Domineering cute baby: president daddy, you devil!

Even though she knew it was a fake and a misunderstanding, she was not willing to let the misunderstanding be explained clearly.

Looking at the car full of gadgets and clothing supplies, song Xiaotang looks out of the window. Everything in the street is regressing. Her mind begins to see the scene when she and Han Shaoli first met.

Thinking about it, she couldn't help laughing. After a while, she became sad again.

Song Xiaotang thought: since she was pregnant, she seems to be more and more sentimental.

Song Xiaotang didn't see Han Shaoli again in the next few days. Tang Xin also went to record the program, and she had nothing to do every day.

"Miss Song, tomorrow is the day of birth inspection, isn't it?" Listen to the nanny's inquiry, song Xiaotang back to God, this just reflected, right, he should go to the birth examination.

So he nodded.

The nurse replied, "the young master told me to take you to the birth examination regularly. I'll call you up tomorrow."

"... good." He remembered, but where did he go.

Song Xiaotang didn't expect that she met Qiao ChuChu again in the hospital. Her face looked very pale. She didn't know what was wrong. She was like a weak willow in the wind, which made people feel sorry for her.

Song Xiaotang subconsciously looks for Han Shaoli's figure beside her, but she doesn't see it and misses Qiao ChuChu's successful smile.

Seeing song Xiaotang's dejected moment, Qiao ChuChu almost can't control her smile. She knows that Han Shaoli is interested in her and song Xiaotang likes Han Shaoli. Since she knows the relationship between Song Xiaotang and Tang Xin, Qiao ChuChu's mind turns a few corners. In short, she has many ways to make Tang Xin unhappy.

"Miss Song." Qiao ChuChu comes to song Xiaotang. His voice is soft and weak. He is really ill.

Song Xiaotang nodded and turned to leave, but Qiao ChuChu said again: "Shaoli has been on a business trip these days. Let you come to the birth examination alone. It's really..."

Looking at Song Xiaotang's face turned pale again, Qiao ChuChu's smile was even more: "blame me too. I'm not feeling well these days, which makes him worried. Otherwise, he can accompany you to come to the birth examination one day in advance."

Song Xiaotang bit his bloodless lips and trembled: "I'm sorry, Miss Qiao. I have to queue up. I'll go first if I don't have anything to do."

Looking at her like running away from the back, Qiao ChuChu can no longer control his smile.

His eyes were gloomy, and the sneer from the corner of his mouth was somewhat penetrating: "Tang Xin, your friend is too miserable. The man you love is so affectionate to me, which really makes people at a loss."

In Qiao ChuChu's heart, don't feel uncomfortable, that makes her friends uncomfortable. Moreover, she enjoys the feeling of controlling other people's emotions at any time, especially when she sees song Xiaotang's sad expression.

Song Xiaotang was lying on the bed of prenatal examination, listening to the voice of the old doctor who had done the examination for her before. He said with joy: the child is very healthy. In another seven months, he will come out to meet you.

Song Xiaotang reaches out and touches her abdomen, where it has been slightly bulging. A picture automatically appears in her mind - Han Shaoli holding a little girl, who is sitting in his arms in a pink skirt, crying out for her father.

The picture was really beautiful when she thought about it, but she still felt sad for not knowing why.

Outside, behind her was a woman with a big stomach. Her husband carefully supported her: "this smelly boy, when he comes out, I'll beat him up and kick you again."