Just as the popularity of Zhang Rui's new variety show was rising, Yan Rongrong, who stayed at home, was tortured by morning sickness and couldn't go out.
Si Boheng only went to the company for half a day every day, and pushed all the remaining non-urgent matters to the afternoon, working at home.
Aunt Wen made delicious food for Yan Rongrong in various ways, but Yan Rongrong only ate a few bites at most, and would vomit after eating.
Seeing her face getting paler day by day, the Si family was anxious, Tang Yunyan also moved from the old house, and the old man called her once a day.
Every time the old man Si called, Yan Rongrong always propped herself up and talked to him with a smile for a while, and then lay down on the bed after hanging up the phone.
The body couldn't absorb nutrients, so she had no strength, and she looked haggard.
"If it doesn't work, give her nutrient solution."
Si Boheng frowned, Yan Rongrong lay on the sofa, her head resting on his thigh, with her eyes closed as if she was asleep.
Tang Yunyan was sitting opposite them, also with a worried look on her face.
"How could it be so serious? Nothing happened in the previous two months. I thought she could get pregnant easily, but I didn't expect all the troubles to pile up in the third month."
Aunt Wen stood beside her, holding a bowl of fruit porridge in her hand, and asked in a low voice with a spoon.
"Rongrong, eat a few more bites? I have ground the fruit into a paste."
Yan Rongrong opened her eyes and tried to sit up with her arms.
Si Boheng raised his hand to help her up and let her lean on him.
He touched Yan Rongrong's little face and felt that it could be covered with a slap. She had lost too much weight.
"Rongrong, if you really can't eat, then let's give her a few days of nutrient solution and let Dr. Chen come over."
Yan Rongrong held his hand and looked at the porridge in Aunt Wen's hand.
"I'll drink some."
Aunt Wen squatted down with a spoon and prepared to feed her, but Yan Rongrong reached out to take it herself and pulled Aunt Wen with the other hand.
"I'll eat it myself."
Si Boheng took the bowl before her. He let Yan Rongrong lean on him, stirred the bowl of porridge, and then tasted it.
"It's not hot. Come on, eat slowly."
Tang Yunyan quickly picked up an orange from the table and held it in front of Yan Rongrong. If she saw Yan Rongrong retching and about to vomit, she would quickly put the orange in her mouth.
Sweet and sour things can make Yan Rongrong feel more comfortable now. These days, Tang Yunyan goes out to buy oranges every day and keeps them at home.
Yan Rongrong looked at Si Boheng. His clear and elegant face was full of seriousness and tenderness. His fingers holding the spoon were slender and beautiful. He was originally a chic and unrestrained heir to the consortium, but now, he was carefully feeding her. Such friendship and cherishment made Yan Rongrong feel warm in her heart.
If all the suffering in the past was for meeting him, then she thought it was worth it.
She just kept looking at Si Boheng, and when the spoon was brought to her mouth, she opened her mouth.
One bite, one bite, she kept eating, looking at Si Boheng's eyes, there was trust and obsession, Mr. Si is very good.
Tang Yunyan's hands were sore from holding it, and seeing Yan Rongrong almost finished a bowl of porridge, she collapsed her arms and put the orange into her mouth.
The sweet taste in her mouth made her smile with satisfaction, and she wanted to speak, but Aunt Wen quickly raised her index finger to her, asking her to be silent.
Tang Yunyan quickly pursed her lips, swallowed back what she was about to say, and quietly leaned back on the sofa.
Si Boheng was actually very nervous when feeding her. Every time he saw Yan Rongrong take a bite of porridge, he felt happy, especially when he saw that she didn't vomit, he was even more relieved.
He could feel the way Yan Rongrong looked at him, focused and obsessed, and he felt very happy in his heart, finally seeing such a look in her eyes.
So when Yan Rongrong blinked slightly, he quickly looked at her, with teasing and domineering eyes. Yan Rongrong seemed to like this very much, and she really didn't even want to blink her eyes immediately.
Tang Yunyan watched them feeding porridge while exchanging glances, silently moved to the side, and patted the seat next to Aunt Wen, indicating that she should come and sit.
However, Aunt Wen smiled at Si Boheng and Yan Rongrong, and turned into the kitchen.
Yan Rongrong didn't vomit until she finished a bowl of porridge. Si Boheng put the spoon into the bowl, suddenly lowered his head, and kissed Yan Rongrong on the lips.
"Good boy, you've finished eating."
Yan Rongrong was stunned, and quickly looked over, only to find that the bowl was empty. She touched her lips, then smiled at Si Boheng with curved eyes.
"Mr. Si, I didn't vomit."
Si Boheng smiled and nodded.
"Yes, you are great."
Tang Yunyan said faintly on the side.
"Yeah, you were so busy staring at Ah Heng that you didn't care about feeling uncomfortable. It seems that Ah Heng is still useful. From now on, Rongrong's meals will be handed over to you. You are responsible for feeding her."
Yan Rongrong waved her hand quickly.
"No need, I can eat by myself, I... vomit..."
Si Boheng picked her up and ran to the bathroom. Tang Yunyan also stood up and muttered in annoyance.
"Shouldn't I say it? I just ate something."
However, when she reached the bathroom door, Yan Rongrong grabbed the door frame and said to Si Boheng.
"I won't vomit anymore. I can hold it."
Si Boheng breathed a sigh of relief and carried her back to the sofa.
Just as he sat down, his cell phone rang. He saw that the caller was Yuan Yi, so he answered the call directly.
Yan Rongrong was very close to him, and when Yuan Yi's voice came over, Yan Rongrong heard it clearly.
"Ah Heng, let's get together today. It's been a long time since we played together. I have contacted Mingchen and Lao Yan, and you are the only one missing."
Si Boheng replied coldly with two words.
"No time"
Yuan Yi asked in surprise.
"No time? What are you doing? You don't have to work overtime at night? Is that person at home... starting to control you now?"
His voice was very long, as if he was deliberately teasing Si Boheng.
Yan Rongrong was next to Si Boheng. After hearing what he said, she curled her lips and whispered.
"How could I?"
Si Boheng reached out and touched her head, smiled and said.
"Yes, I am different from you single dogs. I have a big baby and a little baby at home. How can I go out and fool around with you?"
Yuan Yi laughed loudly on the other end of the phone, and he almost fainted from laughing.
He spoke very loudly.
"When you mention your baby, I think of her wearing black stockings and flirting with you..."
Yan Rongrong covered her face, knowing that this matter would not be resolved for a while, and she actually brought it up at this time.
Tang Yunyan's eyes immediately changed from warning to curiosity and gossip. She swept her eyes over Si Boheng and Yan Rongrong, and then stared at the phone again.
Si Boheng coughed, and his Adam's apple rolled a few times.