Born to be pregnant

Chapter 52

After tidying up briefly, he knew that Alex had left and there was no one in the house.

She left a note, thanked her, and was about to go out when the landline in the house suddenly rang.

She was startled and froze at the entrance, not knowing how to advance or retreat.

The call must be for Alex, but everyone else has left, and it is useless to call. She will hang up by herself if she wants to ring a few times, so she bends over to change her shoes.

Unexpectedly, the phone hung up and rang again without interruption. What if there was something important?
Tang Mowan thought about it, and went over to help him answer the phone: "Hi, hello..."

Before she could finish her sentence, Alex's voice sounded over there: "Tang Mowan, are you a turtle? Your movements are so slow and slow. It took so long to answer the phone. Are you deaf?"

Tang Mowan silently held the phone some distance away from her ear, his voice couldn't hide the growl, she muttered, "That...sorry...I..."

"Stop talking nonsense, it's just in time to leave, see if the yellow file bag on the coffee table is there, send it to Guofeng Building of Baoyi Center immediately, it's urgent, hurry up!"

Then the call is over.

Tang Mowan turned his head and saw that there was indeed a yellow leather belt on the coffee table. When he touched it, it was heavy. It should be the document he had missed.

Oh, call her a turtle and call her slow, she asked for leave, but ended up running errands for him to deliver documents!

Baoyi Center Guofeng Building - the latest urban landmark CBD in Beicheng, with every inch of land and high-end location where listed companies gather, is at least [-] kilometers away from this place!
At the speed of the bus reversing, it will take about an hour and a half.

She was really going crazy, but so what, and did this Alex work there?
There was no car downstairs at all, and he spoke in such a hurry that Tang Mowan had no choice but to trot all the way towards the bus stop.

By the time she realized she was pregnant, she was panting in the car.

The whole car was full, there were no seats, and even the place to stand was full. She held the ring on the top of the car, and listened to the driver's non-stop reminder to give up seats to passengers in need, but she knew that no one would give up her seat. Give up your seat.

She herself can't go forward and tell others, sorry, I'm pregnant, can you give me the seat...

How is it possible, it would be strange not to treat her as crazy, or people would think, are you special only if you are pregnant?Well, just stand still.

The journey was very long, and she couldn't help but think wildly. The man at that time was so handsome. If the child born with him can inherit his appearance, it should be very beautiful and excellent.

A trace of sadness naturally slipped through my heart.

Why.Impulse is the devil, it's all because of the impulsiveness of that night that I have the current torment...

*
Early in the morning, Tang Wanru brought a lawyer over, went through the formalities with the people in the detention center, and greeted the head of the traffic police brigade, the director of the traffic bureau. After more than ten minutes, Fu Zimu finally appeared.

Cyan bearded, with a tired and lazy expression, except for a slightly gloomy complexion, it seems that there is not much problem.

It was the faded scratches on his face that ruined his beauty.

"Zimu, are you okay? What happened to your face?"

The moment he saw the sun, Fu Zimu shielded his eyes with the back of his hand uncomfortably. He ignored Tang Wanru's concern, and only asked the lawyer, "Where is Tang Mowan?"

The lawyer shook his head: "There is no Miss Tang, only you."

(End of this chapter)