Dangerous Passion: The President's VIP Lover

It was okay outside before, so I just hit it.

Now in the research institute, if there is a fight, being known by colleagues is the next best thing. What Yanhua is worried about is that if Xiaoqian sees it, it will be very troublesome...

Yanhua bit her lip, weighing the importance.

Forget it.

Just a few words, don't compete with Dongfang Mingyue.

If he wants to say it behind closed doors, he can say it behind closed doors.

He quickly said that opening the door is the business.

The longer the stalemate lasts, the angrier Shangguan Yasi will be.

Thinking of this, Yanhua nodded, "Okay, tell me."

Dongfang Mingyue remained silent, staring deeply at Yanhua's belly that had gradually become apparent, her brown eyes flickered, and there was an obscure flame blazing.

"Dongfang Mingyue...?" Yanhua frowned, not understanding what he meant.

Don't you have something to say to yourself?

Why don't you say it, but stare at your stomach instead?

What does Dongfang Mingyue want to do?

Yanhua took a few steps back worriedly to put distance between Dongfang Mingyue and Dongfang Mingyue.

"Are you afraid of me?" Dongfang Mingyue pulled her lower lip, mockingly.

"No." Yanhua took a deep breath.

She was not afraid of Dongfang Mingyue, but worried.

At this moment, Dongfang Mingyue was extremely dangerous, and Yanhua had a bad premonition.

I always feel like I'm about to hear something amazing...

Taking a ten thousand step back, Dongfang Mingyue didn't want to reveal something amazing, but wanted to do it——

Shangguan Yasi is outside, as soon as he makes a sound, he will appear immediately, Yanhua doesn't need to be afraid of Dongfang Mingyue at all.

Moreover, Yanhua also believed in Dongfang Mingyue's personality.

If he wants to do something, there are plenty of opportunities, and he won't wait until today.

Even though she knew that Dongfang Mingyue would not do anything too extreme, the atmosphere was so serious that Yanhua couldn't help clenching her fists, her palms sweating.

Dongfang Mingyue glanced at her indifferently, went to sit down, and called Yanhua, "Come and sit."

Yanhua bit her lip, hesitated for a few seconds, and walked over slowly.

Can only walk over.

The doors here are all designed according to the individual, and the identification of fingerprints, body temperature, and appearance is integrated. Unless you do it yourself or use violence, you can't open it.

Yanhua sat down on the sofa opposite Dongfang Mingyue, "Dongfang, what do you want to say to me?"

While talking, the corner of Yanhua's eyes drifted toward the door again and again,

Dongfang Mingyue saw all this in her eyes, her brown eyes darkened, and her deep voice swayed in the quiet space, "How many months old is the child?"

"Ah? Uh... almost five months." Yanhua was stunned for a moment, not understanding why Dongfang Mingyue asked this suddenly, but she still answered.

Dongfang Mingyue nodded, "Five months, the fetus has already formed..."

"Yes." Yanhua responded unnaturally, constantly guessing in her heart what Dongfang Mingyue wanted to tell her.

"How are you? Is there anything uncomfortable?"

"No……"

"That's good." Dongfang Mingyue nodded, took out a cigar, and prepared to light it.

In the next second, I suddenly thought of something and took it back.

Yanhua didn't know what to say to him, so she pursed her lips.

The study suddenly became quiet, and it seemed that the breathing frequency of the two could be heard.

Yanhua was really nervous, her heart was up and down, and she was completely at a loss.

There are many questions in my heart, and I want to ask Dongfang Mingyue about what happened six years ago.

But my mind is confused, I don't know which question to start to ask...