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

The next day.

When Zu Qi woke up, Xue Jue next to him was no longer there. There was no residual warmth in the quilt, and it seemed that he had been away for a while.

After sleeping intermittently all night, Zu Qi finally felt that his head was no longer as painful as last night.

He rubbed his eyebrows and sat up from the bed, and unexpectedly found that the luggage placed on the floor had been neatly packed, and the two suitcases were properly leaning against the wall.

Zuqi thought it was Xiaoya who came in to clean up while he was sleeping, so he didn't take it seriously, turned over and got out of bed to wash, and took out the clothes and pants he chose before going to bed last night from the closet and put on it.

Zu Qi himself has no idol baggage, and the cost of eating and wearing after wearing this world depends on Mr. Zhang's arrangements. Now that he doesn't have Xue Wan in his stomach, he wears the clothes of the original owner.

Today is the day when Zu Qi joined the crew, so naturally he can't dress too casually.

He chose a long coat with a dark gray partial suit, but it didn't look too deliberately old-fashioned. It was paired with an off-white turtleneck sweater, and the bottom was a pair of black trousers and customized casual shoes.

Such a dress looks particularly good on the original owner, and Zu Qi looked at the mirror for a while.

Although Zu Qi wanted to take the route of a powerful actor, he had to admit that the original owner's appearance and temperament were very suitable for selling good-looking idols.

The peach blossoms at the corners of the eyes are shining, and the thin lips show a faint pink color. There are no traces of acne marks or spots on the smooth and white skin.

Zu Qi approached the mirror, touched his face, and couldn't help sighing.

Those apples were more powerful than he thought. No wonder Liu Jing would put down the shelf and call him.

Zu Qi checked the suitcases and made sure that all the clothes and daily necessities he had prepared were packed in, before calling Xiao Dengzi, and then pulling two suitcases downstairs.

After breakfast, Xiaoya brought the warm water and cold medicine she had prepared and handed it to Zuqi.

Zuqi took the medicine and remembered that Xiaoya helped him pack his luggage, and while returning the water cup to Xiaoya, he said, "Thank you this morning."

"Huh?" Xiaoya looked dumbfounded.

"You help me pack these things." Zu Qi pointed to the suitcase next to him.

"But I haven't entered your and husband's bedroom." Xiaoya scratched her head questioningly. "Maybe it was your husband who helped you clean up. My husband got up early and went to work in the company."

Zu Qi opened her mouth, a little surprised.

Turning his head and looking at the two suitcases that were packed, he suddenly felt an inexplicable taste.

Looking at Xue Jue's indifferent and cold appearance, I really don't know that he is such a careful person.

I don't know what words to use to describe his feelings at the moment.

Anyway, I feel happy.

At nine o'clock in the morning, Xiao Dengzi was waiting outside the gate of Xue's house. Zu Qi said goodbye to Weng Yuxiang, and looked at Xue Wan, who was sleeping soundly in Weng Yuxiang's arms, suddenly felt very disappointed.

He bowed his head and kissed Xue Wanrou on the cheek.

"Goodbye, son." Zu Qi whispered.

Xue Wan's skin was too tender, and a little hard press would make a piece of it red. Zu Qi kissed like this and immediately reddened most of the little guy's face.

The little guy's closed eyes slowly opened, his two small hands grabbed it out of thin air, and he started crying with his mouth open.

Zu Qi: "..."

Weng Yuxiang quickly patted Xue Wan's back, softly coaxing him for a long time, but no effect was seen. In the end, Zu Qi took the little guy and hugged him for nearly half an hour before putting the troublesome boy to sleep again.

Zu Qi, who was exhausted, finally realized what it means to be self-inflicted and not to live.

By the time Zu Qi got in the car, it was already 9:40. Xiao Dengzi and the driver sent by the company were so bored that they waited boringly and each played with their mobile phones.

"Brother Qi, I greeted Sister Fu yesterday. When we arrive at the destination, we will directly check into the hotel booked by the crew. During the day, it is time for free activities. You can also visit the shooting venue first. In the evening, there will be a dinner and a few directors. The screenwriters and actors will go."

As soon as he set off, Xiao Dengzi began to give an explanation.

Zu Qi nodded, leaning on the seat and closing his eyes to rest.

It takes about three hours to get to the studio from here, enough for him to sleep again.

Before he fell asleep, Zu Qi suddenly felt the phone vibrate in his pocket, and he took out the phone to look at it.

It's a WeChat.

It’s the WeChat from Xue Jue.

Seeing Xue Jue's name, Zu Qi, who was feeling tired just now, immediately sat upright, and the sleepiness lingering in his mind instantly disappeared without a trace.

Clicking on WeChat, Xue Jue sent only three simple words plus a question mark.

have they gone?

Zuqi held the phone in both hands, staring straight at the screen.

He then discovered that Xue Jue's WeChat profile picture was replaced by Xue Wan's photo at some point. Xue Wan in the photo was quiet and well-behaved. His beautiful black eyes were like shiny obsidian, and the little guy grinned straight into the camera.

Zu Qi's feeling of strangeness became stronger and stronger, and his thinking began to diverge uncontrollably.

He thought of the passionate kiss in the dark last night, and he thought of Xue Jue's initiative to help him pack things this morning...

Each thing is like a hot brand, deeply engraved on Zuqi's heart.

He suddenly felt nervous and restrained, and entered a lot of replies into the chat box, and then deleted and deleted them. No matter how he looked at it, he felt that his replies were wrong, either too enthusiastic or too cold, and did not fit his personality.

Xue, in the huge conference room.

Managers of various departments are giving presentations this year on stage. Although the long table in the conference room is full of people, their main object of explanation is Xue Jue sitting at the end of the long table.

Xue Jue is notoriously bad-tempered throughout the company. Whenever the company's interests are involved, he will be rigorous to almost harsh.

Even the beautiful female subordinates who are praised by everyone's stars are not immune. Sometimes women who are scolded by him yell to resign, and then Xue Jue really let them go out of bed...

Almost everyone is afraid of the Yama King Xue Jue.

Of course, this is also the biggest reason why Xue Jue has money, face and ability, and is selected as the top ten golden bachelors in the country every year, but no woman dares to approach him.

At this moment, the atmosphere in the conference room is like a tight string.

Manager Zhang of Sales Department Two is making the final statement. Everyone below looked down at the material in front of him, and didn't even dare to breathe, for fear that Xue Jue's sudden anger might involve the innocent people.

Xue Jue wore a well-tailored suit. He was slightly sideways, with one hand supporting his chin and the other on the table, with his index fingers tapping each other.

In front of him are two sales reports for this year and the latest quarter, and next to him is a mobile phone with the screen always on.

The mobile interface is the chat box between him and Zu Qi. The upper part shows that the other party is typing from time to time, but it has not received a word from Zu Qi for a long time.

Xue Jue constricted his eyes and stared at the phone screen for a moment, his face was cold, his eyebrows frowned slightly.

He was hesitating whether he should post another message, otherwise he would keep watching Zu Qi inputting, and he would be inexplicably irritable.

Manager Zhang on the stage was silently observing Xue Jue's reaction, and seeing that Xue Jue's face was a little ugly, it was as if someone had poured cold water from head to toe, and even the voice of his words began to tremble.

Five minutes later, Xue Jue finally received the news that Zu Qi had carefully polished it.

[Already in the car, Xiao Dengzi came to pick me up, you have to take good care of Xue Wan at home, don't bully him while I am away, or you will look good!

An emoticon pack of a Tusky beating another Tusky was followed.

Xue Jue couldn't help but couldn't help but the corners of his mouth curled up. Taking into account that he was still in the meeting, he calmly covered the corners of his smiling lips with his palm, and replied to Zu Qi's news with his other hand.

[It is you, not me, who often makes thousands of people cry.

Zuqi sent Tusky over his ears and shaking his head frantically, followed by a string of crazy words.

[I don’t listen, I don’t listen, I don’t listen.

Xue Jue was helpless, so angry and funny, thinking that Zu Qi was still so naive, he was already the child's father, but he had not changed at all.

[I put cold medicine in your black suitcase, remember to take the medicine on time, pay attention to your physical condition at any time, don’t get sick and don’t know what happened...]

Speaking of these words, Xue Jue couldn't help but start nagging.

He always feels that Zu Qi doesn't understand anything, even if he wants to, Zu Qi has just reached twenty, and he is a half-year-old child, eleven or twelve years younger than him.

As the saying goes, there is a generation gap at the age of three and four generation gaps between them.

I didn't expect this aspect to be okay, but now I remember that for the first time in his life Xue Jue doubted whether he was old or not. As soon as Zu Qi ran to the second, he had already rushed around.

Xue Jue felt more and more unbelievable as he thought about it, and even later saw Zu Qi send a thank you for helping him pack up his luggage, he was not happy at all.

Xue Jue was not in a good mood here, and Manager Zhang, who was still explaining there, fell directly into the ice cave.

It's over, it's over...

Mr. Xue never left his department's report.

And Mr. Xue's expression looks ugly, his brows are almost knotted...

It’s just the peace before the storm...

In fact, it's not just Manager Zhang who thinks so. Other people in the conference room are also frightened. Based on their usual understanding of Mr. Xue, Mr. Xue's attitude at the moment is definitely a precursor to the volcanic eruption.

So a group of people worked harder to report and summarize their work.

It is a pity that Xue Jue did not hear a word during the whole journey.

After finally getting through to the meeting, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, Xue Jue also secretly breathed a sigh of relief, got up and left the meeting room as quickly as possible, then returned to the office, turned on the computer, and searched for a beauty salon that provides men’s care...

At the same time, the outside is already in dire straits.

The gossip about Xue Jue’s dissatisfaction with this year’s performance spread quickly throughout the company. All employees were in danger, and they worked hard for fear of being laid off by the company.

So when it came to the end of get off work at six o'clock in the afternoon, no one left their posts early.

When Xue Jue walked out of the office when he was off work, there was a sound of typing on the keyboard one after another in the office area. Even the next meeting room was occupied by two groups, and the new project was still being discussed intensely.

Xue Jue: "..."

After a daze, he originally planned to visit the beauty salon and returned to the office in silence, turned on the computer, and continued working.

When everyone outside saw this, they were relieved at the same time.

Sure enough, their guess was correct. Mr. Xue not only considered layoffs, but also tried them by pretending to be off work.

Fortunately they are smart.