CEO's Beloved Sweetheart

When Han Zhiyu got closer, she found the three men from the Lu Family were there. Each of them had an ugly expression on their faces.    

Knowing that they did not like her, Han Zhiyu turned her head and only greeted Chen Tian. She asked, "Can I go in and take a look at him now? I promise that I will not disturb him. "    

Just as Chen Tian's lips moved, Wen Jingchun, who was by the side, replied in a strange tone. "Miss Han, there must be a first come first serve when visiting. Even if you want to see Yiran, you must be behind us. "    

This call of Miss Han directly indicated that she did not acknowledge Han Zhiyu and Mrs Lu's identity at all.    

Lu Zhanyan did not stop her. Clearly, he agreed with her. Lu Jinchen, on the other hand, had a wicked smile on his face as he watched the show.    

Unexpectedly, Han Zhiyu didn't pay any attention to him. She only said to Chen Tian, "If it still doesn't work, then I will come back later. "    

Just as Han Zhiyu was about to turn around and leave, a domineering but weak voice suddenly came from the room, "Come in!"    

Han Zhiyu's face lit up. Only after hearing Lu Yiran's voice did she feel slightly relieved.    

After Chen Tian received the order, he opened the door of the room and let Han Zhiyu in. At the same time, he reminded her carefully, "Director Lu, Mr. Lu and the others. . . "    

"Wait!" The concise and impatient reply was clearly heard by the people outside the door.    

"Dad, let's go back. Anyway, he doesn't care about us looking at him. " The anger in Lu Jinchen's heart was rising.    

"Enough, shut up!" Lu Zhanyan, who was already angry, shouted angrily.    

"Dad. . . " Lu Jinchen was about to say something when Wen Jingchun pulled his arm. She winked at him and shook her head.    

Lu Jinchen was so angry that he laughed. "Hmph, if you want to wait, you can wait. I won't keep you company. "    

He did not come voluntarily. Now, he still had to look at his expression. This made Lu Jinchen even more unbearable.    

"Chen, where are you going?" Wen Jingchun stood up and shouted at his back.    

"Don't worry about him. Let him go!" Lu Zhanyan responded in a rough voice.    

Wen Jingchun looked at Lu Jinchen's back as he ran away. For some reason, she felt an inexplicable uneasiness in her heart.    

In the ward.    

Lu Yiran was lying on the sickbed, his whole body snow white. Perhaps because he had just woken up, his body was still relatively weak.    

He saw Han Zhiyu standing at the door with tears in her eyes. The pale corner of his mouth squeezed out a smile, "Zhiyu, come here. "    

Her weak voice was filled with infinite tenderness.    

Han Zhiyu pursed her lips and moved her feet to Lu Yiran's bedside. She reached out and held his hand.    

Before she could say a word, Bean-sized tears fell down one by one.    

"I should be happy when I wake up. Why are you crying?"    

"Do you know that I'm always afraid that you won't wake up?" Han Zhiyu's eyes were red from crying.    

"You are so worried about me?"    

"Who said I was worried about you? I'm not worried about you! "    

Han Zhiyu pretended to be angry and bit her lips. She turned her head and did not want to see him. Not long after, she felt that her finger was hooked and pulled down. "Zhiyu, sit down. Let me take a good look at you. "    

Initially Han Zhiyu wanted to ignore him due to gambling anger but when her gaze came into contact with the pleading look in his eyes, her heart immediately softened.    

She slowly sat down, her eyes filled with gentleness.    

Then, she pulled his hand and gently pressed it on her belly, her gentle gaze looking at him.    

It was as if they were the only ones in the entire world who could see each other.    

Suddenly, she felt a hand on her belly. She looked down and saw that it was true. She heard Lu Yiran's low and hoarse voice next to her ear. "Zhiyu, do you think this is a boy or a girl?"    

"I can do it. What about you?"    

"I hope it's a girl, just like you. "    

Han Zhiyu laughed softly," Then what if it's a boy, and he doesn't look like me at all? "    

"What nonsense are you saying? How can our child not be like you?"    

"It might also be like you. "    

"Isn't it good to be like me? Didn't you agree to marry me because of my appearance?"    

"Mr. Lu, you are too narcissistic. " Han Zhiyu rolled her eyes. "And don't you know what your temper is like? Do you need me to remind you?"    

As soon as she finished speaking, Han Zhiyu's entire body stiffened because she clearly felt that the hand that was pressing on her belly was opening the hem of her clothes. It slid along her back like a snake.    

"Lu Yiran!" Han Zhiyu's face instantly turned red. Although there were only two of them, there were still many people outside the door.    

She did not even need to think and reached out to stop him.    

Unexpectedly, Lu Yiran cried out in pain and his expression immediately wrinkled.    

"What's wrong? Did I run into something? I told you not to move! " Han Zhiyu immediately got up in panic to confirm.    

"Hiss. . . " Lu Yiran stopped her. "You just sit there and don't move. "    

This time Han Zhiyu did not dare to disobey and immediately sat back down obediently.    

Her gaze was also anxiously patrolling his body, afraid that he would feel uncomfortable anywhere.    

Lu Yiran enjoyed the feeling of drawing all of her attention. His hand once again reached in like a ghost. Wherever it went, it was fine and smooth skin, making one's mind ripple.    

Looking down, he saw that she was clenching her fists tightly on both sides. Her trembling slightly indicated that she was suppressing her emotions. However, Lu Yiran knew that she would never stop him.    

Thus, the strength of his hands gradually increased. Without an exception, he saw Han Zhiyu's cheeks turn redder and redder, as if blood was about to drip down.