Genius Bady and Bad Daddy

"It's my fault." Yuchi haolan understood everything and immediately looked at Song Qian worriedly. "Her body, you have to help me take care of it."

"Okay, I'll take care of it for you." Director Qu was helpless. She just couldn't help Yuchi Haolan.

This man was gentle, rich, and respected women. How could she not love him?

Director Qu checked Song Qian again and prescribed her some medicine to recuperate her body and keep her baby. Then she patted Yuchi Haolan on the shoulder with a serious expression.

The baby is almost three months old, but the fetus is not very stable. Be careful not to let her get too tired, and don't let her do any more strenuous exercise. It's easy to miscarry." Director Qu said.

"Yes. I will." Yuchi Haolan promised.

Yuchi haolan glanced at Song Qian, who was sleeping soundly. She felt that her small body had suffered too much, and he couldn't bear to tell her about Qian Mengmeng anymore.

Although he knew that Song Qian would be happy to hear that Qian Mengmeng was still alive, Song Qian would certainly be extremely sad when Qian Mengmeng suddenly left.

If it was normal times, when Song Qian was in good health, Yuchi Haolan might have dared to tell her about Qian Mengmeng's illness.

But now, Yuchi Haolan listened to director Qu's instructions, but did not dare to say anything.

Yuchi Haolan walked out the door, called Uncle Quan and told him to take care of Qian Mengmeng before he returned to his office.

In the office, director Qu had already injected Song Qian with the medicine to wake up, and Song Qian slowly opened his eyes.

"What's wrong with me?" Song Qian walked out of bed and frowned at Yuchi Haolan at the door.

Song Qian didn't feel a bit sleepy just now. Why did he lie on the bed when he woke up?

"You're fine. You're just a little anemic." Yuchi Haolan approached slowly, not wanting to tell her the truth.

Yuchi haolan hid very well. Even though Song Qian was sure that he was hiding something from him, he knew he wouldn't tell her.

"Yes. Then I'll go back to the company first." Song Qian smiled faintly and walked past Yuchi Haolan to leave.

"I'll see you off." Yuchi haolan took the medicine that director Qu prescribed and left with Song Qian.

"It's just a drop in the bucket. Marinate and order tofu." Director Qu sighed as he watched the two of them leave.

In fact, she was also a beautiful woman. Why couldn't she fall into Yuchi Haolan's eyes?

Yuchi Haolan followed Song Qian out of the hospital and fastened song qian's seat belt immediately after getting in the car.

"Shallow, where do you live now?" Yuchi Haolan knew that after the incident with Pei Pingping, Song Qian had completely drawn the line with Pei Yilin, and naturally could not live in the the Pei family.

"I have a place to live." Song Qian smiled faintly, not wanting to answer.

Yuchi Haolan did not make things difficult for Song Qian. He handed the medicine to Song Qian. "The doctor said that you should take more rest. Don't exercise too hard. Don't get agitated. Because your body is very special now, you are not alone, so you have to protect yourself. You may not be living in the right place now. If you don't mind, move to my place and live with me, okay?"

Yuchi Haolan looked at Song Qian gently. Song Qian was stunned and then raised his eyebrows at him.

"I... Am not alone?" Song Qian was stunned. Was that what she thought?

Yuchi haolan met Song Qian's eyes and smiled, her teeth white and cute, "Mmm. You're pregnant and you have a baby in your belly. You can't be as reckless as you used to be."

"Me, pregnant?" Song Qian's eyes widened.

This news was no less than a bolt from the blue for her, but it was within her expectations.

She suddenly remembered the nausea of the past few days. Every morning when she brushed her teeth, she felt a strong sense of disgust.

That feeling of disgust was very similar to her dislike of mollusks and was easily ignored by her.

Unexpectedly, she had neglected the last time she had a good time with Pei Yilin, and also neglected that she had not been to her aunt for nearly two months.

She was so careless!

Song Qian was annoyed and regretted that she had ignored her aunt's abnormal behavior because of Mengmeng's change.

"Yes. The child is more than two months old, and if it is lost, it will be more harmful to the body." Yuchi Haolan was very gentle, but there was a flash of disappointment in his eyes.

His original plan was broken by Song Qian's sudden arrival of a child, but it did not stop him from continuing to protect Song Qian.

Because she was still the cute little girl who called him Haolan when he was a child, and she was the warmest light in his heart.

"You don't have to worry. I won't disturb you when you live with me. I will send a special nanny and chef to take care of your daily life, and a special gynecologist will regularly give you a physical examination to ensure that you can give birth to this baby smoothly." Yuchi Haolan said.

"No, no need." Song Qian quickly rejected Yuchi Haolan's offer and unconsciously clenched his long fingers into fists.

Does she really want this child? At this special time?

Song Qian rejected the child from the bottom of his heart. Song Qian was worried about his arrival.

If she had this child, she would not be able to retaliate against Pei Yilin in the near future.

And if she didn't want this child, how could she reassure the departed Qian Mengmeng?

Qian Mengmeng was Song Qian's achilles heel. Thinking about her cute face, Song Qian's clenched fist finally loosened a little.

Perhaps the child was given to her by the old god just so that she could find Qian Mengmeng in him.

"Mengmeng..." Song Qian stroked her belly. When she looked up at yuchi haolan, her eyes were firm.

"I won't let anything happen to this child. Haolan, you have other things to do. You really don't have to put too much effort on me." Song Qian was still unwilling to accept Yuchi Haolan's kindness.

"Shallow -" Yuchi Haolan frowned.

"I'm fine." Song Qian smiled gently. "You trust me. I can take care of myself."

Yuchi Haolan was familiar with Song Qian's stubbornness and could only nod, "Ah, okay."

Although Yuchi Haolan promised not to let Song Qian move to his place, from this day on, he still ordered someone to protect Song Qian, not only when Song Qian was at work, but when she came home from work.

Song Qian felt these protections very easily. She was grateful and guilty.

She really wanted to tell Yuchi Haolan that this child was Pei Yilin's and that she didn't need him to take care of her.

But every time, without waiting for her to speak, Yuchi Haolan interrupted her and told her something that a pregnant woman should pay attention to.

He meticulously helped Song Qian plan the entire pregnancy, from clothing, food, to travel, accommodation, and every step Yuchi Haolan took Song Qian as the center, arranged very well.

Song Qian saw all of this and rejected it many times.

But Yuchi Haolan didn't listen at all. Not only that, he even warmly invited Song Qian to stay at his house and ask her to meet his mother.

Under such circumstances, Song Qian was in a dilemma. She did not want to consume a man's feelings like this.

She would never touch a thing like love again.

Finally, one day, after dealing with the company's affairs, she immediately called Yuchi Haolan.

"Shallow, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?" Yuchi Haolan seemed to have been waiting for Song Qian. A second after she called, he picked it up.

"I'm fine." Song Qian was grateful for Yuchi Haolan's concern for her. "Haolan, the childhood is over. Let it be a childhood memory. You should have your own life now, and you shouldn't put too much energy into me."

"I have my own life." Yuchi hao's blue eyes flashed with gloom.

Song Qian finally took the initiative to call him, but that was what he said.

"You know, I'm not talking about that." Song Qian was helpless. She took a deep breath and continued, "I know you treat me very well. But I may never talk about feelings in my life. My main focus was on Mengmeng. I can only live for her in this life."

"I know." Yuchi Haolan smiled. "Mengmeng is our happy fruit, and I like her very much. How's she doing?" Yuchi hao's blue words had a strong sense of probing.

Song Qian did not tell Yuchi Haolan that Qian Mengmeng might have died, and Yuchi Haolan did not know.

He seemed to want to tell Song Qian that Qian Mengmeng was here now, but before he could finish, Song Qian interrupted him.

"I have something to do. I'm busy." With that, Song Qian hung up the phone.

Yuchi Haolan's eyes dimmed as he listened to the beeping.

Uncle Quan had been waiting on Yuchi Haolan, and when he saw that Yuchi Haolan's expression of joy had suddenly dimmed, he immediately understood that he was doing it for the woman Song Qian.

"Young master." Uncle Quan handed Yuchi Haolan a cup of chrysanthemum tea.

Yuchi Haolan put the chrysanthemum tea aside. He didn't want to drink it. His eyes were full of Song Qian and Qian Mengmeng.

"What happened to Mengmeng? Have you been better lately?" Although Yuchi Haolan visited Qian Mengmeng every day, he could see qian mengmeng's angry face through the protective cover.

But Yuchi Haolan had not asked about Song Qian's condition for a long time.

"Miss Mengmeng is much better. Recently, dr. Joseph said that after three months of treatment, miss Mengmeng will be able to live like a normal child." Uncle quan grinned.

The recent interaction with Qian Mengmeng made him more and more like this cute and strong little girl.

"Yes. That's good." Yuchi Haolan laughed as well.

Perhaps, he could not enter song qian's heart, but as long as he could do something for her, he was also very happy in his heart.

"Really? But there are better things to tell the young master." Uncle quan saw that he looked better, and immediately sent him a good news. "Madam saw the young master's efforts. In the past two days, she has been studying the family emblem of the the Xiang family and has obtained some clues."

"Really?" Yuchi Haolan smiled faintly, but not sincerely.

Looking at his lukewarm face, Uncle Quan immediately realized that Song Qian was the one he cared about the most.

Uncle Quan sighed faintly. "Young master, the black and white are still pursuing Song Qian. Our people have been seriously injured these two days."

"Yes. I know." Yuchi Haolan frowned and looked at Uncle Quan. "Uncle Quan, I believe you. You must have a way!"

"Young master..." Uncle Quan sighed, hesitated for a long time, and finally nodded.