Chapter 8 Congratulations, you're three weeks pregnant

I tell you, don't be too smug."Young Lu's head was smoking, his narrow-mindedness flaring up. He snatched the boat porridge from her desk, "This is what I brought to repay a favor."Qiao Ba'er spread..."Took a bite of me, and then tried to run away..." A low and clear male voice came to her ears.

Qiao Baoer felt that this voice was a little familiar.

She was pale from blood loss, weak and turned back with a blurry gaze fixed on the man before her.

A man crouched behind her, his black short hair falling over his sword eyebrows, a high nose, and an exquisitely handsome Eurasian profile.

This man has a natural air of nobility, aloof and cold.

At first glance, it leaves an unforgettable impression.

Of course Qiao Bao'er recognized him.

He is.

That bastard who slept with me...

"Don't touch me..."

Qiao Bao'er struggled and shouted stubbornly, unwilling to let him touch her.

Twisting his body, the wound on his arm bled even more profusely...

Excessive blood loss made her face pale, and whispers surrounded her. People here were laughing at her, defending Ye Xi and her daughter, cursing her wickedness with every word.

I didn't hit that little girl, she was wronged and held back her tears.

As if isolated by the whole world, feeling hopeless and helpless, stubbornly refusing to yield, pushing the man behind her.

"Go away, go away…" Qiao Bao'er struggled desperately, shouting loudly.

But she suddenly went dark before her eyes, and her body felt weak...

Jun Zhi Mu saw her suddenly close her eyes.

Only then did he notice that she was burning up with fever. He shook her, but there was no response.

His usual cold and indifferent expression flashed with agitation, and he immediately scooped her up in his arms...

"Baby..."

Qiao Bao'er was weak and closed her eyes tightly, sleeping soundly.

She even heard someone calling her nickname anxiously in her dreams.

When her mother was alive, she often called her "baby". She was originally the beloved daughter of the Qiao family, the jewel in their palm, so they named her Qiao Bao'er. But...

When she was 17, her father, Qiao Wenyu, brought a mistress home. Later, her mother died, and she had a falling out with her father.

After leaving the Qiao family, she lived a life of poverty and frugality. No one knew that she was the daughter of the richest man in the neighboring city. When she married Yi Sicheng, she never coveted his family's wealth; she just wanted a home.

But Yi Shen cheated, Ye Xi with her daughter laughed at me for not being able to give birth...

Qiao Bao'er was struggling painfully on the bed, as if she had a nightmare.

Suddenly, she opened her eyes, beads of sweat trickling down her temple, breathing heavily.

She gazed blankly at the white ceiling above her, coming to slightly. The smell of disinfectant in her nostrils told her she was in a hospital.

"Miss Qiao, you're awake."

A nurse stood by the bedside and smiled as she saw her wake up.

qiao ba'er wiped the cold sweat from her forehead, took a deep breath, and looked at the nurse, "I, what's wrong with me..."

She was still very weak, her memory a little scattered. She remembered arguing with Ye Xi at Jun's house, being thrown to the ground by Yi Sicheng and bleeding, and then there was that man...

The nurse carefully changed the IV solution for her while speaking softly in a respectful tone, "Miss Qiao, you're pregnant."

"What"

Qiao Bao'er was stunned for a moment, she thought she had misheard.

The nurse smiled with blessing, "Congratulations, Ms. Qiao, you are six weeks pregnant..."

Qiao Bao'er's face was devoid of joy, instead replaced with shock and a hint of anxiety.

Am I pregnant

Qiao Baoer unconsciously touched her flat abdomen with her right hand, a look of shock on her face, she excitedly climbed out of the bed, "I, how could I be pregnant!"

How could this be…

How could she be pregnant...

Jo Bao'er's mind was blank.r's face became."Why are you crying You've completely embarrassed me! Everyone was watching me, I just got slightly burned by the hot pot, and you're acting like this. How useless can you be!""Shut up...