After being caught by Mr. Luo Ke, Luo Xiaoqian was quite distressed, and she was very worried about whether the little one in her belly was healthy. Thus, she was not opposed to the doctor’s examination, only concerned that they might hurt her little one.
This child is hers and Leng Zimo’s, and Leng Zimo cares deeply about nurturing this child.
Because last ti, when Luo Xiaoqian was pregnant with Luo Jun, he wasn’t there to protect her, didn’t fulfill his duties and responsibilities as a father, which is Leng Zimo’s regret.
This ti, since Luo Xiaoqian beca pregnant with this child, Leng Zimo has closely monitored the child’s growth every day, practices prenatal yoga with her, and even hired a midwife to teach him various techniques to care for pregnant won and babies.
Over the past two months, Leng Zimo has been talking daily to the little one in her belly, even though Luo Xiaoqian has repeatedly reminded him that the child is too small to hear his voice, he still enjoys it tirelessly.
For this child, Leng Zimo is even more attentive than she is as the mother, how could she let Luo Ke harm this child.
No, absolutely not!
With the doctor’s assistant helping her lie back on the pillow, Luo Xiaoqian watched the female doctor warily.
The female doctor noticed her nervousness and smiled reassuringly at her, "Miss Luo, don’t worry. Mr. Luo Ke only asked to check whether the child is healthy and has no intention of taking this child away."
Luo Xiaoqian remained silent.
Just a check on whether the child is healthy, how could that possibly be Luo Ke’s intentions?
As the female doctor began Luo Xiaoqian’s examination, using dical instrunts and gloves, in the study across the hallway, Leng Zirui was lazily leaning against Luo Ke’s desk.
"Sir, urgently calling over couldn’t just be for to admire your Little Angel, could it?"
Luo Ke walked to the desk, opened a drawer, and took out several photos, tossing them on the desk.
"Kill him!"
Leng Zirui glanced at the photos, reached out to take them from the desk, and examined them carefully.
In fact, from the first glance at the photos Luo Ke took out, he had already recognized them as Leng Zimo.
"Who is he?"
"Leng Zimo, Sissi’s man," Luo Ke replied.
Leng Zirui raised his eyebrows, looked at Luo Ke, and curled his lips ambiguously, "So Little Angel is soone you snatched from soone else?"
"Hmph!" Luo Ke snorted indifferently. "I like it, it’s mine."
"Of course," Leng Zirui said while flipping through the photos. "Where is he?"
Leng Zimo is on his way to Ro and is expected to arrive soon. Leng Zirui knows this well.
He deliberately asked to see if Luo Ke knew.
"Currently, it’s uncertain, but you shouldn’t have trouble finding him," Luo Ke said, taking another photo from the drawer and tossing it on the desk, "Look at this."
Leng Zirui took the photo, saw himself in the picture, and his pupils slightly contracted.
This photo was a group picture of Leng Zimo, him, Luo Xiaoqian, and others.
"Does he look familiar?" Luo Ke stood up, pointing to Leng Zirui in the photo. "This is Leng Zimo’s brother, Leng Zirui. You two look very similar."
Leng Zirui secretly breathed a sigh of relief, "I understand. The gentleman intends to disguise himself as his brother to get close to him and then take the opportunity to kill him, right?"
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