The pampered palm of the president

Chapter 525 Let nature take its course
"You said, Liyou is pregnant?"

Before Chu Mo stepped out of the door, he heard a hoarse voice behind him.

The sound seemed to be ground little by little on sandpaper, and the voice of the listener couldn't help but feel uncomfortable.

"You heard me right. Two months pregnant."

Chu Mo turned around and looked at Situ Qingyin who was surrounded by coldness.

Just listen to it.

It's better to have a little hope than to live like a walking dead.

"Let's go find your master."

Situ Qingyin stood up from the bed.

He didn't eat or rest all day, so he didn't feel uncomfortable when he got up, and he didn't even shake his body.

At this time, there was only one thought in his mind, which was to take back Xuanliyou.

As long as Xuan Liyou can live, as long as she and the child can return to him, he can do anything.

Chu Mo frowned.

His current state is really worrying.

"Zhixian will be here soon. And my master will close the mountain gate to remember his wife every few days before the New Year. We will wait until the New Year is over before going."

Su Huai's wife died on the 27th of the twelfth lunar month. Every year, she prepares cold food in advance and stays with her for three days. It's hard to tell whether it's for the love in her heart or for her guilt.

Today happened to be the 27th day of the twelfth lunar month, and the Chinese New Year would be in three days. Even if they went to Baicui Mountain, they would not be able to see Master.

He had never been so grateful for Master's paranoid and excessive habit.

With these three days of buffering, Situ Qingyin's physical condition will be better.

Now that he went to Baicui Mountain with a rush of blood, he was afraid that his body would collapse before going up the mountain.

While Situ Qingyin was still eating porridge, Wind Strings came.

He was forcing himself to do mechanical swallowing movements, when he heard the string of wind arriving, he put down the bowl and greeted it.

"Situ..."

Although Chu Mo said seriously on the phone, Feng Zhixian never thought that he would see such Situ Qingyin.

There was a coldness in the pair of pitch-black eyes, the thin lips pursed into a straight line, and the noble aura on his body seemed to have all turned into a dead breath, and the four characters "Do not enter the stranger" were written all over his body.

Situ Qingyin nodded at him and walked into the study.

Although Situ Song moved to a villa in the suburbs of Beijing after he was discharged from the hospital, he never came back.

But Situ Qingyin never occupied his study, but found an empty room on the second floor and remodeled it to become his own study.

Chu Mo shook his head helplessly at Feng Zhixian who was looking at him, and followed Situ Qingyin.

"What do you think about Qingchen and Zhiling?"

After eating the porridge, Situ Qingyin's voice was no longer as hoarse as before, but it was no longer as clear as before.

When Feng Zhiling was mentioned, Feng Zhixian's expression still couldn't help but darken.

Although he had made a decision before, he couldn't open his mouth seeing Situ Qingyin like this.

"I guess what you did was to prevent Zhiling from seeing Qingchen again. By the way, you also alienated me."

The fact that Wind Strings doesn't speak doesn't mean that Situ Qingyin doesn't speak.

He picked up the teacup and took a sip of the honey that Jin Yue asked the nanny to make for him to moisten his throat, and then expressed his guess.

Feng Zhixian remained silent, acquiescing to Situ Qingyin's statement.

They have known each other for so many years, and they know each other very well, and denying it insults the brotherhood between each other.

"What happened has already happened, why not let nature take its course? The two of them are not children anymore, why must we forcefully interfere with their affairs?"

Situ Qingyin caressed his chest, feeling that his chest was empty, and he broke out in a cold sweat after saying these few words.

When had his body been so weak?
(End of this chapter)