A Romantic Night: Get a CEO Home

"Wenwen, how are you feeling recently? Are you feeling anywhere?" Zhou Man pulled Jin Zhuwen to sit down, and asked with a concerned expression.

"No need to be upset. I had a bad temper before and was always angry. However, Wen also went along with me. The doctor said that this child can be saved." Jin Zhuwen stretched out her hand and placed it lightly on her temporarily flat belly. At the thought of being a mother soon, she was so excited that she couldn't calm down.

"That's good. Have a good rest. By the way, I didn't tell anyone about Bei Sen's hospitalization. Don't tell your uncle or aunt, or else they'll worry. Can you take care of Xiao Mo for me for the next two days?"

Actually, Jin Beisan also wanted to keep this a secret. Firstly, he didn't want the Jin family to be in a state of unrest because of the large number of people, and secondly, he didn't want the staff of JS International to discuss this matter behind their backs. Thirdly, and most importantly, Jin Beiseng had a small selfish thought; he only wanted to spend a few days with Zhou Manzhen in this world.

"No problem, but what should I say if Xiao Mo asks?" Jin Zhuwen racked his brains as he spoke. 'Lantau is a very smart child.' Jin Zhuwen felt that even an excuse wouldn't be able to fool him.

"Just say that the two of us are on a business trip and will be back in two days." There was a smile on Jin Beisen's handsome face, and his mood was as brilliant as the sun outside the window.

Jin Beiseng was so happy that he was on the verge of going crazy. Although he couldn't jump around, it was good that he had Zhou Manzhen to accompany him at all times.

"Brother, when will you be discharged? I'm afraid that Little Mo will cause trouble if we wait too long. " Ever since she was brought back from the country by Jin Beisan, she had not left Jin Beisan for very long. Sometimes Jin Beiseng would go on a business trip abroad, and would make a video call with Jin Beisan every day.

"Three days."

"A week."

Zhou Manzhen and Jin Beiseng spoke at the same time, but their answers were different. Jin Zhuwen was completely stu

ed. She looked at the two of them, not knowing who to believe.

"So is it three days or a week?" The corner of Jin Zhuwen's mouth twitched. Why do I feel that these two people are so strange?

"Your brother is joking with you. The doctor said that as long as the wound doesn't become inflamed, it can be discharged in three days. However, the wound will take some time to heal. It will take at least two weeks to heal." Zhou Manzhu said with a smile.

The corner of Jin Beisen's mouth twitched, "If Little Mo makes a ruckus, you should send him to his grandmother's house, it wouldn't be too hard for you to conceive."

"Yes, I know, but I have nothing to do at home every day, so it's good to stay with Xiao Mo."

Since Jin Zhuwen a

ounced her retirement from the entertainment industry two years ago, the entertainment industry had been in an uproar, and she had also a

ounced the news of her pregnancy. For a time, congratulations were being given to her, but there were also many people who felt sorry for her.

For many people, Jin Zhuwen's intention in retiring from the entertainment circle might not be good news, for example, Zhong Xinrui.

Zhong Xingrui's eldest uncle was hospitalized with a minor stroke a few days ago. Zhong Xingrui came to visit him at the hospital, and when she stepped out of the elevator, she happened to see the person she thought was Jin Zhuwen.

Jin Zhuwen and she went downstairs in different elevators, but just happened to bump into each other in the hall.

Jin Zhuwen shot an indifferent glance at Zhong Xingran. She was wearing a black dress with a long skirt that covered her body. The hem of her skirt was spread across her thighs, outlining her sexy and graceful figure.

Ever since Jin Zhuwen married Ye Junwen, she had never worn such a dress in public. Although Ye Junwen always pampered her, when it came to matters of principle, he was unwilling to give in at all. For example, if Jin Zhuwen and the other male celebrities were to kiss, Ye Junwen would definitely explode.

Zhong Xinrui had put on a lot of makeup, her face was covered in a thick layer of powder, her cheeks were red like a monkey's buttocks, and there were even pictures of those nestled red silkworms that she loved. Jin Shuwen felt extremely disgusted, this kind of makeup did not suit Zhong Xinrui at all.

Zhong Xinrui had a childish face. With such sexy makeup, she suddenly looked up, not knowing if she felt it herself.

Jin Zhuwen didn't want to bother with Zhong Xingran, so she pretended that she didn't see it.

The two walked forward with their heads held high and their chests puffed out. Just as they were about to rub their shoulders, Jin Zhuwen was suddenly grabbed by the arm.

Without a doubt, that person was Zhong Xingran. Her body was emitting a strong perfume, causing Jin Zhuwen to almost faint from the smell.

Jin Zhuwen covered her nose with a face full of disdain, and her beautiful face was tightly knitted. She asked with an unfriendly tone, "What are you doing?"

"Jin Zhuwen, we were classmates after all, right? Why do we have to act like enemies when we meet?" Zhong Xinrui smiled with her red lips, revealing a smile that she thought was very beautiful.

"Hehe ??" I would have forgotten if you didn't say. " She saw many people looking in their direction. After all, she was a celebrity, so even if she was a

ounced to retire, she would still be able to shine wherever she went.

Zhong Xinrui grabbed Jin Zhuwen's arm and exerted more force. The pain made Jin Zhuwen push her away, and she asked in an excited tone, "What are you doing?"

"Don't get excited, there's just something I want to talk to you about." Zhong Xinrui smiled obsequiously. The false eyelashes that stuck to her eyelids flickered.

"I'm sorry, I don't want to hear it. My husband is about to get off work. I'll be leaving first." Jin Zhuwen's face was expressionless. She was on the verge of fainting due to the smell of Zhong Xingran's perfume.

The word 'husband' deeply hurt Zhong Xingrui's heart. If Jin Zhuwen hadn't forcefully inserted a foot between her and Ye Junwen, would she have called Ye Junwen her husband today?

Zhong Xinrui was gnashing her teeth in anger. Her complexion was not good, and she changed color like a palette, "You've been married for three years. You're only pregnant now, do you not know how to give birth?"

"Hehe ??" It's so fu

y. Zhong Xingrui, do you think that you're the only woman in the world who would give birth to a child? " Jin Zhuwen's beautiful eyes narrowed as a hint of displeasure appeared within them. He didn't know where this woman's confidence came from!

"Then you'd better be like your sister-in-law and have a boy. Wen likes his son." Zhong Xinrui stared at Jin Zhuwen with ill intentions as she gave an embarrassed smile.

"Hmph, what a joke ??" As long as it's me, my husband will like it. " Jin Zhuwen inhaled sharply, snorted coldly, and rolled his eyes in disdain.

"Your husband likes it, but it's useless. The important thing is, he also needs to like his parents. Jin Zhuwen, you're the one who likes to give birth the most to a son." Zhong Xingran's shrill voice was laced with ridicule, as if she was certain that Jin Zhuwen could not give birth to a son.