He opened the bedroom door and looked outside. Mama Han was talking to a servant. The moment she saw the bedroom door open, she immediately went up and asked, "Hao Jun, did you sleep well last night?"

"Good morning, Mom." Song Haojun squeezed out a smile at his mother, looked around, and asked, "Where's Ning?"

"She went out early in the morning." Mother Han didn't know that Han Tianning slept on the sofa outside last night.

"Oh …" "So it's like that …" Song Haojun was somewhat disappointed that he didn't see Han Tianning this morning.

However, when he thought about how she had recovered and was standing in front of him, it was as if he had pushed aside the dark clouds and seen the sunlight. The panic and darkness in his chest disappeared.

Han Tianning arrived at the studio early in the morning. She was worried.

Two years ago, the music market was in a downturn. During the first month of her third album, when she was crazily selling 3 million albums, although she wasn't Song Haojun's assistant, she had told her boss that the peak of her career was at its most dangerous.

No one could forever stand at the top of the pyramid. The higher the pyramid, the easier it was for it to sway and unsteady. The person standing on top of it would very likely fall down one day, completely unrecognizable.

However, Song Haojun's mental fortitude far exceeded her expectations. In the face of the dark accusations from the outside world, in the face of the great danger to his family, for him to be able to stay silent until now, he must have suffered a lot.

Although he said that he wouldn't forgive her, Han Tianning still felt sad when he thought of his suffering.

He was, after all, the man of deep love. No matter how cold he appeared, if he was in pain, then so was he.

Reading the negative news on the internet, Han Tianning slowly fell into a rage that had no name. She had thought that after her rebirth, she would be calm, but those people who took advantage of the situation had no morals at all!

This won't do, she had to turn the tide at this moment, pushing the one they had thrown into the abyss, Song Haojun, back into a position that would make others look up to him.

Han Tianning typed in a line of title on a blank document — Song Haojun's plan to rescue him.

The other people in the studio were not at work yet, when the phone suddenly rang. Han Tianning looked at the number, it was from Song Haojun.

"Ning Ning, I've brought you breakfast …" Song Haojun said as he stood outside the studio's door.

"I've eaten."

Han Tianning flipped through the information in his hand as he looked at Huang Qiong's statistics. There was a part of her that specifically hired gunners to step on Song Haojun on various websites and forums.

"I drank too much yesterday. There were a lot of things I wanted to say to you, but …" Song Haojun vaguely remembered that she mentioned Shu Lan.

"Hao Jun, let's go to the medical center to see your teacher first. If you have something to say, we can talk after we finish dealing with her, alright?" Han Tianning seemed to be discussing something, but his tone carried a determination that could not be discussed. He used a red pen to draw a few ID names.

"I know …" Song Haojun hung the breakfast Han Hanyu had made on the door, "Leave it at the door. I'll be leaving first."

"Goodbye." Han Tianning continued to sit there without moving as he continued to skim through the information.

"Goodbye …" I love you. "

When Han Tianning heard the last three words, his right hand that held the brush trembled slightly, and his heart tightened.

She remembered clearly that every day when she was in a coma, Song Haojun would tell her these three words on the phone.

Then he would tell her every time that he wouldn't be stingy to her every day, every morning, afternoon, evening, whenever she woke up … and sincerely say to her, "I love you..."

It was as if it had penetrated deep into his bone marrow, bringing with it a sweet and painful feeling.

Cheng Ziquan was at the medical center, looking at Shulan, who had a big belly.

"Teacher, since we moved to the Glazed Villa, you rarely take the initiative to contact us." Cheng Ziquan looked at Shu Lan, turning the engagement ring on the ring finger of his right hand. The exquisite makeup was enchanting, in stark contrast to the ashen face of Shu Lan.

"Because... To Calm the Fetus... Moreover, Haoyue did not want this to be known to more people. He was a public figure and feared that the media would come and harass me. " Shulan had not expected Cheng to return here today.

"Teacher, Hao Jun treats you so well." Beneath his raised eyelashes, a hint of jealousy and hatred flashed past Cheng Ziquan's eyes.

"You're engaged too?" Shulan looked at the pigeon egg-like diamond in her hand and suddenly felt a hint of envy in her voice.

Song Haojun …." He didn't seem to have given her anything.

"I don't really like a businessman, but... If you have money, then listen. " Stretching out his hand and looking at the engagement ring, Cheng Ziquan's eyes flashed onto Shu Lan's empty hand, "Teacher, you are really amazing, to be able to get pregnant with Song Haojun's child, didn't he say he would divorce at any time? "You should just hang around like that, be his mistress, and give birth to an illegitimate child without any status …"

"He said he would marry me when the baby was born." Shulan interrupted her.

"Haoyue wouldn't lie." Cheng Ziquan nodded his head in a serious manner before continuing, "But Han Tianning has returned. I heard that last night, they held a banquet to celebrate with relatives and friends …" But teacher is alone in the hospital, he doesn't even have a home. "

Cheng Ziquan had seen the news. Han Tianning, who had once been rumored by the media to be dead, a vegetable, and mysteriously missing, had returned yesterday morning.

Doggy and the media camped in front of the entrance of Liu-Li Manor. They caught her riding in her cousin's car, returning to the manor and revealing the gossip about how she chased Shuran out of the house.

Cheng Ziquan, who had nothing better to do but was in charge of the wasteland, would gather news about Song Hao every day. Naturally, when he saw this headline, he was immediately excited.

When the media first reported that there was a pregnant woman living in Song Haojun's house, Cheng saw a photo of Shu Lan and began to hate her.

She knew that Shu Lan definitely had some ulterior motives in living in Song Haojun's house. Indeed, she had succeeded in seducing him and was pregnant with his child …

She had called Shulan several times and wanted to ask her out to play, but he would not come out to see her. For seven months, he would not come out.

Seeing Shulan being brought to the medical center by someone from the medical center yesterday, Cheng Ziquan finally arrived. Liu Li Manor was not something that ordinary people could enter, but as a high-class child and a rich second generation, she could enter.

Shulan turned even paler when she heard Cheng Ziquan's words.

She bit her lips and lowered her head to look at her stomach.

She had seen the news last night. The medical center was well-equipped, and she was not in the mood to see pictures taken secretly by the media on television.

Song Haojun returned, but didn't call her. He first flew to Han Tianning's side …

Perhaps, what Song Haojun cared about was only her belly's "Song Family bloodline".

She dug her fingers into her belly and it felt like it was filled with lead. She was almost unable to stand up.

"Teacher, are you alright?" Cheng Ziquan pretended to be concerned and asked.

"It's fine, Rui …" What have you been doing? Why can't I get through to him? " Shu Lan's entire body broke out in a cold sweat as she thought about the possibility that Song Haojun treated her so well because of the child in her womb. She was almost at her limit, wanting to find someone to share her pain.

Only Tang Rui …

"He's been rather busy recently. It seems like he's been sought out at home. Anyway, he keeps changing his phone number and doesn't often stay at bars. He hides from his family every day." Cheng Ziquan waved his hand, and the diamond ring flashed with a dazzling light.

When Song Haojun arrived at the medical center, he didn't directly go to Shu Lan's ward, but went to the chief physician's office.

"The fetus has been deformed because of the mother's reckless use of medicine, disordered work and rest, and has had several miscarriages in the past... Perhaps in less than eight months, the baby will die, "the doctor emphasized to Song Haojun." For the sake of my mother's health, we recommend that we immediately perform the induction operation.

Song Haojun looked at the medical records signed by the doctors and the ultrasound. Shu Lan didn't even know about this.

The fetus had been detected long ago, but no one had told Shulan.

This is also related to Shulan's pregnancy, crazy medication, smoking, high levels of nervousness.

"Do it." Song Haojun didn't want to wait any longer. If Han Tianning stayed on the island for another month, he would let Shulan perish by herself …

But now that Han Tianning had returned, he didn't want his wife to see that he was using vicious means to torture another woman who was pregnant.

He was afraid that Han Tianning would think that he was cruel, but he also felt that it wasn't worth doing it himself. Doing such a dirty thing had tainted his hands.

"But do you need the family's signature?" the doctor asked, nodding.

"She has no family." Song Haojun raised his head and looked at the doctor, a smile appearing on his lips, "Directly induced labor."

Shulan was sitting powerlessly on the sickbed, while Cheng Zizong had a hint of disdain and jealousy in his eyes. However, his tone was still very gentle, as if they were close friends. "Teacher, what's the feeling of going to bed with your own student?"

Shu Lan looked at her stomach. Upon hearing her words, her face turned even more unsightly. She tried her best to act like a teacher. "Subgroup, don't ask such an embarrassing question."

"Oh, you're so young. I'm just curious." Cheng Ziquan pursed his lips, sitting beside Shulan. "Teacher is so lucky. Both men have the physique of Westerners …"

"Subgroup." Shu Lan's face was about to turn green from anger.

"Teacher …" Cheng Zi Qun wanted to say something, but when he saw two people walk in, he immediately stood up.

Beside the doctor in the white coat was the emaciated and manly Song Haojun.

Shu Lan also saw Song Haojun, her face blank as she blankly stared at him.

"The sub-group is also here?" Song Haojun smiled at Cheng Ziquan.

"Lord Hao …" "I thought you were still at Ning Ning Ning's place …" Cheng Ziquan saw someone he had a crush on for a long time. Even though he was about to get married, he still blushed and felt his heart beat faster when he looked at such a handsome face.

Unconsciously, she reached out to straighten her clothes, wanting to take out some mirror foundation from her bag and fix her makeup.

"Lord Argent." Shu Lan held onto her waist as she stood up. Looking at the young and handsome man, she suddenly felt like crying.