Wen Cheng listened to Xiaoqi's advice to her on the phone, and her sour heart inevitably warmed up.

She didn't want to stay in Licheng for a little longer, but her physical condition didn't allow her to act rashly.

"Xiaoqi ......"

Wen Cheng called Yan Shiqi's name, and the tip of his voice choked, "You don't have to worry about me, wait for labor at home, and call me anytime if you have something." ”

Yan Shiqi tried to persuade him, but he was blocked by Wen Cheng.

She sighed helplessly, "Okay, I was too busy yesterday to have a good chat with you, you have to take care of yourself when you are alone." ”

"Well, I will. ”

Wen Cheng hung up the phone in a hurry, not daring to listen to it again.

She was afraid of revealing her heart, and she didn't dare to face her stubbornness calmly.

Wen Cheng propped his hands on the sink and slowly raised his eyes to look at the mirror.

The gaze moved down little by little, and settled on the lower abdomen.

This child, she still decided to stay.

Even if there is only one person walking alone on the road ahead, at least ...... It's actually nice to have a little doll to be with you.

Wen Cheng's fingers climbed up to his lower abdomen, and when he raised his eyebrows, a trace of tenderness crossed his eyes.

At first, she thought it was an ectopic pregnancy, but in the end it was an oolong.

For the sake of this child, she quit smoking and stopped drinking, so she deliberately bought this old house by the river, raised flowers and grass every day, and waited for his birth.

Perhaps, that's fine.

Wen Cheng forcibly suppressed the throbbing in his heart and washed his face with water.

She stepped out of the bathroom and saw the withering bouquet of flowers on the coffee table in front of the floor-to-ceiling window.

The stream outside the window was murmuring, refracted by the sunlight, and her eyes were stinging.

Wen Cheng's delicate jaw was still dripping with water, and she walked slowly to the coffee table, her fingertips gently touching the ocean-blue petals.

"Lei Rui repairs ......"

She unconsciously muttered the name that burned in her heart, and her eyes became ethereal.

Ten minutes later, the awkward Wen Cheng finally couldn't resist the obsession in her heart, and she took her mobile phone and dialed Da Chen.

"Boss?"

Da Chen was still surprised when he received Wen Cheng's call.

Recently, the boss said that she would recuperate behind closed doors and let her brothers not disturb her.

What's going on today?!

Out of customs?

Wen Cheng still rubbed the bouquet in his hand, hesitated for a long time, and then asked in a deep voice: "Over there in the South China Sea, what's the situation now?"

Da Chen suddenly 'ah', "The Lei family didn't hold a wedding, I heard that it seems that Lei Da Shao had an accident and the wedding was postponed?"

"What an accident?!" Wen Cheng's tone was eager and nervous.

Da Chen scratched his head, "Boss, you can embarrass me, I can go in the South China Sea, but I can't get into the Lei family."

I just heard a few words from someone, didn't you say that you didn't need me to inquire anymore? So I didn't ask for specific details. ”

Wen Cheng pinched the fingertips of the mobile phone and secretly exerted force, licked his teeth, and his eyes were tangled.

Seeing that she didn't speak, Da Chen added: "I don't know what happened to Lei Dashao, but during that time, I heard that many doctors always came in and out of Lei's house, boss, do you think he should be terminally ill?"

God assists, Brother Da Chen!

Hearing this, Wen Cheng narrowed his eyes, the corners of his mouth turned white, and he hung up the phone after saying 'I know'.

She's going to the South China Seas!

I have suppressed my heart for so long, and after attending Xiaoqi's wedding, the urge to see Lei Ruixiu is as difficult to contain as a volcanic magma eruption.