Wealthy family pet: refusing to marry a black-bellied president

Chapter 313 You Never Need To Say Sorry To Me

It's just that honeymoons never end and jobs don't.

At No. 15 days, they came back from their trip.

Back home, both of them were exhausted for two days.

Although Han Muqing is married now, he was worried that Feng Weiwei didn't know how to get along with his parents, and the working hours of the two were not very stable, so Han Muqing simply moved back to his previous apartment. The two of them lived just right.

Mrs. Han objected at first, but was stopped by Father Han later.

The two young people just got married, so it would be better for them to live alone.These are the original words of Father Han.

When Feng Weiwei heard these words, she couldn't help but cry.

"It seems that Dad's thinking is quite avant-garde." When Feng Weiwei said this, she was lying on the sofa with her head resting on Han Muqing's thigh.

She especially likes this position, it's very comfortable.

"My dad always supports any decision I make." Han Muqing held a plate of fruit in his hand, and after saying a few words, he would stuff a piece of fruit into Feng Weiwei's mouth.

"My parents are like this too." Feng Weiwei spoke of her parents with a lot of pride in her tone, "They have supported any of my decisions since I was a child, just like I said before that I would go to Germany to study. They did not persuade me, but in After knowing it, try to raise money to send me to study abroad.”

In fact, at that time, Feng Weiwei regretted her first year in Germany, and often regretted it to the point of crying, wanting to go back.

But every time she thinks that her parents are still worried about her future tuition and living expenses, she dare not tell her parents that she regrets it.

Her parents have always taught her that she should walk on the path she chooses even when she cries.

"Did you think of something?"

Han Muqing was still listening to her, but she stopped suddenly, and then there was a touch of sadness on her face.

Han Muqing cupped her face: "Tell me about it."

"It's nothing..." Feng Weiwei said with some bitterness, "It's just that I think back then that I wanted to study in Germany so capriciously, which is actually very irresponsible."

I am also very sorry for my parents.

Let them all be old and worry about her.

"It's not your fault."

Han Muqing touched her face: "Blame me, if I had been tougher at the beginning, maybe we wouldn't have to be so passive."

"It's not your fault either." Feng Weiwei took Han Muqing's hand and pressed her face against his warm palm, "I'm very grateful to you, really."

Thank you Han Muqing for waiting for her without any hope.

"You never have to say sorry to me."

Han Muqing said softly, "We are husband and wife now."

Hearing this address, Feng Weiwei's sorrow seemed to be blown away by something: "Yes, I forgot, we are already married."

Marriage also means that all the things that Feng Weiwei was worried about in the past have now been successfully completed.

"Okay, don't think so much." Han Muqing kissed her on the lips, "Let's enjoy the rest of the vacation. After the vacation is over, we will return to the battlefield."

Hearing that Han Muqing turned his work into a battlefield, Feng Weiwei couldn't help laughing: "Yes, a battlefield, a bloody battlefield."

After Feng Weiwei finished her marriage leave, she returned to work, and the most she did every day was surgery.

She always felt that there were countless operations to be done, and Han Muqing was busy with work in the company every day.

Time slipped quietly to two months later.

At noon that day, Feng Weiwei just got up to go to eat, but she felt dizzy when she stood up, and she sat back on the chair immediately.

But the symptoms did not ease, she quickly picked up the phone on the table, and then dialed the assistant's cell phone number.

"Doctor Feng, what's the matter?"

The assistant's voice was a little surprised, maybe it was strange, why Feng Weiwei didn't go to eat at this time.

"I'm not feeling well, I might faint soon, you come to my office now..."

As soon as these words were spoken, Feng Weiwei fell directly on the table without making a sound.

The phone hadn't been hung up yet, and the assistant's terrified cry was on the other end.

Feng Weiwei felt as if she had a dream. In the dream, a child was smiling at her.

The child was very good-looking, his facial features were exquisite as if they were carved out, and his short, fluffy hair was illuminated into a golden look in the sun.

Feng Weiwei stood in front of the child, and did not reach out to touch it. She was afraid that the child would disappear if she touched it.

She began to think back in her mind, if one day she and Han Muqing had a child, would the child look as good as the one in front of her?

Just thinking like this, Feng Weiwei suddenly felt a suction sucking her into a certain place.

She opened her eyes suddenly.

All that could be seen was the glaring white ceiling, and Han Muqing sitting beside the hospital bed.

"Vivi, are you awake?"

Han Muqing saw that she was awake, and immediately stood up from the chair happily, holding her hand: "How are you? Is there any discomfort in your body?"

Feng Weiwei felt the discomfort coming from her body, and then frowned: "I seem to be a little weak, what's wrong with me?"

"You're pregnant." Han Muqing said happily, "Weiwei, we have a baby of our own."

"Pregnant?"

Feng Weiwei was taken aback, no wonder she saw a child in her dream just now, it turned out that she was pregnant.

Although the child was going to be born sooner or later, Feng Weiwei felt a little sudden so soon.

"What's the matter, you don't look very happy?" Han Muqing sat down holding her hand, "Don't you want this child?" He asked cautiously, with a touch of sadness on his face.

"No..." Feng Weiwei shook her head and said hastily, "I just feel a little sudden."

"You've been so tired recently, you just fainted from exhaustion in the office." Han Muqing held her hand tightly, "Don't do this again next time, okay? You'll scare me to death."

God knows how scared he was when Feng Weiwei's assistant called and told him that Feng Weiwei had passed out in the hospital.

"sorry."

Feng Weiwei knew she was wrong: "I didn't expect that I would be pregnant."

If she knew she was pregnant, she wouldn't work so hard.

However, now that she is pregnant with a child, there must be other adjustments in the hospital, and Han Muqing cares so much about this child, she will definitely ask her to ask for leave to raise the baby at home.

"It's okay, just pay more attention in the future." Han Muqing said, his brows and eyes suddenly softened, and he moved his hand to Feng Weiwei's lower abdomen. Although it was still flat there, Han Muqing felt that the life inside was already quietly creeping. grown up.

"The doctor said the child is healthy." Han Muqing said softly.

"It's good to be healthy." Feng Weiwei's heart was relieved now, she was very afraid that her child would suffer with her in the future because of her carelessness.

"But your health is not good." Han Muqing's tone sank, "You need to rest, otherwise your body will collapse sooner or later."

"I see." Feng Weiwei smiled helplessly, "Now that I have a baby, I will pay more attention to rest, don't worry."

"I've asked for leave for you today." Han Muqing said, "Let's take a good rest for a day, okay?"

He has already said that, so Feng Weiwei can still say it badly.

(End of this chapter)