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

Things on the table bounced up and down.

Liang Nianhe was already used to it.

It was normal for Si Moli to lose his temper. She would feel horrified if he suddenly became gentle one day.

Outside the door, the housekeeper heard such a loud noise and couldn't help but become worried.

Mr. and Mrs. are not going to quarrel again.

How can this be done.

"I'm making space for you and Liang Jiayun. I don't want to disturb your world." Liang Nianhe replied, "Why doesn't Mr. Si appreciate this?"

Speaking of Liang Jiayun, Si Moli's anger suddenly grew stronger.

Liang Nianhe was still adding fuel to the fire: "My boss was so cruel to me in the car. It's quiet and no one is in the office. Wouldn't it be more convenient for Mr. Si and my sister Jiayun to... have an affair?"

"Say one more word?"

"Young Master Si has a very good ear. I shouldn't need to repeat myself."

Liang Nianhe really didn't want to argue with him. She just wanted to find a quiet place to stay. In addition, she didn't have dinner and was a little weak.

It must be due to hypoglycemia.

"If there's nothing wrong, I'll go back to the room first," Liang Nianhe turned around, "I'm tired and want to rest first. I have to go to work tomorrow."

She is really about to collapse, can you let her go first?

What evil had she done to deserve such a hard life?

Liang Nianhe opened the door to the study room, her face turned pale, and she was already feeling a little dizzy. Si Moli behind him seemed to be saying something, but she couldn't hear it clearly at all.

After taking two steps, her legs went weak, her vision went dark, and she fell straight to the ground.

"Mrs!"

The housekeeper was startled and quickly reached out to help her.

However, Si Moli moved one step faster.

He reached out his hand accurately to catch the limp Liang Nianhe, bent down and picked her up.

But...why is she so light?

Thin and petite, like a feather.

Si Moli ordered: "Call the doctor over."

"Yes."

After the doctor made the diagnosis, he breathed a sigh of relief: "Mrs. Si just fainted due to low blood sugar. She is not serious. Just inject some glucose and she will be fine. Remember to eat on time and supplement nutrition."

Hypoglycemia?

Si Moli frowned. Is this how this woman takes care of herself?

When the housekeeper heard this, he said, "I'll go and ask the kitchen to prepare some food right away."

"Ah."

The infusion bottle hung in mid-air, and the liquid dripped quietly drop by drop.

Si Moli glanced at Liang Nianhe's pale face, stood up and walked to the window.

It was Grandpa's intention that he would marry this woman in the first place, and she was just a chess piece and could be discarded after use.

Unexpectedly, she firmly occupied the position next to him.

Maybe, even without Lin Zhen, he is now a little... reluctant to divorce.

When Liang Nianhe woke up, his throat was dry and itchy, and he was confused: "Where is this..."

"woke up?"

Si Moli turned around and walked slowly to the bed.

Liang Nianhe half-opened his eyes, unable to see clearly, and his vision was blurry. He could only vaguely see someone standing next to him.

"Water, I want to drink water." She licked her dry lips.

Si Moli paused for two seconds and picked up the water glass next to him.

He had never taken care of anyone at all. He was clumsy and had a stern face. He even spilled water from a spoon and wet the quilt.

Fortunately, Liang Nianhe was too dizzy to notice these details.

"Hungry," she muttered again, "so hungry..."

There is steaming porridge on the bedside table. It has cooled down now and the temperature should be just right.

Si Moli picked up the bowl, but soon he realized something was wrong.

Is he serving Liang Nianhe now?