"He has promised me that he will not let the grudges of the previous generation involve our next generation."

David breathed a long sigh of relief after hearing this, "It would be great if we could settle the grievances over this."

"I didn't expect him to make such a decision." Mo Wenchu ​​still finds it hard to believe that Gu Jue actually made such a choice.

I originally thought that even if the other party knew the existence of this child, she would ask her to abort the child. Unexpectedly, the grudges and grudges of the previous generation ended because of this sudden little life.

"Then you two need to get along well, Wenchu. If Gu Jue can let go of the past, I hope you can do the same." David said seriously.

Two years ago, Mo Wenchu ​​was an actress he admired. Two years later, Mo Wenchu ​​was his closest friend. The two had similar personalities. Although they had only been in contact for just two years, they had a perfect understanding. David knew it from the bottom of his heart.

I hope Mo Wenchu ​​can be happy.

Therefore, in his opinion, the truth of those so-called hatreds is far less important than the happiness of his friends.

Mo Wenchu ​​pursed her lips and responded, "I understand."

"Then I will visit you in the future. If Gu Jue treats you badly, just call me directly and I will support you then."

"good."

Mo Wenchu ​​was pleased and moved, "David, thank you."

"There is no need to say thank you between you and me."

After chatting happily with David for a while, Mo Wenchu ​​finally reluctantly hung up the phone.

Work was temporarily suspended, and Mo Wenchu ​​had no choice but to stay at home and raise her baby with peace of mind.

She originally thought that she had enough clinical and theoretical knowledge, so she would not be as busy as other pregnant women during pregnancy, but in the blink of an eye, just one month later, Mo Wenchu ​​was already tortured by morning sickness and almost collapsed.

Early in the morning, facing a table full of meals carefully prepared by a nutritionist, Mo Wenchu ​​had no appetite. As soon as she picked up the spoon, the turbulent feeling in her stomach came back clearly.

Turning around and rushing to the nearest bathroom, Mo Wenchu ​​lay on the toilet in pain, retching for nearly half an hour, feeling dizzy and pale.

"Madam, you will definitely not be able to continue like this." The most senior servant in the family is undoubtedly Wang Ma, who used to work next to Mrs. Gu. She immediately came up to Mo Wenchu ​​after she walked out of the bathroom, and thoughtfully handed over a tissue before sighing.

Let's talk.

Mo Wenchu ​​closed her eyes and wiped the corners of her mouth carelessly, leaning on the edge of the table and slowly sitting down, "Go, make me a glass of lemonade."

"good."

A few minutes later, a glass of fresh lemonade was handed directly to Mo Wenchu's hand.

After raising her head and drinking the whole glass of sour water, Mo Wenchu's burning feeling in her stomach finally subsided a little.

As a pregnant woman, Mo Wenchu ​​must take in enough nutrients every day so that the fetus in her belly can grow up healthily.

Even though she had a poor appetite, Mo Wenchu ​​still managed to eat a few mouthfuls.

Gu Jue seemed to be busy with a lot of things recently. Mo Wenchu ​​flipped through her phone and glanced at the time, suddenly realizing that half a month had passed since Gu Jue last came home.

In the past half month, the number of times Gu Jue called her was extremely low.

What Gu Jue said last time while holding up the diamond ring seemed to still ring in her ears, which made Mo Wenchu, who had no expectations at all, change her mood, but she didn't expect that the other party didn't seem to have any intention of fulfilling his promise.

Thinking of this, Mo Wenchu ​​couldn't help but feel depressed. Now she is only in the early stages of pregnancy, but it is already so difficult. When she reaches the middle and late stages of pregnancy, she may encounter various situations, and Gu Jue will not be with her at that time.

At your side.

During the internship after graduating from medical school, some classmates were assigned to the Department of Obstetrics and Gynecology. During that time, Mo Wenchu ​​heard the stories of many poor women——

Some choose medical abortion during lactation, and even have to piece together a deposit for hospitalization. Some are alone from the first pregnancy test to the final delivery...

Thinking of this, Mo Wenchu ​​could only comfort herself mentally. At least she still had friends, and with her own financial resources, she could enter the best private maternity hospital for painless delivery.

Gu Jue was nowhere to be found, and there were only servants in the house except Mo Wenchu. Out of boredom, Mo Wenchu's daily pastime was reading books or watching movies.

The biting northwest wind was raging outside the window. In the warm room, Mo Wenchu ​​adjusted the lights to warm colors and read carefully while holding a thick book of economics.

It didn't take long for her eyes to feel a little sleepy. Mo Wenchu, who was holding the book, fell asleep. When she was about to fall asleep, the book in her hand was suddenly pulled away.

The empty hand made Mo Wenchu ​​wake up instantly. The moment she opened her eyes, she saw Gu Jue, who had disappeared for many days.

"Don't always read books or stare at the TV screen recently. Eye problems are prone to occur during pregnancy."

Gu Jue put the book back on the top of the bookshelf, turned around and took off the dark gray wool coat when he walked towards Mo Wenchu.

"Are you hungry?"

Mo Wenchu ​​was stunned for a moment and was about to open her mouth to answer, but her stomach got the better of her.

In the silent room, the grunting sound seemed particularly clear.

Mo Wen stared at Gu Jue awkwardly at first, but the other party patiently grabbed her hand and said, "Whatever you want to eat, I'll make it for you."

"hot pot."

Since becoming pregnant, Mo Wenchu's tastes have changed a lot, and so have her ideas.

He raised his hand and glanced at the time. Although Gu Jue was a little hesitant, he still asked someone to prepare the hot pot.

In just half an hour, various hot-pot dishes were neatly placed on the dining table downstairs, and in the center of the hot-pot dishes was the boiling red bottom of the pot.

When Mo Wen first came downstairs and saw this scene, her eyes almost widened and she looked at Gu Jue in disbelief, "Did you just ask someone to prepare this?"

"Um."

"But the nutritionist didn't allow me to eat hot pot before."

The nutritionist was specially invited by Gu Jue from abroad, and he had strict requirements on food. Mo Wenchu ​​had been suffering from his management recently, and what he just said was both a complaint and a complaint.

"I know," Gu Jue pulled out the chair for Mo Wenchu ​​and sat down next to her after she took her seat. "This is the bottom of the pot that I asked an old chef to prepare specially."

Mo Wenchu:......

Why did I instantly lose my appetite with the boiling red oil in front of me...

It was not difficult for Mo Wenchu ​​to imagine the taste of the bottom of the pot. After boiling a piece of tripe, she eagerly took a bite. Sure enough, it was much worse than the hot pots she usually eats. However, the taste was far better than the hot pots she usually eats every day.

Nutritious meals with clear soup and little water are much better.

"Are you going on a business trip tomorrow?" Mo Wenchu ​​asked casually after taking a sip of lemon juice.

"I'm not going."
Chapter completed!