Chapter 216

"Oh..."

In the restroom of Jinjiang garden, ye Huanyan holds the sink. It's the fifth time that she has been pregnant and vomiting today. Almost all the things she eats vomit out. Sometimes she doesn't eat them, so she has nausea when she smells them.

Lingling stood beside her at a loss, waiting for her to vomit. Then she handed over the wringing hot towel. "Miss ye, it's not a matter to vomit like this. Otherwise, don't eat now?"

Ye Huanyan wiped her face, pale as paper, but shook her head. She still sat down at the table, mixed the braised pork with vegetables and rice, and put a full spoon into her mouth to chew.

Lingling watched her wring her eyebrows and her face was dignified. It seemed like a precursor to vomit every time. She was even ready to vomit again, but ye Huanyan's chewing action just stopped for a few seconds, and she made a very stiff swallowing action.

It's hard to eat.

She pulled the corners of her mouth and gave Lingling a comforting smile.

Lingling almost cried bitterly, stamped her foot, choked her throat and walked to the kitchen,

"I'll make you some light soup." It's all according to the doctor's advice. Despite the strong reaction to pregnancy and vomiting, ye Huanyan still forces herself to eat on time. The vegetables and fruits are all OK, but the meat is hard to swallow. It's a struggle when eating meat every day, but the diet therapy is really useful. Finally, she can protect her baby

Come down,

She has feelings. She can feel the heart beating rate of the child in her body. She can feel whether he is healthy or sick.

In the days when Ling Han was away, she was disappointed, but more at ease.

Night falls,

Lanjiang golden crown KTV luxury box, singing and dancing, a clamor.

For several days, all the versatile anchorperson and anchorperson of Shanghai Branch of Huanyu Group have gathered here.

After the restructuring of Hujiang network media company, the TR live broadcasting platform, which is the main promotion, has won great praise and response in the first quarter. In addition, Huanyu has spent a lot of money to invite a lot of traffic fresh meat flowers to live on this platform. Now the number of registered people has far surpassed all domestic live broadcasting platforms.

Although other platforms can do the same, TR's predecessor is a software development company with a group of programmers and technicians. It is full of talents. Just because of the stability of the platform and the fluency of the network, TR has become a leader in the live broadcast platform, which is technically difficult to achieve.

This time, Wang Peizhou, the new manager of TR, came to Lanjiang headquarters with these popular network anchors. As soon as he arrived in Lanjiang, he was arranged to eat and drink with Linghan.

This is quite different from Ling Han, who is said to be meticulous in his work.

Wang Peizhou was recommended to Ling Han by the headhunting company. He didn't even go beyond Ling Han's goal. He was directly arranged by Qiaomu to become the general manager of Hujiang. This man is really talented. Under his management, TR has become what it is today.

This time I came to Lanjiang to report my work. In fact, I came to formally meet Ling Han, which is a formal recognition of his status as the general manager.

Assistant Qiao of the headquarters arranged everything to eat, drink and have fun. Wang Peizhou was happy and relaxed. In short, it was the boss's intention. He would not blame himself, so he was at ease to eat and play. Ling Han had no opinion and simply let the anchors on the platform change their performance programs.

After a few days of company, Wang Peizhou found that the boss seemed absent-minded. Although he was extravagant in eating and drinking, he did not blink his eyes and was surrounded by women, but no woman could really get close to him.

"Mr. Ling, on behalf of the anchors of Hujiang TR, I'd like to propose a toast to you."

It's Zhou Weiwei, the female anchor who has just finished singing. She has a very good voice. She used to be a draft singer and has a fan base. She is an artist who Wang Peizhou actively recruited after entering tr.

Ling Han takes the glass and looks at her from a distance. The bottom of the glass is knocked on the tea table. It's a touch of the glass. His attitude is a little cold, but it doesn't make people feel embarrassed.

Zhou Weiwei also has eyes to see her son. When she sees this, she doesn't go to the front anymore. After drinking with a smile, she goes to sing again.

"I'm sorry I'm late."

A sweet female voice came from the door of the box. Ling Han's eyebrows were wrinkled by the familiar voice, and there was a strange look in his eyes. The girl in front of the door is not tall, with a ponytail and only light makeup. She is wearing a wide school uniform, which is not the uniform of an aristocratic school, but the wide blue and white stripe style of an ordinary high school. Although she looks rustic, she looks muddy and beautiful among the colorful "beauties"

No more.

Wang Peizhou can mix to today's position naturally is also tactful and thoughtful, see Ling Han's eyes are different from usual, he quickly waved to the door, "every time is your slowest, what's the matter today?"

Then the girl, the first mock exam, came in, and the sweat on his forehead was on the forehead.

"Mr. Wang, I've been working hard and I've been scolded when I come back."

Seeing the clothes she was wearing, Wang Peizhou thought of something and explained to Ling Han,

"This is Guoguo, the female anchor of TR, who can endure hardships very much. Although the number of fans is not much, the number of live broadcast is the most on our platform, and the affinity is relatively high. Today's live broadcast is also going, so she's late." Guoguo's name sounds familiar, but Ling Han doesn't pay attention to it. She just stares at her broad school uniform. Wine makes people drunk. Under the shaking light, some too familiar things become the focus, which can always make people ignore other things. Looking along the school uniform, you can see a familiar face, smiling. He suddenly touched the corner of his mouth, showing a rather gentle radian. Yin Guoguo was just about to propose a toast. Her eyes were too focused and too gentle. With one look, she was addicted to it, and even forgot how cold he was when she first met in Shanghai half a year ago“ Guoguo, what are you doing in a daze? Why don't you propose a toast to President Ling? " Yin Guoguo suddenly returned to his senses, took the wine cup, followed the way Wang Peizhou gave up, and then sat down beside Ling Han, leaning on Ling Han's clothes, and said tentatively, "Mr. Ling, I'll punish myself. Do you think it's ok?" Ling Han's eyes flashed a trace of confusion, and then took her into his arms, whispered, "no, I'll drink for you." The whole audience was in an uproar, and Yin Guoguo was at a loss to lean on his generous arms, enjoying the sudden tenderness, like a dream. God, if you dream, don't wake me up. The sudden stop of the music makes the box quiet for a moment. Wang Peizhou stares at the warm-up Zhou Weiwei and says, "don't hurry to sing..." so the box regains its lustful appearance. Because of Linghan's sudden action of fireworks among the cannibals, it's even more intoxicated two days ago. Zhou Weiwei is absent-minded and singing. Her eyes fall on the person in Ling Han's arms intentionally or unintentionally. Her eyes gradually tighten. For the first time in days, someone can sit down in the position beside Ling Han. This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.