Chapter 1 His Bai Yueguang is back

When Song Jinshu walked to Shen Yan's office with the pregnancy test stick he had just bought, the door was ajar and a woman in a white dress sat on the sofa.

Shen Yan's eyes were filled with concern that she had never seen before. His eyes fell on her belly and his lips tightened.

Seeing the woman's face clearly, she clenched her fists unconsciously, and her nails almost dug into her palms.

After following Shen Yan for six years, of course she knew her.

Shen Yan's first love was also her Bai Yueguang, Su Yuemeng.

But in fact, she had never met her in person. Su Yuemeng had been abroad before. She would recognize her because she had seen the photo that Shen Yan had hidden in her wallet so many times, so she remembered the photo that she could never forget. Face.

So now he called her and asked her to buy a pregnancy test stick and send it over. It was Su Yuemeng...is she pregnant?

After being stunned at the door for a moment, Song Jinshu walked in as if nothing had happened and said respectfully and calmly to Shen Yan, "President, I have bought what you want."

Shen Yan glanced at her and said indifferently, "Get out."

Song Jinshu looked at the eyes that were distant and indifferent when facing her, and his fingertips felt a little cold.

She put the paper bag on the table, turned around and walked to the door, but Su Yuemeng suddenly stopped her, "Secretary, can you bring me a cup of hot water? I... feel a little uncomfortable."

Song Jinshu paused and subconsciously looked at Shen Yan.

When the man realized that she hadn't moved, he raised his eyebrows and said in a cold tone, "Do you want me to repeat it myself?"

"Okay Mr. Shen."

Song Jinshu pursed his lips, bowed slightly to him, and turned to leave.

Shen Yan's gentle voice came from behind, "What's wrong with you? Is it important?"

Something seemed to well up in his throat, and Song Jinshu felt a little clogged in his throat.

It turns out that he can be so gentle to someone, but that person is not her.

When she blocked his stomach from getting a drink, he never gave her another look. She hung a bottle to make plans for him to work overtime. His colleagues were afraid that she might die suddenly in the office. He just said coldly, "This is who she is." Things that are part of the job.

Before, she thought that Shen Yan might have a cold nature.

Now she seemed to understand that he was not cold and cold, it was just that the gentle and considerate side was not hers.

She tried hard to get rid of the messy thoughts in her mind and walked into the tea room to pour water, when she heard a burst of discussion.

"That Miss Su is really the CEO's Bai Yueguang?"

"Don't talk nonsense, okay? That Miss Su is the eldest young master's wife, that is, the sister-in-law of our president. You are not afraid of death if you talk like this."

A group of Shen's employees were gathering in the tea room and gossiping in low voices, and did not notice her walking over.

"If there's anything I can't say, it's the president's Bai Yueguang! The president has only one legitimate girlfriend that can be traced from beginning to end. It's just that these two broke up five years ago for some unknown reason, and then Miss Su married The president’s brother.”

A little girl from the secretary's office lowered her voice and said, "Now that the president's brother has passed away, I think these two people may get back together."

Song Jinshu felt the smell of blood in his mouth, pursed his lips, and then felt a stinging pain.

She bit her lip and made a small, almost undetectable gash, and blood was seeping out, staining the carefully applied lip gloss on her lips.

A broken mirror reunited...

She was in a daze for a while, and suddenly she heard someone say, "But isn't it said that the president got married three years ago?"

"Then have you met the legendary CEO's wife?"

Someone quickly responded, "The president has never been brought out for so many banquets. I think it is either a rumor, or he is married and used as a decoration..."

"If I remember correctly, it's working time now."

A clear female voice interrupted their discussion, and Song Jinshu walked in with an expression very similar to Shen Yan's indifference, as if he didn't care what they said at all.

"The company's rules and regulations clearly mention that chatting is prohibited during working hours, and the president's personal matters are not something employees can discuss at will."

Several people turned around in shock, and when they saw Song Jinshu, their expressions were a bit resentful, "Song, Secretary Song, let's just talk casually..."

"I don't want it to happen again."

Song Jinshu's tone was cold, and he took the cup and took the water, "Now, it's time for you to go back to work."

A group of people exchanged glances, lowered their heads and walked out, but someone muttered, "This woman only relies on being the president's secretary to show off her authority. I think she wants to be in the position the most, tsk."

"Probably because he saw the CEO's Bai Yueguang coming, he felt jealous but couldn't do anything, so he just got angry with us. He really treated himself like a green onion."

Song Jinshu's hand holding the cup froze slightly, then he laughed to himself.

Also, she has never appeared in the name of "Mrs. Shen". In the eyes of these people, her considerate care for Shen Yan as his wife is indeed like flattery and trying to get a position.

She originally thought that Shen Yan's heart could be healed, but now that she thought about it, it seemed too ridiculous.

Perhaps she has never been in his eyes, only Su Yuemeng deserves to be at the forefront of his heart.

But five years ago, when he lost his sight in a car accident, she gave up the opportunity to study abroad and willingly went to his house to work as a nutritionist to take care of him personally. However, he missed Su Mengyue but did not hesitate to abandon him and follow Shen Fei abroad.

When I returned to the office with the cup of hot water, there was a used pregnancy test stick on the table, with two lines that were dazzlingly red.

Shen Yan's eyes were a little dark, but Su Yuemeng clutched the corners of his clothes tightly, her eyes glowed with a pitiful red color, and she looked at Shen Yan with a look full of dependence.

Seeing her coming in, Shen Yan frowned, "Does it take so long to pour water?"

Song Jinshu pursed his lips slightly and handed the water glass to Su Yuemeng, "I'm sorry, CEO."

She waited until she stabilized the water glass before letting go of her hand, but unexpectedly, Su Yuemeng's hand suddenly trembled.

The water glass fell on the back of her hand, and the scalding hot water instantly turned her skin red.

Song Jinshu frowned in pain, and then heard Su Yuemeng let out a soft cry.

The cup fell into her arms, rolled down her belly to the floor, and was smashed to pieces.

She held her stomach and looked a little pale.

"Mengmeng!"

A big hand pinched her arm and threw her away. Shen Yan frowned and walked around to Su Yuemeng. His dark eyes stared at her belly, "Are you okay?"

Song Jinshu opened his mouth, feeling a little bitter in his mouth.

Seeing him walking around in front of her with a nervous expression, she stared at Su Yuemeng's belly, feeling a little dazed.

Shen Yan's eldest brother passed away in a car accident two months ago, and Su Yuemeng's belly seemed not to be pregnant yet.

So whose child will it be?

Unbelievable guesses popped up in her mind. Song Jinshu stared blankly at the two people close together, and suddenly felt that his vision was a little blurry.

The sour feeling on the tip of her nose was so heavy that she could only bite her lips tightly to prevent tears from coming out, but her fingertips were trembling violently.

Until Shen Yan's cold and stern voice came, "You can't even do the small thing of serving tea and pouring water?"