually forgot about that feeling.

Song Nianhe is the kind of person who heals his scars and forgets the pain, especially in love.

Now that he was fine, Si Moli started to look like before again, and she couldn't bear it.

"I'm not a servant," Song Nianhe replied in a clear voice, "Si Moli, I am the woman you want to marry."

His expression suddenly changed and became gloomy.

Oh, he is the only one who can be angry and angry, and so can she!

Si Moli sat up from the hospital bed, his eyes still falling on her body, looking at her carefully.

His eyes were always sharp and vicious, and Song Nianhe couldn't bear to be stared at by him like this.

However, she couldn't escape.

She could only pretend not to see it, ignore it, and then go do other things.

Clean the table, tidy up the sofa next to you, straighten out the mess, and use these tasks to distract yourself.

However, Si Moli's eyes were always fixed on her and never moved away.

Song Nianhe tried his best to ignore it.

She straightened the pillows on the sofa, stood up, and turned her head, only to find that Si Moli had come behind her.

When did he get out of bed?

Why didn't he make any sound?

"you you……"

Song Nianhe was startled and subconsciously took a step back. His knees hit the sofa and he sat down without being able to stand firmly.

Si Moli looked at her condescendingly.

"Who are you?" Si Moli asked, "What means did you use to make everyone around me stand up for you? Huh?"

"I...I am the me you see." Song Nianhe said, "I am right in front of you, open and aboveboard."

"Are you sure you just saved me?"