Dangerous Passion: The President's VIP Lover

"This is between me and her. Daddy and Mommy don't need to intervene." Sikong Jinglue's voice was flat, without any emotion.

"But child..." Sikong Lingge paused, knowing that she was taking too much care, but she was just worried, "How will you take care of me when the time comes?"

"I'll call in a babysitter."

"Isn't that good? Big Brother never thought about putting Wei Wei..."

Sikong Lingge wanted to say something else, but Sikong Jinglue changed the subject, "Mummy seemed to be calling me just now, I'll go over first, as for Lin Weiwei's matter, you don't need to interfere too much, I have my own opinion."

After finishing speaking, Sikong Jing slightly turned around and left.

Sikong Lingge looked at her back, and slowly frowned.

She raised her head and looked at her husband beside her, "Rui, did I really interfere too much and made my brother angry?"

"No." Shangguan Rui rubbed her hair, "He's just worried about your body. With such a big belly, you should rest well and don't think too much about it. As for Lin Weiwei's matter, Sikong Jing didn't say anything, he has his own measure ?”

"Yeah." Sikong Lingge nodded, "I seem to really care too much. There's no way to force it on emotional matters, and it's useless for me to intervene."

"It's good to know." Shangguan Rui lowered his head and kissed her lips, "Lin Weiwei seems very angry, want to see her?"

Shangguan Rui glanced at the house not far away——

Since just now, Lin Weiwei has smashed a lot of things out.

It seems that Sikong Jinglue has done something very "wrathful to both men and gods".

Sikong Linge was going to shake his head, but after thinking about it carefully, Lin Weiwei became so angry that it was not good for the child in his stomach.

So, she nodded, "It's better to go and have a look, she is pregnant now, it's not good to be so angry."

"I'll accompany you there." Shangguan Rui said.

Lin Weiwei was so angry that he was worried that if he was not careful, Sikong Linge would be hit by flying objects.

Sikong Lingge nodded.

Together, the two walked towards the wooden house.

Halfway through, Sikong Lingge suddenly remembered that Shangguan Rui was still in treatment.

Slow down, "That's right! How are you today? Is there any discomfort in your body? If you feel uncomfortable, don't hold on, and go back to your room to rest."

"It's okay, didn't Zhixing say that my immunity is slowly recovering?" Shangguan Rui took his wife up the wooden ladder and came to the door.

"Don't go in yet, I'll knock on the door." Shangguan Rui pulled Sikong Lingge behind him, reached out and knocked on the wide open door.

"Knock knock knock..."

When the knock on the door sounded, Lin Weiwei was holding the chair in his hand and was about to throw it out.

Seeing the tall figure at the door, he froze and put the things back.

"Mr. Shangguan? You... why are you here?" Lin Weiwei's voice was dry.

Shangguan Rui didn't say anything, but with dark eyes, he glanced at the big messy bed behind Lin Weiwei.

Lin Weiwei blushed, understood instantly, and turned to tidy up.

For a moment, the scene became quiet.

"How is it? Is Wei Wei okay? When can we go in?" Sikong Lingge couldn't help asking after waiting for a long time behind Shangguan Rui, but he didn't see him move.

"Wait a minute, it's too chaotic inside." Shangguan Rui said softly.

"Can Weiwei clean it up alone? Shall we help—"

"We can't help." Shangguan Rui hugged Sikong Lingge, not letting her in.

It was rare for Shangguan Rui to be so persistent, so Sikong Lingge had to obediently wait at the door.