Spoiled: The Face-changing Bride

Since Murong Yue woke up, everything in her physical condition has improved.

After a month, Murong Yue can be discharged from the hospital and go home to recuperate.

When standing at the door of the nursery room again, Dongfang Hao wrapped his arms around Murong Yue's waist and stared at the seven- or eight-month-old fetus.

Murong Yue smiled softly and said, "Well. Yeah," she soon became excited again, grabbing Dongfang Hao's hand, and said excitedly, "Hao, look at the baby moving again, he is moving again!"

Dongfang Hao looked at Murong Yue's beautiful face, the bright smile like a flower, and his eyes were full of pampering, he nodded, "Yes, baby, he moved again!"

In essence, when the fetus was transferred from Murong Yue's belly, it had already been more than four months, and the fetus would move. The moment he was born, Dongfang Hao was wearing a white coat and a mask, standing in front of the doctor, watching with his own eyes. Watching the fetus move in Murong Yue's belly.

At that moment, he was very surprised and excited.

This is his son, this is his son with the baby, this is the crystallization of their love!

For the next three months, apart from taking care of Murong Yue in front of the hospital bed and talking with her, he spent the rest of the time outside the window of the incubator, watching every movement of the fetus.

Every beat of a child adds a little hope to him.

Seeing that the child is getting bigger day by day, Dongfang Hao's hope is also getting bigger day by day.

Because he believed that if Murong Yue saw her son who was growing up, she would not be willing to leave her son without his mother's company.

Therefore, Dongfang Hao would tell Murong Yue about every fetal movement of the child.

Hard work pays off!

Dongfang Hao's insistence time and time again, Dongfang Hao's repeated calls, finally brought back his most precious treasure from the brink of death.

Murong Yue smiled like crescent moon eyes, staring at the small dumpling in the artificial womb in the breeding room without blinking, with a pure and fragrant smile like a hibiscus blooming on her face.

"Baby, it's time for us to go back." After standing for a while, Dongfang Hao stroked the broken hair in front of Murong Yue's forehead, and said softly with infinite love, "You can't stand for too long, And it takes good training.”

With that said, he helped Murong Yue to sit down on the wheelchair beside him.

Murong Yue reluctantly left her own son.

Dongfang Hao pushed his wheelchair forward, followed by seven or eight bodyguards in black who were protecting him.

When he arrived at the entrance of the hospital, he saw a man with sunglasses, fair skin and a red trench coat standing beside the red Ferrari. Beichen Yinshi, Dongfang Hao just gave him a blank look, and then put his eyes on Murong. On Yue's body, he said, "Baby, it's cold outside, come and put some clothes on."

Now is the time when the autumn and winter seasons are getting colder, and if you are not careful, you are likely to catch a cold and the like. For others, it was enough to take a medicine and an injection for a cold, but Murong Yue's weak body would never allow her to get sick again, not even a small cough.

Murong Yue looked at Bei Chen Yin at a close distance, and raised her eyebrows.

Dongfang Hao's face was brightly written: I hate you and I don't welcome your expression, but Bei Chenyin's expression is embarrassed and unnatural, familiar with the first time he went to their small yard in Z City. situation is completely different.

At first, when he looked at Murong Yue, his sister-in-law called him affectionate, but now, when he looked at Murong Yue, his eyes seemed guilty and guilty, and more than that, there was a burning apology.