Daddy, Here Is Mommy

Gong Nanling's heart was in his throat as he saw her like this. His temples suddenly jumped. Gritting his teeth, he angrily bit down on the name of the culprit.    

"Xia Luoxi!"    

It was unknown if it was a little too heavy on his head, but his mind grew increasingly muddled. In his line of sight, there seemed to be multiple layers of shadows. Peach Blossom narrowed her eyes and looked at the person on the bed once again. His vision cleared a little.    

Gu Mengmeng was still unconscious. Even though half of her face was red and swollen, it could not hide her beauty.    

Gong Nanling's heart tightened. He swallowed his saliva with difficulty and resisted the urge to start a prairie fire. Ye Zichen held her shoulders and called out worriedly.    

"Gu Mengmeng …"    

"…"    

The person on the bed didn't react at all, like a sleeping spirit.    

"Gu Mengmeng, wake up …"    

Gong Nanling was astonished. He did not expect this medicine to be so powerful. He swore to himself.    

[Gu Mengmeng, don't worry. I won't spare a single one of those who hurt you.]    

"Gu Mengmeng, wake up …"    

He held her shoulders, his palms burning. His back tightened as his breathing became more and more rapid.    

In the light, the faint fragrance was getting stronger and stronger.    

His body began to feel uneasy and uncomfortable. He stood up and prepared to turn down the temperature in the room, but he heard a light snort.    

"Hmm?"    

He quickly turned around. His eyes were sparkling, and his palms were covered in a thin layer of sweat. Cen Bo's lips slightly moved as he softly called out.    

"Gu Mengmeng …"    

"Mm …"    

Gu Mengmeng's thick and slender eyelashes trembled. Her eyes narrowed into a slit, and her red lips moved as she answered. She also seemed to feel the heat, and the swan blanket slid down a little bit …    

Her figure was white and indistinct.    

It hit Gong Nanling's eye strongly.    

He couldn't help but roll his Adam's apple, and a faint cold fragrance flowed between his nostrils.    

His mind was starting to get out of control, and he was starting to lose control of his impulses. He forced himself to stand up and lifted his hand, preparing to carry Gu Mengmeng.    

"Gu Mengmeng, let's go home."    

"Yes." Gu Mengmeng obediently cooperated with him. She pulled her almond-shaped eyes apart, blinked her long eyelashes, and then put her arm around his neck. The corner of her mouth curled up into an enchanting smile.    

That smile could captivate a person's soul.    

Gong Nanling's heart was pounding crazily.    

Snow. It messed up his mind.    

The fragrance slowly invaded his internal organs, and every cell was emitting hot steam. His consciousness slowly left his body, leaving only his instincts.    

Before he had a chance to lift Gu Mengmeng up, his entire body fell to the ground.    

The four corners of the orange light were clearly hidden.    

A faint cold fragrance assaulted his senses, causing him to fall into a deep slumber.    

In a room. A faint fragrance drifted about.    

"..."    

Li City.    

Phoenix Stage.    

The whimpering bell chimes every two hours.    

Not just here, the whole country.    

Lin Ange didn't know why, but every time she heard the bell chimes, her heart would throb painfully. A hint of sadness appeared on his face.    

Lu Yiyao held the bowl of soup and blew gently. He waited until it was a bit cold before taking a spoonful and bringing it to her lips.    

"Wife, come."    

He took care to protect her.    

Lin Ange took a sip and felt it was a little light.    

"What soup is this?" "How faint."    

"Hai Zhen Tang." Is it faint? "    

Lu Yiyao asked in concern as he frowned slightly.    

"Mm, you try it."    

Lin Ange sat with her hands on her stomach.    

Lu Yiyao tasted it gently, but it did not go away. Thinking about it, she was pregnant, so her tastes were pretty heavy.    

"How is it?"    

Lin Ange looked at him with blinking eyes.    

"It is rather light. I'll have the kitchen redo it."    

Lu Yiyao couldn't bear to expose her, so he definitely agreed. Then, he took his phone and prepared to let Ding Mo in.    

"Forget it, it's too much trouble to do it again." Give it to me. "    

Lin Ange was a person who didn't want to bother others, so she raised her eyebrows to stop him.    

"No."    

As long as Lin Ange was slightly dissatisfied with Lu Yiyao, he wouldn't feel at ease.    

"Aiya, what's wrong with that. "Give it to me, I'm hungry."    

"Wife, please wait for a moment. I'll do it again very quickly."    

Lu Yiyao insisted.    

"Give it to me."    

Lin Ange pouted, her tone filled with helplessness.    

Lu Yiyao thought for a moment and lifted his thin lips.    

"I'll feed you."    

Seeing that he was insistent, Lin Ange felt at ease and 'enjoyed' him.    

Just as he finished his bowl of soup, a light knock came from the door.    

"Come in."    

Lu Yiyao replied.    

Ding Mo pushed the door open and walked in slowly. He nodded slightly and whispered.    

"CEO, Master Young Master Geng is awake."    

"Alright."    

Lu Yiyao put down the bowl of soup, took a tissue and handed it to Lin Ange, then pulled the blanket for her.    

"I'll go see Ding Zigeng. Don't run around and lie down."    

"Got it. Hurry up and go."    

Lin Ange smiled at him and pushed him.    

"Good boy."    

Lu Yiyao scratched her nose as he doted on her.    

"Aiya, go quickly."    

"Alright."    

Lu Yiyao smiled gently at her. Then, he pushed the wheelchair and slid towards the door.    

Ding Mo gulped down the dog food. His ears couldn't help turning slightly red.    

Lin Ange watched them leave and gently wiped the corner of her mouth.    

Beep.    

A WeChat message came in.    

He picked it up and saw that it was Ye Qinghuan.    

[Ange, I'm very happy to hear that you have a baby again.]    

[Aunt Huan, I am happy too, and so is Lu Yiyao.]    

Lin Ange quickly replied.    

[An Ge, is Yiyao with you right now?]    

Ye Qinghuan seemed to have something to say to her, but she also wanted to avoid Lu Yiyao.    

[He isn't here. What's the matter with Aunt Huan?]    

When Lin Ange finished, the dialog box showed: The other party was typing...    

She waited for two seconds, but there was no reply. She felt a little strange.    

Just when she was hesitating whether she should call Ye Qinghuan, the other party called first.    

"Aunt Huan …"    

"An Ge, how's your reaction this time?"    

As soon as the call connected, Ye Qinghuan's concerned voice could be heard.    

"Hmm, not bad, no reaction."    

Afraid that she might be worried, Lin Ange didn't dare to say that she had fainted.    

"That's good."    

Ye Qinghuan paused for a moment before continuing.    

"An Ge, this time, auntie can't stay by your side. I'll take care of you and watch your production. You must pay more attention."    

"However, with Yiyao here, Auntie doesn't have to worry."    

What Ye Qinghuan said made Lin Ange's eyes turn red. A hint of bitterness rolled out from her chest.    

She lost her mother at the age of 10, and has never had true motherly love since then. Until she met Ye Qinghuan four years ago, she gave her mother's care and warmth. At that time, she had treated her like her own mother.    

He never expected that she was Lu Yiyao's mother, and also his future mother-in-law.