Therefore, when Ling Yansen tried his best to walk softly and arrived in front of the master bedroom door on the second floor, thinking that he had landed silently, Qingwu felt it. She heard the footsteps, but she did not expect that the person was him.

In the past, every time after having a big fight with him on official business, his first reaction was to slam the door and leave. Then he would spend the night outside and hang her out to dry, just like dried meat, and he would have to sprinkle some salt on it.

He just felt comfortable.

The door was ajar. Ling Yansen became more cautious and put his ear to it. For a while, no sound came out from inside.

This made him a little worried. But he didn't know whether she was asleep or awake, and he couldn't open the door to check the situation. He had to grit his teeth, endure the sore neck, and just tilted his head to listen to what was going on inside.

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There was no loud noise, and occasionally there was the sound of a body tossing and turning on the bed. Accompanying these subtle movements was a very secret and suppressed cry.

Why is she still crying?

He frowned and was very angry. I really don’t know where she came from so many tears. She was so ignorant and willful. She should at least think about his child in her belly! The mother’s poor mood will directly affect the fetus!

However, he didn't know that Qingwu had indeed not cried for a while. She cried just now because she guessed that the person wandering back and forth outside the door was not Mrs. Wu. It might be him. But after waiting for so long, he didn't push the door in.

It was as if the place where she existed was dirty. He was simply disgusted and didn't bother to come in, let alone see her.

Qingwu was originally extremely vulnerable and could have an emotional breakdown at any time. She was stimulated by his indifferent behavior and couldn't hold it back. Tears ran out before her reason. She was also worried that he would be angry after hearing this, so she had to suppress it.

Weeping, crying uncomfortably.

The more I cry, the sadder I become and the more I can't stop.

Her dense sobs filled his ears, and Ling Yansen suddenly became very upset. He was thinking about the child in her belly, and he was a little irrational.

He raised his hand, touched the doorknob, and put it down again.

He turned around quickly and shouted coldly downstairs, "Sister-in-law Wu!"

Sister-in-law Wu was clearing the dining table. When she heard the young master's voice like chopping firewood, she shivered twice and climbed up, panting, "Master, what are your orders?"

"Go inside and get me some clothes!" Ling Yansen said in a deep voice as he couldn't think of any good excuse.

Sister-in-law Wu hesitated, the door was opened a little wide, and at a glance she could see a bulge in the quilt on the big bed inside that was shaking slightly, and she knew in her heart that the young mistress must be crying, and the young master was annoyed.

"What are you still holding on for? Go quickly! You're crying and crying, it makes me upset!" When he was anxious, he couldn't hold his breath, and when he didn't hold his breath, those sharp nails that hurt people's heart and soul were blurted out.

Sure enough, in an instant, the sobbing inside disappeared and there was a dead silence.

Ling Yansen clenched his fist and hit his forehead hard. He was annoyed and distraught, and he didn't know how to remedy it. At this time, Sister-in-law Wu took out the clothes. He hurriedly grabbed the clothes and ran away as fast as he could.

Go downstairs and rush out the door.

The sound of a huge door closing resounded through the empty villa. Qingwu felt the slight vibration from the bed. She wiped the corners of her eyes, which were wet. She didn't know whether it was the tears that had just dried or the water that had spilled out.

As she cried hoarsely, she no longer had the energy to think about this. The salty bitterness on her lips was evidence that she couldn't keep him.

The family is no longer a family.

Sister-in-law Wu looked at the young mistress sitting at the table with her eyes blank. Although she had chopsticks in her hands, she was just looking at the table of dishes blankly without moving her chopsticks.

When Dr. Mai left, she told her that the young lady's body had been shaken or pushed, and the fetal position was a bit unstable. She needed to exercise appropriately, and she could not sit or lie down for a long time. Especially when she was almost five months pregnant, the fetal body had already formed, which is the organ.

During the critical period of development, pregnant women must ensure follow-up nutrition.

Mrs. Wu stood up, added another bowl of hot soup, and pushed it in front of her.

"Young mistress, don't be sad, okay? You should think about the young master in your belly. He is hungry even if you are not hungry. Maybe he is muttering in your stomach right now, saying bad things about your mother! Come on, come on.

, pick up the spoon, drink the bowl of soup, and then eat half a bowl of rice. As for the dishes, you must use chopsticks for each dish. Doctor Mai said, nutrition must be followed up and balanced, so that the young master

Only then can the organs thrive and mature.”

Sister-in-law Wu saw Qingwu in a daze, as if she had just regained consciousness. She looked at her blankly, her eyes were dark and lifeless, and the whole area around her eye circles was still red and swollen.

She picked up the porcelain spoon and wanted to hand it to Qingwu. As soon as she touched her cold hand, she was startled and shouted nervously, "My aunt, you don't have a cold, do you? God, please don't let me catch a cold."

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Qingwu pulled the excited Sister-in-law Wu, and a faint smile appeared on her cheeks, "Sister-in-law Wu, I'm fine."

Sister-in-law Wu frowned and held her cold hands, "Then why are your hands so cold? Are you wearing less clothes? Sister Chen, go upstairs and give the young mistress that coat..."

"No need, my hands are the same temperature all year round."

Qingwu really didn't feel cold. It was midsummer and everyone didn't turn on the air conditioner to accommodate her. She felt very sorry for this.

"Really?" Sister-in-law Wu rubbed her fingers, which were as white as green onions, suspiciously.

"Really, Sister-in-law Wu, you and Sister Chen have cooked such a big table, take a rest now, come on, eat quickly, let's eat together."

Qingwu took a deep breath and looked at the table full of delicious food. Although she had no appetite, she had no choice but to stuff it into her mouth and forced a smile on her face. She didn't want these two kind-hearted old people to disappoint her.

disappointment.

After dinner, Sister-in-law Wu followed Doctor Mai's instructions and dragged Qingwu around the villa twice. By the end of the third time, Qingwu's calves were throbbing violently, and the thick bruises were stretching the muscles.

and ligaments, her body was heavy and exhausted, and she refused to move no matter what she said.

Sister-in-law Wu had no choice but to help her into the house, but she didn't dare to let her sit down immediately. She twisted her waist and stretched her legs with her, and then put a few more cushions on the sofa to make her lower back comfortable.

point.

Doctor Mai applied medicine to Qingwu's bruised wrist. The weather was so hot that Qingwu couldn't help but want to take a bath. However, Sister-in-law Wu was startled and refused to allow her to touch the water. Qingwu had to endure it and fan herself.

Little Cattail Fan, sitting blankly like a Bodhisattva, even her only usual pleasure, reading, was not interested in her at this time.
Chapter completed!