When she returned to the Xinghe Embankment Villa, Su's mother had already prepared the meal, and when she saw Luo Yiyi's weak appearance during the day today, Su's mother had already guessed that Luo Yiyi might have something wrong with her body, or that she was really pregnant but the child was lost.

However, as a servant, of course it is inconvenient for her to intervene in these things, and she doesn't want to see any problems in the relationship between Luo Yiyi and Jing Zhichen because of the child's affairs, so she won't say anything, but just do a lot of things to supplement her body for Luo Yiyi.

Luo Yiyi looked at the dishes on the table, and there was no taste at all, but Jing Zhichen still hugged her and sat down at the table, with infinite tenderness and indulgence in her domineering tone, "Good, your stomach is not good, you can't stop eating." ”

Luo Yiyi looked at Jing Zhichen and smiled, the corners of her mouth raised a shallow pear nest, and the warm air flow returned to her heart little by little, "Okay." ”

Ben just wanted to deal with it hastily, I thought that all the food in my mouth would be like chewing wax, but, no, Jing Zhi sat next to her, served her vegetables, fed her soup, his clear facial contours have always been glowing with a soft luster, his eyes have always been full of treasure-like care and pampering, he didn't say a word about everything that happened in the company, as if it had nothing to do with her and him.

Looking at Jing Zhichen like this, the food in Luo Yiyi's mouth gradually tasted, as if all she ate was warm happiness, which could fill her empty chest.

Jing Zhichen looked at Luo Yiyi, he didn't want to think about anything, he didn't want to ask anything, as long as he and Luo Yiyi could be together like now, they could still be together contentedly, even if she didn't tell him her true identity for the rest of her life, he wouldn't care.

After dinner, Jing Zhichen carried Luo Yiyi upstairs, and when he returned to the bedroom, he saw Jing Zhichen holding himself in the direction of the bathroom, Luo Yiyi almost subconsciously said, "I'm so tired, I don't want to take a bath." ”

Jing Zhichen looked down at Luo Yiyi in his arms, didn't think much about it, turned around and walked in the direction of the bed, "Okay, it's okay if you don't wash it, even if you don't wash it for the rest of your life, I won't dislike you." ”

Luo Yiyi's eyebrows furrowed, his nose was sore, and his eyes couldn't help but glow with a little starlight, but the corners of his mouth tried to raise the most beautiful arc.

"Jing Zhichen, what if I dislike myself?"

She is so vicious, so unscrupulous, how can she not dislike herself, she now feels that she is the most hateful person in the world.

Jing Zhichen looked at the tears flashing in Luo Yiyi's eyes, gently put her on the bed, dropped a kiss on her eyebrows, and then lay down beside her, and hugged her into his arms again, "Then I won't wash it, we will sing with our husbands, so that you don't have to dislike yourself." ”

Luo Yiyi suddenly buried his head deep in Jing Zhichen's arms, biting his lip and desperately trying not to let the tears flow again.

She didn't want to, she didn't want Jing Zhichen to see her fragility again and again, and she didn't want to, Jing Zhichen loved her a little deeper in her fragility.

Jing Zhichen looked at Luo Yiyi like this, her heart was as soft as cotton wool, was she remorseful and blaming herself for the little wrong thing she had done to him?

Reaching out to lift Luo Yiyi's chin, Jing Zhichen lowered his head and kissed her lips, "Manman, no matter what you have done wrong, it's all in the past, now, I just need you by my side, and I'll take care of the rest, okay?"

Luo Yiyi raised his lips and smiled, took the initiative to print Jing Zhichen's thin lips, and muttered in a vague voice, "Well, okay." ”

After a deep kiss, Jing Zhichen's lips were pressed against Luo Yiyi's forehead, and his fingertips gently rubbed the shallow plum blossom-shaped mark on the palm of Luo Yiyi's right hand, which was like a soldering iron and had already been deeply seared into Luo Yiyi's heart.

"Manman, where did this plum blossom mark in your palm come from?" he once asked, but Luo Yiyi was asleep at that time and did not give him an answer.

Luo Yiyi curled up in Jing Zhichen's arms, drowsy.

In the past, she always resisted answering any questions Jing Zhichen asked about her, because she never thought of letting Jing Zhichen know her, not at all.

Now, she really wants to tell Jing Zhichen everything about her, as long as he is willing to let Luo Jingnan go, return everything that belongs to Luo Jingnan, and let Luo Jingnan be well, then let her do whatever she wants.

However, she really didn't dare to see it, and she didn't dare to be sure that she had reached such an important point in Jing Zhichen's heart.

"It's a birthmark. Luo Yiyi's answer was in a thick nasal voice, she was already very tired at the moment, she just wanted to sleep deeply, don't think about anything, don't care about anything.

Jing Zhichen looked down at Luo Yiyi in his arms, her eyes were closed, her eyelashes as long as saucer wings reflected a dense reflection in the orange light, occasionally trembling, like a feather gently crossing his heart, provocative.

"Sleep, I'll be with you always. ”

The corners of Luo Yiyi's mouth raised an arc of happiness that he had never seen before, nodded and fell asleep.

……

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry... It's me who is bad, it's me who is not good... Don't hate me, don't hate me..."

Hearing Luo Yiyi's whispering voice, Jing Zhichen hurriedly turned on the bedside lamp and looked at Luo Yiyi in his arms.

At this time, Luo Yiyi curled up in his arms like a child who had made a big mistake, tears gushing out of the corners of his eyes like streams, and his pillow was already wet.

"It's me who is bad, I'm sorry, it's me who is not good..."

Is it a dream?

What had she dreamed of, the words were so sad and desperate, that the tears flowed like a river, and they almost drowned out his breath.

"Wake up, wake up, wake up. ”

Jun frowned, Jing Zhichen picked up Luo Yiyi distressedly, stroked her cold face with a warm palm, and gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes.

Luo Yi opened his eyes suddenly, and the immature little face of the pink carving jade pecking in the dream actually overlapped with Jing Zhichen's handsome face at this time, so similar, as if it was a copy.

It was her child, her and Jing Zhichen's child.

"Manman, what's wrong, do you have nightmares?"

Holding Luo Yiyi's face, looking at her eyes full of panic and helplessness, her heart felt like she had been stabbed by the tip of a needle, and she was almost bleeding.

Jing Zhichen knew that Luo Yiyi was attracted to him, she had already been attracted to him, she had really fallen in love with him, otherwise, she would not have been so self-blaming and afraid for making Huamao into today's situation, Luo Yiyi at this time was already very different from the indifferent woman when he first met.

Raising her hand, her fingertips gently rubbed the contours of Jing Zhichen's angular face, feeling the scorching temperature, Luo Yiyi's heart seemed to be poured with ice water, and she wanted to tremble when she was cold.

"I'm sorry, Jing Zhichen... I'm sorry..."

The tears couldn't be stopped, but she obviously didn't want to cry, how could she be like this, she actually regarded Jing Zhichen as her deepest attachment and dependence, and let her emotions flood in front of him.

Looking at Luo Yiyi in front of him, Jing Zhichen was distressed at the same time, but his heart swelled with infinite comfort and happiness.

Luo Yiyi is really in love with him, in love with him.

Kissed Luo Yiyi's eyebrows lightly and hugged her tightly into his arms, "It's okay, it's okay, as long as you care about me, as long as you love me, everything doesn't matter." ”

The corners of Luo Yiyi's lips opened slightly, and all the words were stuck in his throat but he couldn't say anything.

Jing Zhichen, is it really okay? Even if I kill your child with my own hands, is it okay?

When Luo Yiyi woke up the next day, it was already ten o'clock in the morning, and Jing Zhichen on his side no longer had the shadow of Jing Zhichen, and even the residual warmth had dissipated.

frowned slightly, got out of bed and came to the floor-to-ceiling window, opened the heavy curtains, and immediately a bright sun shone in, sprinkled all over her body, brilliant so that she couldn't open her eyes.

However, no matter how good the sun was, her heart was so cold that it was rotten, and even slowly began to fester.

In this world, what kind of sunlight can shine into the most gloomy place in her heart and heal her festering wounds.

Suddenly, Luo Yiyi's eyes fell on the note on the bedside table, no need to think about it, it must have been left by Jing Zhichen.

Walking back to the bed, taking the note, the corner of Luo Yiyi's lipstick raised a seemingly absent arc of happiness.

The words are like their people, and the vigorous and powerful pen is full of infinite atmosphere and domineering.

"I'm going to the company, you rest obediently, and I'll handle the company's affairs for the time being. ”

Is everything handled by Jing Zhichen personally?!

Thinking that Jing Zhichen took himself out of the detention center so easily, presumably the forces behind Jing Zhichen must be very simple, so has the whole incident of infant poisoning also been suppressed by Jing Zhichen, so now it is calm as if nothing happened.

In order to verify his thoughts, Luo Yiyi immediately walked to the desk, turned on the computer, and began to search the Internet for news about Huamao baby food poisoning.

However, no, no matter what keywords she entered, there was not a single piece of news about Huamao food causing baby poisoning, and not even any negative news about Huamao Group.

I called the head of the company's public relations department again, and the person in charge of the public relations department told Luo Yiyi that all the poisoned children were no longer in danger of life, and now everyone's mood is very stable, and they are talking about compensation. [ban^ｆｕｓｈｅｎｇ]. Starting

Sure enough, it was she who thought of Jing Zhichen too simply, she was using her mantis arm as a car, too self-conscious, although she never thought of harming others.

Taking a deep breath, Luo Yiyi couldn't figure out what kind of mood he was in at the moment.

There was such a serious baby food poisoning incident, and Huamao had already been made by her internal miasma, but Jing Zhichen could handle everything so lightly, as if nothing had happened.

However, once Jing Zhichen understood what she had done since she took over Hua Mao, he should have quickly seriously doubted her abilities or even doubted her intentions.

If Jing Zhichen sent someone to check on her, everything about her would be exposed in front of Jing Zhichen.

She got up and went to the floor-to-ceiling window again, trying to absorb the warmth of the sun, but her body was getting colder and colder.

It's messy, she has a messy brain now, and her thoughts have never been so unclear.