I'm pregnant with the richest man's heir due to the birth control pill

at that time.

Feng Xiaoni was making soup dumplings with her family in the kitchen to prepare tomorrow's breakfast. The phone in her pocket rang, and her hands were covered with flour.

Feng's mother knew that her daughter had always been busy at work and was afraid that she would delay her work. She reminded her, "Xiao Ni, just let me and your father come. Check your phone quickly to see if there is any work. Don't delay."

Father Feng also said: "Yes, your mother and I will just order this soup dumpling. Wash your hands and go take a look."

After washing her hands, Feng Xiaoni took out a paper towel to dry them, walked out, took out her cell phone from her pocket and took a look. There were many messages, but one of them was an application to be added as a friend, whose nickname was Chai Meng.

She was hesitant to add it.

After thinking for a while, she still clicked OK, but did not take the initiative to send a message. If the other party had something to do, she would definitely send a message without her asking questions.

After the friend was approved, the other party did not send a message, which made Feng Xiaoni a little strange. She opened the circle of friends and looked at it for a while, but it was empty.

at the same time.

At Lan Manor, Han Yue's family, and Ji Hancheng's family all took their children to take a bath. Even my sister and the others went back to their room. It was a bit late, already 11 o'clock.

Yan Zhun lay on the bed, folding his hands on the back of his head and thinking. After a moment, he picked up his phone and stared at the newly added business card holder. The chat interface was open and he organized the words in his mind.

How should I reply?

Enter delete, enter delete, repeat several times, and finally enter in the chat interface: I am Yan Zhun.

Feng Xiaoni across from me never thought that the person who added her was Yan Zhun. She thought it was a customer and politely replied: Hello.

After receiving the message, Yan Zhun looked at the two words in the reply and began to have trouble again. After a while, he typed again: I am Yan Na's brother.

Feng Xiaoni couldn't laugh or cry when she saw this introduction. She felt that this handsome doctor was a bit cute for some reason. She forgot about Yan Zhun's family conditions for a while: I know.

Three more words. Yan Zhun felt that if this continued, the whole day would be dead. He thought about it: When will you return to the imperial capital?

Feng Xiaoni: The company is tentatively scheduled to start work on the sixth day of the lunar month and the eighth day of the lunar month.

Yan Zhun: Go back and run together.

Feng Xiaoni: Yeah, okay.

Yan Zhun: Good night.

Feng Xiaoni was a little confused about Yan Zhun's intention of adding her as a friend. Was it just to make an appointment for a morning run? Didn't we meet him naturally in the Imperial Capital that time? No need to make an appointment.

Out of politeness, Feng Xiaoni replied: Good night.

Yan Zhun looked at the words "good night" and then looked at the time and felt that it was indeed quite late. He opened the quilt and lay down in it, but he couldn't fall asleep. He turned to the right and to the left.

After a while.

He sat up suddenly, ready to take a bath to sober up.

In another room, one person was sitting and three people were standing. After taking a bath, the children fell asleep. They probably played too crazy at night.

There was an open computer on the table. The computer screen displayed the chat interface. Tang Junyao stared at the screen and asked with some uncertainty: "Is this really okay for us?"

Lan Yunxi's upper body was lying on Han Yue's shoulders, all the weight was on Han Yue's body, and her little hands were playing with Han Yue's earlobes. She also felt that there was something wrong with doing this, "But if we don't help, I think Yan Zhun needs to continue to be a bachelor."

After her sister finished speaking, Tang Junyao took a look at the message Yan Zhun sent to Feng Xiaoni and found out that this was indeed the case.

This progress bar is like a snail, and it may not be able to match the crawling speed of a snail, which is really worrying.

Ji Hancheng, with the attitude of watching a show, leaned lazily on the edge of the table, curled his lips and smiled, and said jokingly: "No matter how bad it is, it will not be worse than the message Yan Zhun sent himself."

I am Yan Zhun, why don't you say you are a person? Ji Hancheng looked at the computer screen with disgust, despising Yan Zhun in his heart, completely forgetting his low emotional intelligence.

Han Yue's hands were already on the keyboard, ready to start working, and he asked the others, "What to post first?"

Ji Hancheng and Tang Junyao didn't speak. For a moment, they didn't know how to assume the role of Yan Zhun and chat with Feng Xiaoni opposite.

Lan Yunxi thought for a while: "Well, how about asking if you are still here?"

Han Yue's slender fingers were tapping on the keyboard. Several people stared at the screen to read every word entered. After sending, they waited.

A few minutes later, Feng Xiaoni simply replied: Well, there is something else.

Ji Hancheng held Tang Junyao in his arms, and Tang Junyao leaned over to look at the screen. Both of their eyes were on the computer screen, and they were also curious about the next result.

Lan Yunxi: "I want to tell you something important."

After Lan Yunxi finished speaking, Han Yue started typing, and the sound of typing on the keyboard was crisp and loud.

Feng Xiaoni was silent for a few minutes, and her reply was not very fast: You said, is it a company matter?

Character Yan Zhun: "No, I just want to tell you that I seem to like you and I plan to pursue you."

Time passed by, and Feng Xiaoni's side became quiet. She had heard in the afternoon that Yan Zhun didn't have a girlfriend, but she never expected that Yan Zhun would confess to her in the evening.

For a moment, she didn't know how to reply to Yan Zhun, and her mind was a little down. When they were running together, Yan Zhun looked at her from time to time, and she felt it.

Before Feng Xiaoni could react, Yan Zhun sent another message: I'm serious. I found out that I fell in love with you when I was in the imperial capital. This time I came to Blue City just to confess to you in person, but in the day time There were so many things that I never said out loud.

Feng Xiaoni looked at the short essay that was sent and compared it with the previous self-introduction. Why did she feel that there was such a big contrast? Was it sent by the same person?

Feng Xiaoni was suspicious: Are you Feifei?

Seeing these words, several people laughed, and there were varying degrees of smiles on everyone's faces. It was Yan Zhun who smiled. Lan Yunxi reminded, "Brother Yue, please introduce yourself to Yan Zhun just now." Hit it again.”

Character Yan Zhun: I am Yan Zhun, Yan Na’s younger brother.

Character Yan Zhun: Do you have feelings for me? I know very well that I am thinking about you and I am telling you this matter very seriously.

Tang Junyao stared at the screen, a little uneasy, playing a little too hard, "I'm sure this straightforwardness won't scare people away."

Wouldn't Yan Zhun be blacklisted?

Han Yue looked confident and smiled, "Let's bet that a bachelor will become a married man."

Tang Junyao: "............"

Ji Hancheng twitched the corners of his lips and made a nice arc, his eyes full of teasing, "Don't bet that a bachelor will become a monk."

Lan Yunxi: "............" rhymes so well.

After waiting for almost 10 minutes, the interface showed that the other party was typing. Tang Junyao guessed, "They should be ready to refuse."

Sure enough, Feng Xiaoni sent a short message: Doctor Yan, first of all, I thank you for your love, and secondly, I don’t want to fall in love right now.

Character Yan Zhun: Is there anything about me that you don’t like? You like doctors. I am a doctor. I am not too old, rich and good-looking. I am more than I am, I am more than I am, I am more than enough. Why am I dissatisfied?

Lan Yunxi praised, giving a thumbs up in front of Han Yue, "Brother Yue, your tone sounds very much like Yan Zhun's."

Feng Xiaoni: You are very good. Our family conditions are not of the same level at all.

Character Yan Zhun: So it's not that you don't like me, it's that I'm too rich. You don't have to think about it at all. My mother will only think that I am not worthy of you. After all, I am an older leftover man.

Feng Xiaoni actually wanted to laugh when she saw the message she was sent. She didn't feel embarrassed. She remembered what Dong Qiao said during the day that her aunt almost moved the memorial tablet to Yan Zhun's room.

The character strictly pursues and attacks the city: You can think about it, whether you agree or not I will chase you, and I will let you be my girlfriend.

It can be seen from the words that Yan Zhun was not joking. Feng Xiaoni: Let me think about it.

Character strictness: OK, go to bed early, good night.

Feng Xiaoni did not reply.

Han Yue also closed the chat interface, "The wings have been installed on him. Whether he can take off or not is not up to me."

Ji Hancheng took Tang Junyao out of Han Yue's room and said, "Sleep."

In another room, Yan Zhun had just come out of the bathroom after taking a shower and was about to check what time it was. The moment he picked up his phone, he almost had a heart attack.

The phone shook in my hand and fell to the ground.

what? Why are there so many unread messages?

Has your phone been hacked?

I was so panicked that I quickly turned on my phone to check. I logged into online banking and checked my bank card balance, and found that there was no shortage of money. Then I checked WeChat pocket money and found that there was no shortage of money either.

Only......................What is the status of this information?

His scalp was numb as he looked at the extra information he and Feng Xiaoni had gotten out of thin air. Confession? think about it?

where is he? His whole body was in a mess, and the virus came out of the shower to help him express his feelings. The lines he had been thinking about for a long time in the bathroom just now didn't even have a chance to be used?

I swipe the screen of my phone and re-read the conversations I didn't send over and over again, trying to learn from them.

What does it mean to be better than the superior, less than the inferior, and more than the inferior? What is this special code?

A few minutes later, Yan Zhun had a suspect. He found Han Yue's business card holder and sent a message: Did you steal my number?

After sending the message, there was no sound, not even a splash of water. In a certain room, the creation of love was being relived, and there was no time to pay attention to Yan Zhun.

A group of people stayed in Blue City until the fifth day of the Lunar New Year before they all returned to the Imperial Capital. However, Feng Xiaoni never responded to Yan Zhun's messages, and Yan Zhun did not dare to push her too hard for fear of backfiring.

During this period, Yan Na had the idea of ​​​​wanting Feng Xiaoni to have more contact with Yan Zhun. She made several appointments with Feng Xiaoni, always using the excuse that she was not free. There was always a reason to be busy.

Yan Na couldn't force herself, so she had no choice but to give up. Later, she learned from Dong Qiao that her brother, a straight man with cancer, had confessed.

Of course, Yan Na and Feng Xiaoni had no idea that this Bai was not created by Yan Zhunbiao, but was the work of four people.