While Cheers was busy exchanging blood for the council, Millie suddenly welcomed many visitors in Clauren's mansion.
All the visitors are women, and most of them are the ladies of the councilors she knows. All of them are noble and gorgeous dressed with big gifts, just like beautiful Barbie queens fighting each other, but their faces are only flattering smiles. It's off the appetite.
Jewelry, hair accessories, clothes, cosmetics, supplements... Millie was overwhelmed by the mountain of gifts, but she was still confused.
Could it be that they were so passionate because she was promoted to the little duke mommy? Even the wife of the vice president of the parliament, Mrs. Luthor, is among them
However, they are usually arrogant, like proud peacocks fighting each other at any time, it is rare to gather together in such a tacit understanding.
Millie couldn't directly ask why, so she had to hold a feast to entertain them in the garden.
Mi Feinan hated a group of women chattering most, but worried that Millie would be torn apart by a group of wolf women, so she had to carry her laptop to the balcony of her study, while doing business affairs, while staring at the group of women who seemed to have ulterior motives.
After three rounds of drinking, the wolf ladies-their true form was revealed. Fortunately, it was not grinning, but tears raining, each of the faces with delicate makeup, and the eyeshadow and foundation were all pasted into one piece, like a ghost, it was terrible.
In the event of a group fight, Millie only needs to greet the bodyguard, but the group cry... She had to hold the tissue box in embarrassment, as if sending candy to a child, comforting and sending it down slowly.
"Hi, ladies, what the hell is going on? Can someone tell me what the hell is about?"
No one responded.
Finally, she sat down next to Mrs. Luther, "Is there something wrong with your family? Health problems? Is it because the wolf clan has a serious infectious disease crisis to your safety? Uh... or because I am going to die. , You guys come to my funeral in advance?"
"His Royal Highness, he wants to get rid of a large number of members of the parliament. From now on, we..." The lady who spoke could not cry.
Millie wrapped her arms around Mrs. Luthor's shoulders. "Couldn't even Mr. Luthor be included? Isn't he the vice president of the parliament?"
Mrs. Luther had to say, "His Royal Highness Chelse has to reorganize the parliament, even if the vice-chairman has to re-recognize his fate..."
"If this is the case, maybe there is still hope for everyone. As long as his political achievements are outstanding, Chelse should be able to weigh and consider." He is a very fair person, although sometimes not very reasonable, and somewhat overbearing, but he is better than Hig. This kind of bossy person is superior.
When Mrs. Luther wiped away her tears, the tissues in her hands had been stained with residual makeup. "No, they are hopeless, it's because of you."
"Me?" Millie pointed to the tip of her nose in disbelief. "How can I, a little human, endanger the fate of the Wolf Clan Senator?"
"Because of your big belly, because you crushed the cup, because you didn't have an abortion... The councillors will send you to the Wolf Palace for research."
"It can't be because of me." Millie knew that she was insignificant in Chelce's heart. He wanted to exchange blood for the parliament, and it was definitely not because the lawmakers made such a decision because of a few gossips.
Mrs. Luther took her hand, "Milli, anyway, you have to promise us to persuade Your Highness Chelsea."
"He doesn't listen to my advice at all, he only knows how to order me to do things."
"Millie, don't fool us. Someone sees you acting like a baby in the street. His Royal Highness will take you to drink milkshakes to make you happy."
They also know about this? "... You send someone to follow me?"
Mrs. Luther pointedly denied, "Of course not. We are all self-cultivating. Those who have been published in magazines are photographed by enthusiastic wolf paparazzi. But, to be honest, they are always more partial to you, even if With a big belly, you can still capture beautiful pictures."
This time, Millie was speechless, she could only raise her lips, "I... I tried my best to persuade Chelsea, guys, if you don't mind, how about we watch an old movie?"
"I like "Roman Holiday" best."
"I like some popcorn and some juice..."
"I like to sit in the front row..."
"... Alright, alright, everyone cleared up their tears and went to the movies with me." Millie shook her head helplessly and sighed. The wife's banquet was really not easy to serve.
She led a group of women through the garden and into the house like a tour guide. Before she reached the multimedia lounge, her stomach was painful like a spasm, "Ah-ah-it hurts..."
The nearby Mrs. Luther hurriedly supported her, "Milli, what's the matter with you?"
A group of women gathered around, "She seems to be giving birth."
"Call the doctor, call the doctor..."
"Hi! What did you wolves and women do to my sister?" Mi Feinan rushed over and put Millie in her arms. "You bit her? How could she be so painful?"
Mrs. Luthor had no choice but to explain that they were all dressed up, do they look like beasts? "Mi Feinan, your sister is going to give birth."
"Call Cheers, if he dares not to show up at this time, I will kill him, and then kill his fainted brother!"
She just finished roaring, and a cold wind rushed over her cold face. The next moment, Cheers had already held Millie in his arms. His hair was messy and unruly, Junyi’s face was concerned and dignified, and sweat kept dripping. The shirt was also wet. "I am here, Mi Feinan, there is nothing to do with you here."
Mi Feinan looked at him tiredly, "You...couldn't you come back from the palace?" It was lightning fast.
Cheers didn't respond, and rushed into the infirmary of the house holding Millie. The doctors were already waiting. Indeed, when he felt Millie's sharp pain, he didn't have time to drive the car, so he ran back.
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