I panicked and quickly took my hand away from the box, subconsciously wanting to lie.

But my lies can only be told fluently when confronted by my uncle, so at this moment, my mouth was open for a long time and I didn't say a word.

However, Mr. Zhuang nodded very calmly: "Well, I bought it the day before yesterday and forgot to give it to her." ”

My heart was beating hard, and I stared at Zhao Yaru nervously, worried that she would go crazy immediately.

But after she rolled her eyes, she suddenly smiled very understandingly: "The mobile phone used by Shen Xi is indeed old, and it should have been thrown away a long time ago." It's good to use a new mobile phone, but Shen Xi, no matter how good a mobile phone is, it has more or less radiation, so you still have to play as little as possible. ”

"I've heard that there are special protective clothing for pregnant women, so keep an eye out for them. "When I talk about the child in my belly, Mr. Zhuang obviously talks more.

Zhao Yaru responded eagerly, I was a full light bulb next to me, and my heart was astringent, so I had to bow my head and drink porridge.

I didn't have the heart to listen to what they were talking about, my ears seemed to have an automatic filtering function, and every time Mr. Zhuang spoke, my ears would involuntarily prick up.

After he talked to Zhao Yaru for a few words, the words became less and less, but the "um" he echoed was very good, and every time it made my heart throb.

His mobile phone rang halfway, and Zhao Yaru inadvertently glanced at the caller's name, and the enthusiasm on his face suddenly dissipated: "Are you still in touch?"

As she spoke, her voice suddenly cooled.

I felt a "groan" in my heart, and I couldn't help but glance at Mr. Zhuang's mobile phone screen.

Because I looked backwards, I didn't see it clearly, but the name of the note was only one word.

My gut told me it was a woman calling. It was as if my neck was suddenly entangled in a snake python, and an indescribable sourness came over me, so much so that I suddenly felt that it was difficult to breathe.

Mr. Zhuang frowned and refused to answer: "Yaru, don't make trouble, I have already explained to you last night, I will ...... with her"

Before he finished speaking, the phone rang unrelentingly, it was still the same person just now.

At this moment, the smile on Zhao Yaru's face disappeared completely, and she bit the corner of her mouth to look at Xie Yuming, her eyes sad and aggrieved.

But Mr. Zhuang patted the back of her hand, glanced at me lightly, and walked away with the phone without saying a word.

I don't understand what's going on, but from what I said, they must have had a fight last night over the woman who called.

I saw Zhao Yaru frozen there and didn't move, and it took me the courage to speak out loud before I dared to speak to her: "Sister Yaru, are you okay?"

She was angry, and when she heard my voice, she suddenly turned her eyes.

She seemed to condense all the sulking in her eyes, glared at me fiercely, then looked at the mobile phone on the table, and snorted indignantly: "I've never seen him buy me a mobile phone!"

I know that she has no shortage of mobile phones, and she bought them for me specially by Mr. Qi Zhuang.

My heart shrank violently, and I pushed my phone to her in a panic: "Sister Yaru, I, I don't want it, you can use it, just think Mr. Zhuang bought it for you." ”

After I finished speaking, I wanted to bite my tongue off, what is her identity, I will definitely be misunderstood by her when I speak like this.

Sure enough, her eyes suddenly widened, and she snorted weirdly, "Do I need your charity?"

My eyes were red, my nose was sore, and I suddenly felt very uncomfortable.

I'm stupid and can't speak, I didn't mean to express this just now, I just saw that you were in a hurry to make a conflict.

I shook my head in a panic, and my voice suddenly choked: "Sister Yaru, I don't mean this, no matter how you should give me charity." ”

She wanted to scold something more, but after her eyes fell on my stomach, she gasped a few times or retracted her aggressive tone: "It's nothing, don't worry, I'm just in a bad mood." ”

When I looked up and saw the aunt who came to clean up the dishes and chopsticks, I quickly turned around and wiped away my tears, and hurriedly ran back to the guest room with my new mobile phone.

I was in tears stupidly, feeling aggrieved and uncomfortable because I was scolded by Zhao Yaru.

I wiped my tears vigorously, but the tears kept flowing down, and I couldn't finish them.

Who was the woman who called Mr. Zhuang just now? Seeing that Zhao Yaru's reaction was so big, the relationship between that woman and Mr. Zhuang should be very unusual, right?

There is an inexplicable depression in my heart, this discomfort is not only caused by Zhao Yaru's fierce beating, but also because there may be other women who are ambiguous with Mr. Zhuang.

But who am I Mr. Zhuang, and what qualifications do I have to be jealous?

Was he drinking last night because he had a quarrel with Zhao Yaru, or because of the woman who called?

The more I thought about it, the more unpleasant it became, and when I looked down at my lower abdomen, I shed a big tear.

It wasn't until I was lying on the bed and hugging the quilt that I felt a little more at ease.

There was the smell of him on it, and holding the quilt was like hugging him, and I could only use this way to satisfy the pathetic feelings in my heart.

But why is my heart still so sore and swollen?

I was stunned all morning, one moment I flipped out Mr. Zhuang's text messages and read them slowly over and over again, and then I took out the fairy tale book and read it word by word.

I've always been absent-minded, and I don't even care about my grandmother's condition.

I hate myself like this, obviously my grandmother is the closest person to me, why can't I always control myself from thinking about Mr. Zhuang?

At lunchtime, there was only one lonely me in the restaurant, Mr. Zhuang went to work, and Zhao Yaru had no appetite and refused to eat.

I didn't know the taste of food, and it took me a long time to eat a small half bowl.

My aunt looked at her face and reprimanded me: "Mr. told you to eat well, this is the soup I specially cooked for you, you have to drink it." ”

I nodded sullenly: "Auntie, Mr. Zhuang and Sister Yaru are so compatible, how can they quarrel?"

"The little couple quarrels over the bedside and the bed, what are you worried about? Auntie muttered and turned away, but my heart shook hard.

Yes, they are husband and wife, so why should I worry?

Once again, I was reminded of my identity, and I felt very uncomfortable, forcing myself to finish my meal before returning to my room in a daze.

I took apart the new phone and studied it for a while, it was very beautiful, and Mr. Zhuang seemed to use this one.

With his fingers typing on the screen, I smiled silly, and after I couldn't wait to replace the card, I learned to text on my new phone. It wasn't until I accidentally pressed send that I realized that I had accidentally sent Mr. Zhuang something that I shouldn't have told him.