I’m Pregnant With a Wealthy Old Man’s Child

After experiencing such a miraculous thing as wearing a book, Zu Qi was surprisingly calm at this moment.

He calmed down and looked around the surrounding scenery, and found that the grassland seemed to have no end, extending to the skyline infinitely. At first glance, it looked like a still landscape painting, not even a slight breeze.

There was the sound of gurgling water not far away. Zu Qi looked for the sound, and saw that a rather turbulent river appeared in front of him at some unknown time, and clusters of tender yellow flowers grew on the two banks that were beaten by the river.

Zu Qi approached and took a closer look, it turned out to be a wild chrysanthemum blooming in full bloom.

Zuqi remembers that the flowering period of wild chrysanthemums is from September to October in autumn, and it is not yet early autumn. In theory, wild chrysanthemums should not bloom so luxuriantly.

But right now, it doesn’t matter—

Soon Zu Qi was attracted by the refreshing breath of Ruoqi that spread in the air. He barely squatted down holding his chubby belly, leaning close to a wild chrysanthemum and sniffing deeply.

Suddenly, a strange smell quickly penetrated into his nose, Zu Qi yawned, and suddenly felt a chaos in his head, unexpectedly gave birth to the urge to take a nap on the spot.

Zu Qi tried hard to suppress the sleepiness that was already in his heart. When he reached out and picked a wild chrysanthemum, when he stood up hard, he felt that the scenery in front of him changed suddenly.

In the blink of an eye, Zu Qi returned to the bathroom.

"Madam." Steward Zhang's cautious voice sounded, "It's cold at night, and you still have water on your body. Be careful not to freeze."

Zu Qi woke up like a dream, his eyes were still slightly blank. He clenched his fists unconsciously, and suddenly felt that the palm of his hand was hurt by something cold.

Look down.

Immediately, he was surprised to find that he was holding the emerald green gemstone and a wild chrysanthemum that he had crushed.

Zu Qi was taken aback for a moment, and suddenly understood—

It turns out that everything he saw just now was real, and everything he experienced did happen. He was not dreaming.

"Mrs?"

Steward Zhang’s voice pulled back Zu Qi’s thoughts again, and when she turned around, she saw Steward Zhang looking at him with a strange expression.

In order to prevent Mr. Zhang from being suspicious, Zu Qi had to temporarily suppress the tumbling emotions in his heart, and made a plain and watery expression with his eyes down.

Housekeeper Zhang adjusted the hot water in the shower and went out. Before leaving, he told Zu Qi to call him whenever he had any questions, and he waited outside.

An hour later, Zu Qi, who was wearing a large nightgown, slowly walked out of the bathroom with the help of Manager Zhang. Xue Jue, who had eaten a closed door, was nowhere to be seen.

Zu Qi sat down by the bed and told the housekeeper Zhang, "Go and call Xue Jue."

Steward Zhang did not change his face and replied: "Mrs., I have important work to do tonight, so it is not convenient to come over to see you for the time being."

Zu Qi raised a corner of his mouth, half-closed her peachy eyes and looked at Steward Zhang with extreme indifference. He thought for a while and got ready to get up: "Since it's not convenient for him to come over to see me, then I'll go to his head office?"

I didn't know that he had just stood up, when Steward Zhang stepped forward and blocked his way.

Zu Qi: "..." He was about to lose control of the great power in his body!

"You're pregnant, you should rest early, and I will come to see you when Mr. is busy tomorrow." Steward Zhang said that without denying him, he nodded and left the room.

Leaving Zu Qi gritted his teeth with anger, he sat on the side of the bed in all kinds of boredom, and simply kicked off his shoes and lay on the bed.

Before going to bed at night, it is usually the most active time for the little guy, and he gently kicks Zuqi's stomach from time to time.

If it is usual, Zu Qi will definitely point to the belly and talk to the little kid, and Quan should be for self-entertainment.

But now, Zu Qi is in no mood at all.

He filtered the plot behind the novel in his mind, thinking about it, not knowing what, his thoughts suddenly jumped into the space he had stayed in not long ago.

That place should be called space, right? This is how it is called in the novel.

It's a pity that Zu Qi is not yet clear about the role of space and how he enters and exits the space.

correct!

That emerald!

Zu Qi suddenly remembered that when he entered and exited the space, he seemed to have had the most direct contact with that emerald. Maybe the emerald was the button of the space switch.

Zu Qi couldn't help getting excited when he thought of this. He called to Xiaoya who was guarding outside and asked Xiaoya to bring the emeralds and wild chrysanthemums he had placed on the bathroom shelf.

After the puzzled-faced Xiao Ya silently exited, Zu Qi leaned on the bedside to play with the emerald in his hand.

Before he could figure out the result, he suddenly smelled a strong fragrance floating in the air, and the fragrance lingered on the tip of Zu Qi's nose as if there was life.

In just a moment of effort, Zu Qi's brain was already in a state of chaos, and a heavy sense of exhaustion came like a tide.

He casually pulled the thin quilt on the side and put it on his body, and soon fell into a deep sleep.

The next day.

When Zu Qi opened his eyes, the bright light filled the room, and the hour hand of the wall clock pointed to twelve noon—he had slept for eleven hours in this sleep.

Zu Qi suddenly felt unbelievable, and thought that he was dazzled by the time.

Today is the sixth day he wears the book. The first four nights were spent in insomnia and dreaminess without exception. He woke up naturally at less than seven o'clock every morning, and then began a groggy day.

Only last night, he closed his eyes and slept until dawn.

And when he woke up, there was no feeling of sleepiness, as if the whole person was washed from the inside out, his face was radiant and energetic, and even his brain was abnormally awake.

He had never been in this state before.

correct!

That wild chrysanthemum...

Zu Qi suddenly remembered the wild chrysanthemum he had put on the bedside table last night. He turned around and prepared to reach for it, but found that there was nothing on the cabinet. The wild chrysanthemum was gone, leaving only a pile of yellow powder.

Zu Qi: "!!!"

He got out of bed and walked to the cabinet and bent over to look closely. He found that the wild chrysanthemum had indeed turned into a yellow powder. When he got close, he could smell the familiar fragrance, but it was much lighter than last night.

Zu Qi thoughtfully took some powder with his index finger, and gently twisted it between his fingers.

If he guessed correctly, the wild chrysanthemum should have played a role in restoring the mind. It is very likely that his sleep quality suddenly improved last night because of the wild chrysanthemum.

Perhaps the reason why the flowers turned into powder overnight was "used"?

Zu Qi was guessing wildly, while pulling a piece of paper towel to wipe off all the powder on the cabinet and throw it into the trash can, then picked up the emerald and observed the light in detail.

In fact, the texture of emerald is not excellent, but it feels smooth and delicate, and when you put it in your palm, you can feel a faint warm current pouring into the limbs.

Is it the button to enter the space?

Zu Qi thought suspiciously. Just after thinking about it, he saw the surrounding scene twisted.

In a blink of an eye, he came to the faint green grass, and not far away was still a gurgling river with yellow velvet chrysanthemums blooming on both sides.

There is no wind or sunshine here. The blue sky and white clouds and the endless grass seem to be frozen into a static picture. Only the turbulent river and the walking Zuqi are dynamic.

Zu Qi slowly opened his palm, and the emerald lay quietly in the palm of his hand.

In an instant he seemed to realize something, a thought flashed in his mind, and the scene before him was distorted again. In less than two seconds, he returned to the resort room.

Zu Qi's eyes gradually turned into surprise. He clenched the emerald tightly and was about to enter the space again when he suddenly heard a knock on the door.

"Madam." Steward Zhang said outside the door, "Are you awake? It's almost noon. You should get up and eat something before you continue to rest. Don't be hungry."

Zu Qi suddenly withdrew from his surprise and joy. He hurriedly hid the emerald under the pillow, raised his voice and said to wait a while, then washed his face and brushed his teeth.

Xiaoya has hung all the clothes in the suitcase in the closet, all kinds of colorful, but there is a feeling of chaos and charming eyes-all of the styles that Xue Jue hates the most in the novel.

Zuqi chose to choose for a long time in front of the closet, and finally chose a set of colorful short shorts for vacation.

When he opened the door and went out, Zu Qi saw that Steward Zhang’s expression was obviously distorted, frowned and stared at his clothes and pants for half a minute. In the end, he didn’t say anything, and waved his hand to let the maids behind him take care of him. The dinner plate was brought into the room.

Zu Qi comfortably ate lunch under the help of the maids. After the steward Zhang led the crowd to leave, he took advantage of the lunch break and locked the room alone to slowly pound the emerald.

Until four o'clock in the afternoon, Zuqi saw that the time was almost up, so he called Xiaoya to take him to find Xue Jue.

I have to say that the overbearing president Xue Jue is really busy. Before he approached the room he lived in, he saw five or six people waiting respectfully waiting outside the door and their assistants waiting to meet Xue Jue.

This posture is no different from the emperor who was seen by the officials in ancient times.

With Xiaoya leading the way, Zu Qi naturally walked through the crowd, opened the door and walked into the room in full view.

There were whispering voices behind him, and I wanted to know with my toes that those people were discussing his identity.

There was a faint sandalwood fragrance in the room, which smelled very well. Zu Qi took two deep breaths, walked through the huge and luxurious living room, and finally came to the door of a small room.

The dark brown solid wood door was concealed, and there was the sound of two men talking.

"Hey, let's not lie to you, since I got through that crisis three years ago, I have never slept well again. I was under too much pressure and my hair fell a lot."

"Did President Bo go to see a doctor?" Xue Jue's voice was low and magnetic, but very cold.

"I've seen it a long time ago. It's useless." The middle-aged man sighed and waved his hand. "Should I have insomnia or insomnia? Should I lose my hair or should I lose hair? weight?"

After speaking, the man sighed for a while, and after the off topic passed, they talked for a while on official business, and soon the middle-aged man got up and said goodbye.

Zu Qi stood by the door and waited. When the middle-aged man came out, his eyes suddenly lit up.

He watched the middle-aged man pass by him, and it was obvious that the other party had also noticed his erect belly, and there was a fleeting surprise in his eyes.

"Hello." Zu Qi didn't care about the other person's gaze, smiled and nodded and said.

The middle-aged man was surprised that his eyes were a little impolite, he hurriedly retracted his gaze, and hurriedly left after greeted him.

Xiaoya on the side opened the door and cautiously called Mr. Zu Qi, supporting her waist and walking in, just to meet Xue Jue's raised eyes.

"Hi!" Zu Qi said in a good mood. He sat down on the chair opposite the desk and raised his eyebrows to look at Xue Jue, who was obviously unhappy. "Let's talk about the breakup."

"..." Xue Jue's face instantly became gloomy.