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"Teacher, I will ask two nannies and a professional doctor to take care of you. Also, my mother has a strange personality, but you don't have to be afraid, she is already preparing to return to New York." Song Haojun let go of her wrist and took a step back. Looking at her face, he apologetically said, "Teacher, I still have other things to do. You can stay here and wait for me to finish my work. Don't go out and wander around."

After saying that, Song Haojun turned around and left, a trace of anger appearing on his handsome face.

Shulan's mind was completely in his control. Every word, every expression, every jumping thought, she was unable to keep up with.

And so … He accepted her just like that?

After that, she hurriedly left without any warmth, leaving her alone with her sharp eyes and mother Song, who was full of suspicion?

Shu Lan wanted to go through the process again. Han Tianning had just been in a car accident, and Song Haojun was a public figure. Thus, he definitely wouldn't give her any status at this time. This was correct.

Song Haojun had always been gentle and considerate towards her. After that incident, he had already become pregnant with his "bloodline". In addition, Zhu Qi had always wanted a grandson, so he had no other choice. That was why he made such a decisive decision.

It was just that she didn't want it to be confidential. The media had harassed her and made this matter public, letting everyone in the world know that she, Shu Lan, had the child of Song Haojun …

Under the pressure of public opinion, he would give up on Han Tianning and give himself and his child a title before justifiably becoming the Song Family's daughter-in-law.

Taking advantage of the present and bribing her future mother-in-law's heart, the road in the future would be a bit smoother.

She would replace the unconscious Han Tianning and become Mrs. Song.

Han Tianning, who was sleeping quietly, had missed such a wonderful show. It was hard to tell if he was lucky or unlucky.

If she woke up and found out that there was another pregnant woman living in the new room, or that she was pregnant with her husband and children, she didn't know what kind of expression she would have on her face.

An elegant woman was standing beside the regenerative treatment bed, checking the data with a grave expression on her face.

"Dr. Zhuo, how are things today?" A man knocked lightly on the door and asked.

"There's no deterioration at all. It seems to have frozen at this stage." Zhuo Yi continued without turning back, "However, this is good news. The injured areas in my body began to heal with the help of medicine, and it seems to have aroused my immunity. I just don't know if I'll be able to wake up."

"..." Mr. Yan, are you busy with your work? Staying here everyday? " Zhuo Yi Feng suddenly turned around and looked at the man at the door.

"Doesn't your husband have nothing better to do every day?" Zhuo Yifeng's words were calm, but to him, it was the greatest of news.

As long as Han Tianning's condition was stable and did not worsen, it would be good news.

Zhuo Yifeng recorded the data personally and felt a little embarrassed at his teasing. "You can talk to the patient for a while. I'll go analyze the data."

After saying that, she left the room and closed the door.

Yes, the company does things to a certain extent, the chairman is very free, there's basically nothing to do, unless it's something big that has to be done personally, otherwise, you can play golf for an entire day …

Su Muyun was like this. All day long, he would use the remote control on the phone and occasionally show his face at the headquarters. Normally, he would stick around this island that was as beautiful as spring and didn't want to leave even one step.

If he was a noble himself, he would be able to play around and socialize easily every day. His family would have a professional investment planner and think up a think tank to help him manage his business.

Zhuo Yifeng wryly smiled as he analyzed the data. Luckily, Su Muyun wasn't a descendant of a noble family, otherwise she would have been miserable …

He would drown in a jar of honey.

He walked over to Han Tianning's bedside and caressed her face.

Such smooth skin, just a little bit pale.

Song Haojun didn't come here to see her for a week, so no one would fight with him for her ownership.

"Ning Ning, you've been asleep for almost a month. Do you know what's going on outside?" A soft voice resounded in her ear, reporting on the recent happenings dutifully, "Song Haojun has called a press conference. An Mo has become his gold medal team, but he actually wants to make a comeback."

"Ning, do you know how difficult it is? Song Haojun is currently covered with negative news. Moreover, Shu Lan is actually living in a villa at the Glazed Mountain, as if she's the mistress of the place. " A wry smile surfaced on Yan Ziyan's lips as he gently caressed her black hair. "Ning Ning, if you don't wake up now, your husband will be taken away by someone."

As he looked at her expressionless face, he felt a pang in his heart. He really didn't want to see Han Tianning like this. Even if he had to return to Song Haojun's side, as long as he could open his eyes and smile, he wouldn't ask for anything else.

"Song Haojun needs you to be his manager, needs you to help him block the rumors, needs you to supervise him …" He gently held her hand and said in a low voice, "Ning Ning, hurry and get up. We all love you very much, and we don't want to lose you. Can you hear me?"

His words were filled with killing intent towards Shu Lan, but when he investigated and found out that Song Haojun had brought Shu Lan back home and had sent someone to protect her, his keen brain smelled something strange.

He decided to stay put and wait for Song Haojun's next move.

After a close observation during this period of time, he had already discovered that Song Haojun was showing a terrible side to him. He seemed to be disdainful of physical torture, focusing instead on mental torture.

According to the informant he had arranged, in this seemingly peaceful and happy environment, Shu Lan was very restless. She was even a bit nervous, and had already developed to the point where she needed to see a therapist.

It had only been a week. From what he knew, Song Haojun had only returned to Glazed Mountain once. What had he done to Shu Lan? Shulan wasn't some pregnancy syndrome. It was more like postpartum depression.

His bitter smile gradually turned cruel as he looked at Han Tianning's face, hoping that Song Haojun would spare Shulan's life. He hadn't even started to kill her, so he didn't want to toy with her until she died.

In the control room on the other side of the ward, there was an intimate scene playing out.

"Xiao Yun! Can you take a little notice of the situation, next door is... "Don't come again …" The woman's voice was shattered from the impact. She raised her moist eyes and furiously glared at the handsome man behind her.

"Feng, don't look at me with that kind of expression …" The magnetic man's voice was whispering like a spoiled child, but his handsome face had an unkind smile.

Even after all these years, this guy still hadn't changed at all. God, who was going to save her?!

Shulan's hand trembled slightly as she held the phone.

She didn't know what Song Haojun was busy with every day. She couldn't monitor his every move, nor did she know what he was doing.

However, every day, Song Haojun would give her a call. Every day, he would ask her about her health, as if he was extremely eager for the little life in her stomach.

The more he cared about her, the better for her, the more guilty she felt.

There were even times when she wanted to tell him the truth, but she couldn't muster the courage to do so.

It was their number again. Shulan didn't want to answer, but she didn't dare.

"..." Teacher, haven't you gotten the information that we want? " The voice on the other end sounded impatient, "You took so long to pick up the phone. Aren't you living too comfortably?"

"He hasn't been home all this time. I can't get you any useful information." Shu Lan took a deep breath, trying her best to remain calm as she spoke.

"Oh? Isn't your mother-in-law home? It's also very easy to get rid of her. " The person chuckled, something stuck in his throat. "Teacher, we don't have much time left. Once the Song Family is prepared, it's useless even if they want you. You should know what will happen to you."

"Understood …" "I know, you guys give me a little more time …" Shulan said with difficulty.

"Teacher, it can't be that you've really fallen in love with that kid, so you delayed giving us the news." The person on the other side of the phone was about to hang up when he suddenly asked.

"…"

"But it doesn't matter. As long as you get what we need, that brat will be yours later on. We won't interfere anymore." After saying that, the other party laughed again before hanging up the phone.

Shulan gripped his phone, his face pale.

"Haojun, why did you come back today? It just so happens that I have something to tell you. "

As soon as Shu Lan opened the door, she heard Zhu Qi's voice. She happily looked outside and saw Song Haojun wearing a pair of shoes, standing outside the door.

"Well, I can have a little rest today." Song Haojun who just flew back from New York spoke with a tired tone.

During this time, he had been busy with his studio, press conference, and his father's company, which had caused him to travel on the plane almost every day.

He had originally planned to fly to the island this afternoon to check on Han Tianning, but he was afraid that he would lose control and be reluctant to leave her side, causing him to delay more important matters.

"Lord Argent." Shuran walked up to him joyfully and stretched out his hand, looking forward to a hug from him.

However, standing in front of her, Song Haojun only gave her a gentle smile, "Teacher, I heard from the doctor that you have been in a bad mood lately. Why?"

Shulan heard this and immediately lowered his head in silence.

"Did my mother bully you?" As he spoke deliberately, Song Haojun looked at Zhu Qi.

"I was going to tell you that I want to take her back to New York." Zhu Qi was displeased. Seeing that she had the blood of the Song Family in her stomach, she had never bullied her before.

It was just that she did not like Shulan's personality. She was a little bored, and had a miserable look on her face every day. No one knew what she was thinking about. In contrast, Han Tianning was so adorable that no matter what he said, he would happily accept. Even if he scolded her, she would laugh.

But Shulan, not to mention scolding her, she had just gone too far with her words. She immediately hid into the room with a wronged and depressed expression on her face, refusing to come out …

Zhu Qi couldn't stand such a sullen young wife. This son wasn't here yet. If Song Haojun was here, she might have been able to hide from the tears in her son's arms and make him look like an evil mother-in-law.