I’m Pregnant With a Wealthy Old Man’s Child

Among the surprise faces of a group of people, Zu Qi found that Heng Jingchen, who had not been seen for a long time, was there, with a bright smile on his beautiful baby face.

"Xiaozu wakes up? Time to get up to work."

Zu Qi: "..." What I really want to do.

"What kind of work? Xiaoqi has just finished the operation, and can't have time to go to work!" Weng Yuxiang, who doesn't understand the internet jokes, took Hengjingchen's words seriously and immediately retorted, "With me here, no one I want to urge Xiaoqi to go to work."

Upon seeing this, Heng Jingchen waved his hand quickly and smiled embarrassedly: "Auntie, you misunderstood, I'm kidding."

Moreover, Zu Qi had long been refrigerated by Zhou Yan and his brokerage company. Even if he is eager to go back to check in and go to work now, there is nothing for him to do, Heng Jingchen thought secretly.

Just after thinking about this, Heng Jingchen suddenly remembered one thing, and said: "By the way, the casting time for "The Palace Wall" is almost over. I will help you to talk to the assistant director and wait until your health is better. Just go for a trial."

"The Wall of the Palace" is a big IP film produced by Baiguangjian Company. The original work has a lot of popularity on the Internet, and it is also a bloody pastry for many actors.

Before, Bai Guangjian promised to Zuqi that he would give him the role of the second male number, and he mentioned it many times on the phone later.

Originally, Zu Qi planned to talk to Heng Jingchen, but later, considering that Bai Guangjian specifically instructed him not to be too loud, he gave up this plan.

Anyway, Bai Guangjian said that Zuqi still had to go to the interview place for a cutscene, whether Heng Jingchen knew it did not make much difference.

Zu Qi nodded lightly, trying to open her mouth to speak, but found that her mouth was so dry that she could only make a few dry syllables.

"Water..." Zu Qi said with difficulty.

Housekeeper Zhang quickly turned around and poured a cup of warm water. Xiaoya and Heng Jingchen stood nervously beside the bed. Weng Yuxiang took the cup of water and used a cotton swab to moisten Zuqi's dry lips with a small amount of water.

Weng Yuxiang was very patient in taking care of others. Until Zu Qi felt his throat feel better, he handed the water glass to Steward Zhang, smiling gently and said to Zu Qi: "I let the servant boil rice soup at home and bring it to the hospital, you Would you like to drink it now or wait a while?"

Zu Qi was hurting all over, and there was an indescribable swelling sensation in the wound on his abdomen.

He shook his head weakly, his eyes swept across the few people guarding the bed, and he did not find Xue Jue's figure.

"Where is Xue Jue?"

Before the people on the bed could answer, Xue Jue's cold voice sounded from another corner of the room: "I am here."

Soon, the long figure of Xue Jue appeared in Zu Qi's sight, and the steward Zhang and Heng Jingchen standing on both sides gave up their positions quietly, and Xue Jue went straight to the hospital bed.

Only then did Zu Qi see clearly that Xue Jue was still holding a baby wrapped up like a zongzi in his arms, but from the angle where Zu Qi was lying down, the baby's face was not visible.

"Oh, the child is already asleep, can't you just rest for a while? I don't feel sore after holding it for two hours." Weng Yuxiang stared at the baby, her eyes were almost green, and she was about to take over the baby. "Let me hug the baby, I was snatched by you in less than five minutes."

I didn't know that as soon as Weng Yuxiang's hand stretched out, Xue Jue dodged and avoided it.

"He doesn't want to be held by you, he will cry." Xue Jue said in a chilly voice, gently protecting the child's head with one hand.

Hearing this, Weng Yuxiang jumped with anger, and pointed at Xue Jue angrily: "How can you be a son like this? Can't I, a grandmother, want to hug my grandson?"

Xue Jue raised his eyebrows: "No, I haven't held enough."

"In the future, you will have the opportunity to hold your child. Why should you rush at this moment? Let me hold it first." Seeing that the unsuccessful Weng Yuxiang began to induce.

However, the hard-hearted Xue Jue didn't eat it, and as a child protects sugar, he resolutely protects the baby in his arms: "If I say no, I can't."

Weng Yu's fragrance knot: "You are unfilial!"

Xue Jue snorted and turned his head to ignore Weng Yuxiang.

Others watched dumbfoundingly at the mother and son, you come and go to fight for the right to belong to the child.

In fact, Xue Jue and Weng Yuxiang had fought countless wars of words during the five or six hours that Zu Qi was sleeping.

It's a pity that Weng Yuxiang's lack of combat power, she can't even say that Xue Jue is invulnerable, so the child was firmly held in Xue Jue's arms from start to finish, Weng Yuxiang pitifully touched it for three or four minutes, almost looking through the autumn water.

Even after Zuqi listened to Xiaoya's joking narration, he felt that Xue Jue was too domineering, and he was not a peerless treasure. As for the baby, is it like that?

Maybe after four or five years, that little boy will grow up into a bear kid that everyone shuns.

Zu Qi looked at the baby in Xue Jue's arms, and a very strange feeling suddenly poured out of his heart. He could hardly imagine that Cui Junzhuo took the child out of his stomach.

It clearly looks so small, why can he hold his stomach so big...

"Ten million." Zu Qi shouted hoarsely.

Xue Jue was taken aback for a moment, seeming to be a little puzzled. Others did not understand the meaning of the word Zuqi.

Xiaoya, who only knows the second, said quickly: "It must be the name given to the young master by his wife. The wife should want to see the young master."

Heng Jingchen couldn't help laughing: "Ten million? Why did you take this name? Is it because your son is worth ten million?"

Zu Qi: "..."

He wanted to say that Heng Jingchen was right, but in a blink of an eye, Xue Jue, who was thinking of something, gradually turned gloomy, and had to swallow back what he said.

"This name is my advice to my child, always remind him to cherish life and beware of villains." Zu Qi said nonsense weakly.

Heng Jingchen suddenly realized that, he immediately reduced his smile, and said with emotion: "Xiaozu, you are really a good father."

Zu Qi: "..."

Xue Jue did not speak, only a very disdainful hum from his nostrils, obviously not believing Zu Qi's seemingly serious rhetoric.

However, when he became angry, Xue Jue moved the child carefully and gently to put the child in front of Zu Qi.

The newborn baby is not good-looking. A small face is wrinkled like a freshly peeled orange, his skin is black and red, his small eyes are closed tightly, and his hands are clenched into fists on his chest.

Just a few poking hairs on the head look decent.

Although Zu Qi had been mentally prepared in advance, she suddenly couldn't bear the monkey-like appearance of her son.

It's too ugly!

Zu Qi thought so in his heart, and the expression on his face was truly reflected, and even his mouth said honestly: "It's ugly."

Xue Jue said unhappy: "You are ugly."

Zuqi reflexively shot back: "You are uglier."

"You are the ugliest." Xue Jue at this time couldn't hear anyone say anything about his precious son, even if the object was his son's other father.

So Xue Jue picked up the children angrily, and took two steps back to let Zu Qi see them, and at the same time refuted: "You are the ugliest of us."

Zu Qi was speechless: "You are not childish."

Heng Jingchen added silently: "You are also naive."

Zu Qi: "..."

In the end, Cui Junzhuo's arrival broke the awkward atmosphere. After checking Zu Qi with a blank face, he turned his eyes to the little bit in Xue Jue's arms, and the expression on the whole face became especially soft in an instant.

"The little guy knew when he was born, and he was willing to calm down in his father's arms." Cui Junzhuo cautiously poked the small hand that was clenched into a fist with his index finger, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Isn't it?" Xue Jue couldn't hide the pride in his tone, "My son is as smart as I am."

Cui Junzhuo smiled and said, "The little guy also looks like his cousin. It seems that he will be a handsome little guy who will fascinate thousands of girls in the future."

After chatting for a few words, Cui Junzhuo turned his gaze to Zuqi who was resting in bed. In the blink of an eye, his expression returned to the original indifference. It's better to get out of bed and walk around from time to time, which is more conducive to wound healing. You can be discharged after the time check is no problem."

The housekeeper Zhang and Xiao Ya hurriedly responded, and carefully recorded Cui Junzhuo's words with their mobile phones.

After the exhortation, Cui Junzhuo looked at the sleeping baby in the swaddle with a smile on his face for a while before being called away by the nurse.

Heng Jingchen looked sighed, and leaned in Zu Qi's ear and asked softly, "Who is that doctor? He seems to know Mr. Xue very well, and he seems to be a little hostile to you..."

Zu Qi said tiredly: "A face-changing performer in Sichuan opera who was delayed by the medical industry."

Heng Jingchen laughed out loud.

After sitting for another half an hour, Heng Jingchen, who was urged by his agent, was about to leave. Before leaving, he repeatedly asked Zu Qi to read the script when he was free, and it was best to figure out the role he was auditioning for.

"This time, the director and producer personally selected people. I heard that Bai Guangjian, the chairman of Huayi Production Company, is also here. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. You have to hurry up and perform well."

Zu Qi: "...Okay, don't worry."

So Heng Jingchen left uneasy. As a result, he only walked for less than half an hour. Bai Guangjian, carrying a large pile of supplements, knocked on the door of the ward with a smile.

Now that he has cured insomnia and has thick black hair, Bai Guangjian looks radiant and younger and younger. He took time out of his busy schedule to visit Zuqi in the hospital, and lowered his voice to promise: "I have already It’s done, take it easy, we just have to go through a cutscene when that happens."

Zu Qi thanked: "I will do my best."

Bai Guangjian hurriedly waved his hand: "You should take a good rest. It doesn't matter if you don't read the script, it doesn't matter anyway, you can play as you like during the audition."

Zu Qi: "..."

I don't know if Heng Jingchen would cry on the spot when he heard Bai Guangjian's words.

After Bai Guangjian left, many people came to visit with valuables one after another. Of course, these people did not come for Zuqi, they can hope to catch up with Xue Jue. words.

It's a pity that Xue Jue, who was a new dad, was obsessed with holding a baby and couldn't help himself. He didn't want to listen to those people talking about work matters. At first, he would respond a few perfunctorily, and then he would not speak with a cold face.

Upon seeing this, those people had to put down their gifts and left dingy.

Xue Jue felt upset and directly ordered Mr. Zhang to reject all those who came to visit.

Steward Zhang responded, turned around and walked outside. Unexpectedly, he opened the door, but almost ran into someone standing outside quietly.

"Ah! Sorry..." The man took two steps back quickly.

Steward Zhang helped Xue Jue on the Internet. He naturally knew this young man who was holding a bouquet of flowers cringing. He couldn't help but his eyes became cold, and he asked in a deep voice, "What are you doing?"

Tang Moning pressed her lips in embarrassment, and subconsciously pinched the bouquet in his hand with ten fingers. He blushed, and then screamed, "I'm coming to visit Zu Qi."