Rong's father and mother soon came, with bodyguards, guarding at the entrance of yingmuyao's ward.

The hospital had no place for Nanqiao. She took a look at the direction of yingmuyao's ward, pursed her lips and left the hospital.

The next day, Ying muyao wakes up to see Rong Zhiyi sleeping beside his bed. His eyes pass a touch of Yin Li, wrapped with killing intention.

This lunatic!

I want to kill Nanqiao!

His chest heaved uncontrollably and his fingers trembled. After a while, seeing that she was waking up, he breathed slightly, suppressing his anger.

Rong Zhiyi sat up straight and saw Ying muyao staring at her. She was surprised and said, "muyao, you wake up."

Ying muyao said in a dumb voice, "well."

"I'll call the doctor." Rong Zhiyi stands up and goes to the door.

Ying muyao took her hand and said, "there's a paging bell."

Rong Zhiyi stared at him and looked at him holding his hand. Her heart jumped violently. Her cheeks were slightly red and she laughed, "look at me, I'm stupid."

She pressed the call bell.

After the doctor came, he did a general examination for Ying muyao and said, "there's no big problem. You should take good care of your broken leg."

Rong Zhiyi nodded and bowed to the doctor: "thank you, doctor."

The doctor waved his hand with a smile. "You're welcome. You should."

The doctors and nurses filed out, and the room was quiet again.

"Zhi Yi." Ying muyao suddenly makes a sound. Rong Zhiyi raises her eyes and looks at him suspiciously. Ying muyao takes a deep breath and says, "let's get married."

Rong Zhiyi hears the speech and looks at him pleasantly, biting his lips. His smile is almost uncontrollable. His hands are twisted together. He looks at him shyly and stammers, "really?"

Ying Mu Yao's fingers twitched and nodded as he tried to endure his anger. "You decide the time for the license and wedding. I may not be able to help, but as soon as possible. I'm afraid you can't hide your stomach."

Rong Zhiyi's heart suddenly seems to be filled with honey. There is a smile between her eyebrows and eyes. She pursed her lips and said with a smile, "well, good."

******

Ying muyao and Rong Zhiyi's wedding spread all over the capital. When Nanpa and Nanma knew about it, they happened to look at Nanqiao's bedroom.

The door was closed and I didn't know what to do in it.

Nan PA breathed heavily and stood up from the sofa. "I'll go to find Ying muyao. I'll ask him what to do with our bridge now."

Nanma took him by the hand and cried, "don't lose face any more. Miss Qianjin of Rong's family, Qiaoqiao used to be scolded. What else can she get?"

"What do you say?" Nanpa's eyes are red, "my good daughter, what's it like?"

"Take away the child." Nanma finally said.

Suddenly, the door of Nanqiao's house was pulled open. She stood at the door and said in a low voice, "Mom, I won't take the baby. Anyway, I can't get married. Let me give birth to the baby and be a reliance in the future."

It's not for muyao, it's not.

******

Six months later.

Nanqiao came out of the Department of Obstetrics and gynecology with a big belly. Looking at the pregnancy check list and photos in her hand, she showed a gentle smile on her face.

Suddenly, a hand suddenly took away his pregnancy test sheet, Nanqiao subconsciously looked up, and saw Ying muyao and Rong Zhiyi.

Rong Zhiyi is also pregnant, and her stomach is much bigger than her.

The smile on Nanqiao's face is solidified, and his eyes turn to Ying muyao's face rigidly. He is also looking at her, and his eyes touch her stomach. He seems to be touched. His eyes flash and he is in a trance.

He has lost a lot of weight, and his breath is more mature. It seems that he is more distant.

At the moment, the pregnancy test sheet is in Zhiyi's hand again. She is smiling, so enigmatic that Nanqiao's back is cold.

"32 weeks. It's a coincidence. It's only two weeks earlier than me." Rong Zhiyi said, she looked at Ying muyao: "since we met, muyao, take the child away."

Ying Mu Yao frowned fiercely. Before he could speak, Rong Zhiyi came to his ear and said in a Yin voice, "if you don't do it, I'll do it myself! Control your expression, I'm your wife! When I see another woman with your baby, I don't want to slap her in the face, that is, I have self-restraint! "

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