"Shu Shu, it's my fault."

Ling Bei rested his chin on Nan Zishu's head, his voice seemed to be choked with sobs: "I will still take care of you from now on."

"I'll be fine."

"I shouldn't have let others do it for me, I'm sorry."

Nan Zishu raised his head from his arms, his eyes covered with a thin layer of mist: "You... know everything?"

"They all told the truth."

There was a hint of coldness in Ling Bei's eyes.

Nan Zishu had no doubt that Ling Bei could get the truth out of those two people.

After all, what they said was that Ling Bei was the president of Shiyang Group and the head of the Ling family in Ancheng; not to mention that he had many unknown identities and experiences.

If she didn't even have the ability to punish her subordinates, she wouldn't be the talented young man she married.

"Shu Shu, actually...it was you who convinced them."

Ling Bei seemed to understand what Nan Zishu was thinking.

He raised his hand and touched her pale cheek, "Your aura at that time scared them all."

"To be honest, I never thought you would have such a sharp side."

Ling Bei kissed Nan Zishu's lips familiarly.

Nan Zishu just laughed at himself: "Doesn't she look like a shrew?"

Ling Bei shook his head seriously: "For a moment, I felt that you were more powerful than my mother when she was focused on her career."

"If I have to say what she looks like..." Ling Bei thought for a moment and smiled: "Like a queen."

Nan Zishu only felt that Ling Bei was coaxing her.

"Which queen is as embarrassed as me?" She sighed and lowered her eyes: "Don't flatter me."

"Shu Shu, one day, you will know that what I say is true."

……

After this incident, Nan Zishu's body became weak for several days.But fortunately, there was no danger. After more than one month of pregnancy, the situation finally stabilized.

Ling Bei really didn't ask anyone to come over and take care of Nan Zishu.

He did everything himself.

Therefore, the war was in chaos for more than half a month, and both of them lost weight visibly.

After dinner that night, Ren Qin made a phone call, saying that there were important matters that Ling Bei had to make in person.

Ling Bei couldn't resist, so after placing Nan Zishu on the bed, he went out alone.

But Nan Zishu was worried when he went out so late. He couldn't fall asleep even after tossing and turning, so he simply ran to sit on the sofa, knitting a scarf while waiting for Ling Bei to come home.

When Nan Zishu was bored these past two days, he learned to knit a scarf.

In fact, she originally wanted to learn how to knit some clothes and shoes for her babies after seeing mothers-to-be knitting them.

In the end, I knitted a scarf for Ling Bei to keep out the cold.

Nan Zishu swore that this was just to practice his skills, and he was definitely not worried about someone being ignorant of warmth and coldness.

The time spent carefully holding on to the stitches will go away very quickly. When I look up, it's almost two o'clock.

Nan Zishu stretched and couldn't help but yawned.

The next second, the code lock on the door was opened.

Ling Bei's face turned red from the cold, and he subconsciously walked in with soft steps. Unexpectedly, Nan Zishu was still sitting on the sofa, looking drowsy.

"Abei, you're back!"

The girl jumped off the sofa, and as soon as her bare feet stepped on the velvet carpet, she went back and put on her cotton slippers obediently.

Then he ran over and jumped on Ling Bei.

Ling Bei caught her steadily.

"I feel cold." He hugged her helplessly.


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