Six years later, she took three milk balls to blow up the world

Chapter 1168 Zhang Yao hates An Yan’s pregnancy

As soon as he said this, he was immediately laughed at.

"Are you kidding? This company is Mr. An's hard work. If Mr. An was willing to let Yu Fei merge into Zhanyi Group, he would have merged it long ago. Why wait until now!"

"That's right, Zhanyi Group usually wants to take care of our business, but Mr. An is not willing. He would rather work hard and be self-reliant. How can Zhanyi Group acquire our company!"

"That's true." The employee who spoke before said with regret: "Actually, I hope that our company can be merged into Zhanyi Group, so that we will also be employees of Zhanyi Group."

"Get down, you traitor!"

A group of people were laughing and chatting lively.

Next to him, Zhang Yao calmly took a glass of water, stood silently in the corner and listened carefully, with a hint of darkness flashing in his lowered eyes.

If she guessed correctly, the reason why Zhan Mochen went to Yu Fei three times a day was not for any merger and acquisition, but because An Yan was pregnant.

An Yan was indeed cautious enough and did not reveal any news about her pregnancy in the company.

She showed her courtesy several times and gave An Yan food and drink, but An Yan changed hands and gave it to someone else. At first, she thought it was because An Yan was worried about her and was wary of her.

But when she was about to get off work yesterday, she saw An Yan rushing to the bathroom retching through the ajar door of the office, and she understood everything in an instant.

This woman's life is really good.

A strange color flashed in Zhang Yao's eyes, she bit her lip and raised a smile. Just as she was about to walk over and say something to her colleagues, she suddenly heard a commotion outside the tea room.

"The boss is good!"

"Boss Zhan!"

The greetings came one after another into the tea room. The employees who were joking were stunned for a moment and walked out quickly. Zhang Yao had no choice but to follow.

In the corridor with simple and elegant decoration, a tall and straight man gradually approached.

The handsome face, the majestic and indifferent aura, the crisp and expensive suits and the vigorous pace all demonstrate the absolute superiority of this man from the inside out.

Facing the employees' greetings, Zhan Mochen nodded lightly in response. He didn't take a second look at the gorgeous female employees, nor did he respond to their burning gazes.

Almost all of his attention was focused on the lunch box in his hand, which he carefully guarded for fear of being touched by others.

Due to his strong aura, even though everyone was full of curiosity about the lunch box in his hand, no one dared to ask any questions.

They all just watched him move forward eagerly until he stopped at the door of the president's office.

The moment the office door opened, they clearly saw that the indifferent expression on Zhan Mochen's face softened instantly, like ice and snow melting.

He smiled at the person inside the door and said softly: "Honey, are you hungry?"

"I'm not hungry yet, why are you here so early? Are you tired from running around like this?"

An Yan stepped forward to take the lunch box from Zhan Mochen's hand, feeling a little sorry for him.

After Zhan Mochen dropped her off at the company, he rushed to Zhanyi Group for a meeting. After the meeting, he bought and cooked food and delivered it to her. He barely had any rest this morning.

Zhan Mochen took her in his arms and kissed her, his deep eyes full of doting: "I'm not tired at all. As long as I can take good care of you and the baby, I'm willing to run back and forth as many times as I want."

"Thanks husband!"

An Yan responded to him on tiptoe, opened the lunch box with a smile, and prepared to eat.Zhan Mochen also immediately took off his coat, rolled up his sleeves and began to serve her soup and add vegetables, looking like a virtuous housekeeper.

The group of people watching through the crack in the door had no resistance to this sweet scene. They covered their mouths and tried hard to restrain their envy, jealousy and hatred.

It wasn't until the office door was completely closed that they retreated to their workstations and began to discuss feverishly.

"Oh my god, did Mr. An save the galaxy in his last life? How could he find such a wonderful husband? He wants money, looks, and even washes his hands and makes soup for his wife!"

"Yes, yes, we have no hope in this life. I hope I can have a good pregnancy in the next life. I will be satisfied if I can be half as happy as Mr. An!"

The female colleagues all had loving eyes and envy, and the male colleagues suddenly felt a lot of pressure.

Originally, they all thought that they were very qualified men, but in the end, Master Zhan personally came to the company to be a "role model" for doting on wives. Will they still have a way to survive in the future?
No, you have to lower the expectations of these women!

The originally harmonious group of people suddenly split into two gangs, one group of men and one group of women.

The female colleagues continued to express envy, jealousy and hatred, while the male colleagues argued with reason, saying that not even a good man had to do this.

The two groups were arguing fiercely, and Zhang Yao was the only one standing aside silently, pinching her palms with her nails, lowering her eyes to restrain the jealousy and unwillingness that surged wildly in her eyes.

Marrying into a wealthy family, having three children, and being held in the palm of a person like Zhan Mochen, she is now pregnant again. How can An Yan be so lucky?
Look at yourself again, your future is ruined, your body is disabled, and you can only be a useless person for the rest of your life, as if you were born to be cannon fodder for others.

They are all human, why?
How come An Yan can still be so prosperous and enjoy all the care and pampering after hurting her like this?
No, it shouldn't be like this!
Sooner or later, she will return all the suffering An Yan has brought to her!
Zhang Yao's eyes flashed with cold light, and his eyes were completely dark.

……

Manchester City.

On a remote deep-sea cliff, boring training takes place day after day.

After so many days of rest, Di Bei's body has almost completely recovered.

At least when he was taken out for training, he wouldn't be looked down upon by others because he couldn't complete the task and was delayed.

But compared with other people here, his physical fitness is still far behind. After training every day, he is so exhausted that all the bones in his body are about to break.

Di Bei persisted for a few days, but he couldn't stand it any more, so he finally couldn't bear it and lodged a protest with the leaders of those people.

"Who are you? What do you want to do by bringing me here for no reason? I have no enmity with you, why don't you let me go?!"

All he got was a ruthless taunt: "It's for your own good that I won't let you go. Look at your weak-faced face. You really don't look like a man!"

"That's right, how can a man act like a soft-footed shrimp? Stop talking nonsense and go out for training!"

After a scolding, the heavily armed man in black picked up Di Bei without mercy and threw him into the training ground again.

Their training project today is high-altitude skydiving.

In short, it means jumping from a height of tens of meters and relying on the small parachute bag on your back to save your life.

Di Bei was dragged towards the helicopter and could not help but tremble with fear: "No, I can't! I'm afraid of heights!"

"You're afraid of being too tall, so you're just a coward!"

After a rude rebuke, those people forcibly carried Di Bei to the skydiving port.

(End of this chapter)