Princess is Glamorous in Modern Day

Chapter 94: Han Yuan Gives Birth

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“Grandpa Wang, where did Mommy go?” Xiao Bao searched for a long time but could not find her, so he could only come and look for Uncle Wang.

“Little Master, eat first. Young Master and Madam will be here soon.” Uncle Wang brought Xiao Bao to the dining table lovingly and prepared food for him.

While Xiao Bao was not paying attention, Uncle Wang secretly glanced at the bedroom door on the second floor. He had tidied up the bedroom yesterday and was waiting for Jun Shiling to come out to see if there was anything he needed to prepare.

Unexpectedly, he waited outside for a long time and no one came out of the room. Uncle Wang then went to sleep with a face full of smiles.

In the secondary bedroom, Xia Wanyuan slowly opened her eyes. After a night of rest, she felt that her stomach was much better.

Glancing at the place where she was sleeping, Xia Wanyuan could smell Jun Shiling’s scent beside her.

Since Jun Shiling was the one who had carried her upstairs when she was sick, Xia Wanyuan did not have much of a reaction.

“You’re awake? Go wash up and eat.”

The bathroom door beside her was suddenly pushed open and Jun Shiling walked out.

“Oh.”

Xia Wanyuan lifted the blanket and followed Jun Shiling downstairs.

“Mommy! Didn’t you sleep with me yesterday?!” The little dumpling watched Xia Wanyuan and Jun Shiling walk out of the secondary bedroom on the second floor and forgot to chew the meatball in his mouth.

“……”

Seeing Xiao Bao’s accusing gaze, Xia Wanyuan did not know what to say.

“You didn’t sleep properly. Your mother is sick,” Jun Shiling said from the side.

Upon hearing that Xia Wanyuan was sick, Xiao Bao hurriedly threw down his favorite meatball, ran towards Xia Wanyuan, and stuffed his little hand into her hands.

“Mommy, are you okay?” Xiao Bao’s big eyes were filled with worry.

“I’m alright now. Good boy.”

During the meal, Xiao Bao poured water for Xia Wanyuan obediently and even gave his favorite snack to her.

“Hubby, why don’t you go to work today? Hasn’t the company’s funds arrived?”

Normally, Xia Yuanqing would go to the company as soon as the sun rose. It was almost 11 o’clock today, and Han Yuan found it a little strange that Xia Yuanqing was still at home.

“Yuanyuan, I have something to tell you. Don’t be angry.”

Xia Yuanqing looked at Han Yuan’s bulging stomach. He had originally planned to tell her about the shares transfer after her child was born, but Han Yuan had been too gentle and considerate recently.

Xia Yuanqing felt that Han Yuan had become more reasonable than before. In any case, he had nothing to do now, so he could only stay at home. Since the matter would be exposed eventually, he might as well tell Han Yuan directly.

“What is it?” Han Yuan looked at the latest outfit and bag on her phone happily.

“Although Wanyuan agreed to inject funds, her condition is to transfer all my shares to her.”

“What do you mean?” Han Yuan did not understand these things, but she could tell from Xia Yuanqing’s tone that something was wrong. Hence, she put down her phone and looked at Xia Yuanqing in confusion.

“It means that the company belongs to Wanyuan now.” Father Xia was angry and aggrieved. He looked at Han Yuan with fatigue in his eyes, hoping to receive comfort from his wife.

“What?!” Han Yuan’s sharp voice suddenly rose, giving Xia Yuanqing a shock.

“You useless piece of trash, didn’t you say that the company would be left for our son in the future?! You f*cking…”

Han Yuan had a bad temper to begin with. After she had been pretending to be gentle and considerate for a long time, who would have thought that the company would be Xia Wanyuan’s?

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Han Yuan scolded Xia Yuanqing agitatedly. Xia Yuanqing had never seen Han Yuan like this before and was stunned.

However, after cursing for a while, Han Yuan suddenly bent down and covered her stomach. “Ouch.” Her face was covered in sweat from the pain.

Xia Yuanqing hurried forward. “What’s wrong?”

A line of blood flowed out from between Han Yuan’s legs.