Prenatal checkup!
Who?
The boss?
Caught off guard, Tang Ze’s gaze instinctively shifted to the boss’s abdon, then, feeling it rude, quickly looked away.
"The others don’t know yet, rember to keep it a secret," Shi Lan ntioned casually.
When Tang Ze left the office, he was still pondering. He was truly moved—An Lan’s suicide attempt at the hospital was still vivid in his mind, but now, the boss was about to beco a mother. Although it was a natural progression, thinking about An Lan, who had left this world for good, Tang Ze couldn’t help but sigh. But this, after all, was fate’s kindest arrangent.
After all, the boss was continuing the precious life of An Lan.
In the afternoon, Shi Lan left Peak and got into Yan Shixiu’s Cullinan. The couple went to the hospital for the scheduled prenatal checkup, and this ti, the head of the hospital was all smiles: "It seems that if the mother is happy, the baby grows strong and healthy. However, I didn’t expect that what Mada likes best is her work."
"Is the baby’s position still low?" Shi Lan asked as she adjusted her clothing.
"It’s slowly moving up, appears to be very healthy, all in the normal range. Congratulations to both of you, the baby is now very stable," the head of the hospital explained while looking at the ultrasound results. "Next, Mada just needs regular checkups, maintain a pleasant state of mind, pay attention to a balanced diet, and rember not to overexert yourself."
"Thank you, Doctor,"
"You’re welco."
From the mont Yan Shixiu entered the hospital, he was incessantly observing the head of the hospital.
Compared to the past attentiveness, this ti the doctor was appropriately distant, not as enthusiastic as before.
Perhaps, he was overthinking it.
After the prenatal checkup, Yan Shixiu left with Shi Lan. At that mont, the woman, who had been smiling, suddenly turned cold, and sent another ssage to the mysterious person: "From now on, I’ll proceed with the plan in my own way, this couple is not easy to deal with, I get distracted by your constraints, now, I need their trust."
Mysterious person: "Agreed."
...
On the way back, Shi Lan sensed Yan’s nervousness and subconsciously pinched the palm of his hand.
"If it’s nothing, why does it have the decisive Yan of the business world so anxious?"
Yan Shixiu gazed at Shi Lan, then pulled her into his arms, and whispered in her ear, "The doctor said, it’s stable."
"So what?" the boss pressed.
"Don’t you want it?"
His whisper was still low, but now laced with heat and ambiguity.
Shi Lan’s ears felt ticklish, and even more so her heart.
"Xun Yinghua, speed up!"
Yan believed that nothing reassured more than action. Moreover, he desperately wanted to feel the warmth of the person in his arms. Of course, during pregnancy, they couldn’t go too far, they could only have a taste of sweetness, but not too much.
The young mistress was more sensitive than usual, and after their joy, what followed was a lingering sense of loss.
She reached out for more, but Yan caught her wrist: "Shi Lan, I’m going crazy holding back."
Hearing Yan’s warning, the boss finally pulled back her hand, aware the joke had gone too far, and imdiately let him go take a cold shower.
When Yan Shixiu erged from the bathroom, Shi Lan was already asleep, clutching his pillow as if only in this way could she feel secure.
Carrying the coolness from his shower, Yan waited until his body ward up before lying next to the young mistress, scooping her into his arms, and kissed her shoulder, "This is killing ."
With the familiar embrace, Shi Lan slept deeply.
She rarely dread, but this ti, she dread of An Lan.
As the girl lay on the hospital’s resuscitation table, her hands wrapped in thick bandages, she seed numb to pain, her mind fixated on a singular thought—she had finally been liberated.
About his brother, about the company, about the cyber-bullying, and about that person.
If there’s a next life, she doesn’t want to be human; all her efforts to love were but a fleeting dream.
Shi Lan felt like a wandering soul, witnessing the girl’s passing, then, a familiar voice suddenly ca from above her head, calling her na with utmost restraint.
Shi Lan woke up to find the person who should have been by her side missing. She put on her shoes and got out of bed, then saw the man in pajamas in the study.
Shi Lan quietly walked over and hugged him from behind, "Why aren’t you sleeping yet?"
"I was taking care of so work late at night so that I can spend more ti watching over you during the day," Yan Shixiu said.
"Uncle Yan."
"Hmm?" Yan Shixiu replied softly.
"I love you."
Hearing these three words, Yan Shixiu’s originally sharp facial features softened a lot. He patted the back of Shi Lan’s hand and said, "I know."
Between them, to speak of love was too superficial.
"Since you know, then face everything with . I used to handle things on my own, recklessly, without thinking of the consequences. Now that you’re by my side, I am still , boldly moving forward, fearless. We are one as a couple, in life and in death."
"Okay."
One word encompassed it all.
Shi Lan was like a vast container, capable of storing all his insecurities and fears.
After the heartfelt words, President Yan turned around, drew her into his embrace, and then kissed her lips, only this ti without any desire.
...
The next day, news ca from the "Death" crew: Deng Cong had decided to have everyone screen test for the male lead’s role. It seed he had heard the collective desire of all the actors, who felt the chanic simply wasn’t suited for the part. Everyone was eagerly discussing the afternoon’s screen test, and they didn’t hesitate to mock Xi Cheng right in front of him.
"So, you see, not everyone is cut out to be an actor. Everyone has their place, right, Brother Cheng?" Qiao Yihan sat opposite Xi Cheng and mocked, "At least we got to know each other. When you leave, I’ll co to see you off."
"No need," Xi Cheng refused emotionlessly.
Because you won’t get the chance.
"Co on, you don’t have to feel so down. At least you’ve lived the dream of being a star once, right? Go back, try hard, and who knows? Maybe one day, sothing like this will co your way again?"
The crowd couldn’t help but laugh, as it seed utterly obvious to them that as soon as Deng Cong opened up the male lead role for auditions, soone else would be cast.
But Perry didn’t see it that way at all.
Because he knew An Lan well, he knew she wasn’t soone who acted rashly, so he didn’t believe Xi Cheng would be replaced.
If An Lan wanted a better actor, she wouldn’t have chosen him from the start.
This group was still too immature.
"Perry, for this afternoon’s screen test, I won’t give you the opportunity," Qiao Yihan thought Xi Cheng had been ridiculed enough and now aid her verbal guns at Perry.
"There’s no need for you to give it to , because I won’t be participating, and spare myself the embarrassnt."
Qiao Yihan thought Perry was referring to failing in front of him, so he puffed up and said, "You don’t need to be so afraid."
In fact, what Perry ant was, the one who would be embarrassed in the end would be Qiao Yihan.
"Then let wish you success in advance. Oh, and I heard Sister An Lan will be there this afternoon, so make sure to perform well. I’ll cheer for you!"
When Perry finished his sentence, he distinctly felt like Sister Xiaojin and the others during the filming of "Senior Traveler," brimming with a smug sense of superiority.
After all, a big shot never disappoints.
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