Zhao Yu looked at Bai Youyou blankly, and endured the question.

She knew that the current boss was no ordinary person, so many people would find it strange. The most intuitive thing was that the flower shop did not care about profits.

After a while, she realized that she didn't understand the boss's world, but the boss was definitely a good person.

She didn't ask too much. If there was something she needed help with, she would help out. If there wasn't anything she needed help with, she would do her job well. With a salary and the ability to do what she liked, where would she find such a good job!

When the doctors were examining him, Bai Youyou went in alone while Zhao Yu waited outside.

The doctor gave him a few items. Bai Youyou then passed the results of the examination to the doctor.

"From the results, you're about eight weeks pregnant."

The doctor then wrote down the diagnosis, "After that, you have to do the labor examination at regular intervals. The first three months, the fetus was the most unstable and your body was the most uncomfortable. You just have to wait until later …"

The doctor was very responsible and said a lot of things to pay attention to.

Bai Youyou nodded her head as she memorized everything. Then, she took the list and went out.

This result wasn't surprising. She had already expected this to happen, but now it had been proven.

This child... Bai Youyou rubbed his stomach. Knock it off?

She didn't want to part with it.

Bai Youyou was feeling bitter. This child, had come at the wrong time.

The fragrance of the various flowers were mixed inside the flower shop, Bai Youyou took a whiff of her unwell stomach, then went to her room and leisurely painted some pictures.

The Bai Family's parents had raised Bai Youyou very well. She knew a lot of things, and the ones she liked could be called proficient.

Sketch painting was one of her hobbies.

As he was drawing, the phone beside him rang.

"Hello, may I ask if this is Miss Baihe?"

Bai Youyou stared blankly before replying, "Yes."

She had a rough understanding of him, he should be a staff member designing the Oumeng and Jewellery.

In the past few days, she had been bored to death, so she would paint, and if she had any ideas, she would make a few designs. When she sent them to the special mailbox for Oumeng and Jewellery, she would use the name Lily.

Coincidentally, Oumeng Jewelry Company had a rule: no matter what, they would accept contributions from non-professional designers. Those whose designs had been drafted could sign a contract, and those who weren't accepted would also call to report the results and console them.

"I am the HR manager of Oumeng Jewelry Company, congratulations on successfully writing the original jewellery design, 'Four Seasons like Spring'. You can choose to sign a single contract now, or directly sign a contract with Oumeng Jewelry to become a member of the Oumeng Designer."

"I want to sign the contract on a single draft."

If he were to keep signing his real name, Ye Mingchen would definitely find out if there was even the slightest movement with her identity card …

"Okay, your design will probably appear in Oumeng's next season's design work. There are still a few things I need you to understand that I will send you by email. I won't bother you anymore."

"Alright."

After hanging up, Bai Youyou turned on the computer. There were indeed two unread messages.

One was about her script being hired.

The other was a request for a contract. She looked at it line by line and was relieved when she saw that the contract could be signed under a stage name.

She did as she was told and mailed the original.

This way, the contract was a success.

Who would have thought that they would be caught in Oumeng just like that, it was truly … Good luck.

Bai Youyou slowly walked to the front of the flower shop, and just as she opened the door, he bumped into a person.