A Day of Love: The President's Prey

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"Do you want—" Xia Dongye paused before continuing to ask, "Do you want to meet Jing Qiu?"

When Xia Dongye mentioned the words "Sikong Jingqiu", Haiyue's body shrank reflexively, and the shocked expression on her face was obvious.

"I..." Haiyue hugged herself subconsciously, trembling like leaves falling in the wind. [

Xia Dongye was afraid that she would be too emotional and affect the fetus in her womb, so he quickly comforted her, "I'm just asking casually, if you don't want to see her, then don't."

His words made Haiyue calm down slowly.

"I'm just..." Haiyue whispered, her lips trembling violently, not knowing how to tell Xia Dongye what she was thinking in her heart.

It's not that she doesn't want to see Sikong Jingqiu, it's just that... after such a thing happened, whenever she thinks of that person, she can't help feeling afraid...

"I understand. You lie down and have a good sleep. Don't get too excited." Xia Dongye patted her on the shoulder, helped her flatten the bed, and lowered her voice as much as possible, "Although the life of the child in your stomach is very tenacious, But I can't stand the stimulation again and again, you know?"

"Yeah." Haiyue nodded, and closed her eyes obediently. The next second, as if thinking of something, she immediately opened them again, and asked awkwardly, "Doctor Xia, Sikong...won't..."

Because Sikong Jingqiu had given Haiyue too much stimulation, she now trusted Xia Dongye as a reliable safe haven.

Xia Dongye smiled knowingly, and patted her forehead lightly, "Don't worry, I won't let him in."

After receiving the guarantee, Haiyue was finally relieved, closed her eyes, and fell asleep peacefully.

Xia Dongye sat by the bed, watched her fall into a deep sleep, then put away his forced smile, stood up solemnly, and walked out of the ward.

"Did you hear it all?" Xia Dongye looked at the man standing quietly in the corridor, with his head pressed against the wall, his eyes closed tightly in pain, and his expression was haggard and distressed.

"I..." Sikong Jingqiu said, but the hard object in his throat and the hoarse voice made him unable to continue.