After an unexpected pregnancy: Mr. Bo is so sweet

An Qian slowly opened her eyes, and the soothing sound of the piano in her dream continued. Turning her eyes, Bo Xiangcheng was facing her sideways by the window.

He pursed his lips slightly, lowered his eyes, and pressed a series of moving sounds on the keys with his slender and fair hands, soothing people's minds.

An Qian was lying on the warm quilt, like lying on a cloud, floating gently, feeling comfortable physically and mentally.

It was the first time she saw Bo Xiangcheng playing the piano.

Like a cool and elegant prince.

Her heart was beating violently, she didn't make a sound, she just looked at his side face and listened carefully.

Suddenly, Bo Xiangcheng turned his head and glanced at her. Facing the light, An Qian saw the corner of his lips curl up, so An Qian also smiled.

After Bo Xiangcheng finished playing, An Qian sat up from the bed and clapped her hands, "It sounds good!"

Later, she got out of bed, walked beside Bao Xiangcheng, and heard him play another piece of music. The baby was very active. An Qian gently touched her belly, and their happy appearance was reflected in the French windows.

downstairs.

When a maid came down from the second floor, she was stopped by Butler An and asked, "What's the matter? Did something happen to the young lady?"

The maid looked confused and shook her head, "I don't know, and I haven't heard of anything."

Butler An frowned, thoughtful.

There was another voice in my head.

"You didn't raise me, so do me this favor. After all, I am your own daughter, right? I don't blame you for not taking me away, but holding her hand. My life is good, and now I have such Duo, I don't want to go back to the original point with you."

"She is the outsider. This card is for you. It has 1000 million yuan. After this matter is over, I have to go and see Aunt Zhao and my younger brother. Our family will get together."

"Don't expose me at any time, even if you are imprisoned, don't panic, I can get you out after many years."

Butler An's eyes became firmer when he thought of this.

He owed too much to his own daughter, and he was willing to take risks because her daughter was generous with their family in her heart.

In the evening, a maid brought up a bowl of chicken soup, An Qian had no appetite, "No, you can drink it yourself, tell the kitchen, I won't eat chicken soup for the next few days."

The servant nodded, "Yes."

An Qian thought it was a matter of not eating chicken soup, but unexpectedly...

At ten o'clock in the evening, the lights of Bo's house were brightly lit. Rows of servants appeared in the hall with their heads bowed. Surrounded by bodyguards, Mrs. Bo's face was more serious than ever.

Still because of that bowl of chicken soup.

The servant drank a bowl of chicken soup and is now in the hospital for emergency treatment, and this chicken soup was served in front of the young mistress. She disliked the strong smell of chicken and escaped.

The Bo family is a thief.

An Qian stood on the side, hugged by Bo Xiangcheng, her little face was pale, and Bo Xiangcheng's face was cold, with hostility in her brows, hovering on the verge of rage.

Two servants wept and pointed at Butler An, "It's not us, old lady, I saw that Butler An asked Xiao Qiu to give it to the young mistress."

Butler An gave her a hard look, "Be careful what you say! Why did you frame me!"

"I just said what I saw...Old lady, young master, I'm telling the truth. Butler An came to the kitchen and said he was filling a bowl of chicken soup to drink, but I saw him pass the soup to Xiaoqiu at the stairs .”

An Qian looked slowly at An Jincai.

Eyes wide open, some can't believe it.

Mrs. Bo's tone was a bit cold, "Butler An, there are no waves without wind, what do you say?"

"It's nonsense, it's pure slander! Although Qianqian is not my biological daughter now, she still treats her as her own. If such a false accusation distorts my meaning, I will call the police."

An Qian paused, and suddenly remembered that An Jincai also brought her a bowl of chicken soup in the afternoon, but she knocked it over.

She blinked her eyes, her heart sank slowly.

He took a complicated look at An Jincai.

No way?

The frowning of Grandma An beside her made her suddenly feel very tired. If it was An Jincai, what should Grandma do?

Never had death felt so close to her.

She still hasn't settled down yet, if she drank... then the baby...

The more An Qian thought about it, the more frightened she became, her face paled, and she lifted it up in one breath, a little out of breath, she took a deep breath, but her eyes darkened, her consciousness disappeared, and she passed out directly.

Bo Xiangcheng suffocated in his heart.

Quickly wrapped her arms around her waist, her face was ugly and scary, "Ah Qian!"

The servant who was rescued before, now that An Qian fainted like this, it is hard not to make people think too much, Mrs. Bo immediately turned pale, "Quick! Let the family doctor come over and take a look! Go!!"