In the morning, I made porridge on the phone with Apple, ate the authentic Chinese meal cooked by Aunt Luo at noon, and talked about the humanistic customs of London with the nurse in the afternoon.

Zhang Zijun felt that this day was very happy, although he was in the hospital, as long as he was in a good mood, this time seemed to pass quickly.

However, her good mood deteriorated in the evening, after seven o'clock in the evening to be exact.

At six o'clock in the evening, Aunt Luo brought her authentic Chinese food again, and this time it was white-cut chicken and boiled cabbage heart, with a very fragrant white porridge, which made Zijun say that it was delicious and enjoyable.

"Aunt Luo, if only you could come early," Zhang Zijun shouted coquettishly after eating: "If you come early, maybe I won't have to live in the ward of this hospital." ”

Luo Sufang smiled, chatted with her a few more words, and saw the nurse come in to measure her blood pressure and take her fetal heart rate before getting up and leaving.

"When measuring the fetal heartbeat....... the nurse explained to the intern nurse next to her while measuring the fetal heart rate for Zijun, it seems that the intern nurse is still studying.

Zhang Zijun looked up at the trainee nurse, who was wearing a nurse's hat, a mask on her face, and a pair of glasses, but she couldn't see much of her face.

However, for some reason, she always felt that this nurse was somewhat familiar, but for a while she couldn't remember who this person was.

"What are you talking to your babysitter?" The nurse waited for the two nurses to go out before he asked Zhang Zijun curiously: "I see that the two of you have a good chat." ”

Zijun then remembered that the caregiver was British and couldn't understand Chinese, and she just chatted with Aunt Luo in Chinese, so the caregiver naturally couldn't understand it.

"Let's talk about some things in my hometown," Zhang Zijun said truthfully: "I've been here for a month, so I'll ask about the situation in my hometown, and then talk about some people and things we are familiar with." ”

"Oh, it turns out that Luo is from your hometown, no wonder I know you so well today," the caretaker said with a smile, "It seems that this person still wants to find his hometown wherever he goes." ”

Zhang Zijun nodded with a smile, and was about to answer again, but there was a text message reminder on his mobile phone at this time.

She casually took the mobile phone on the bedside table, thinking that Tong Zhenyu had texted her, probably asking her if she had dinner or something.

Who knew that after unlocking the screen, she found out that it was an unfamiliar number, she frowned slightly, she didn't have the slightest impact on this number, and she didn't know who sent her a text message.

She bought her mobile phone number for less than half a month, and her relatives and friends in China know it, is this UK, Tong Zhenyu and the domestic maid knew it before, and no stranger should know it.

Although I was puzzled, I still pressed the text message, no, I should say that I opened the MMS, because the other party seemed to send something like a picture.

The picture soon opened, and when she saw the picture clearly, her eyes immediately widened, and then the whole person was stunned.

How so? When did this happen? Why, Tong Zhenyu never told her?

In the picture, Tong Zhenyu is disheveled on the bed with a half-hung tree, and his posture is extremely ambiguous.

Of course, there is more than one photo, there are four, and each of them is a very ambiguous scene, and there is even a shot of Tong Zhenyu and Lin Yin overlapping on the bed.

She kneaded her forehead with her hand, and kept telling herself in her heart that this was not true, this should be ps.

However, soon, she found out that none of these pictures had been photoshopped, because she was doing architectural design, and she could still see whether a picture was photoshopped.

The picture is not ps, so it means that these are all real, and Tong Zhenyu, when did he and Lin Yin get together?

Could it be that Lin Yin came to the house to be a nanny, Lin Yin helped her to make her faint, and then Lin Yin drugged her food, all of which were premeditated in advance.

Lin Yin didn't come the day after she was admitted to the hospital, and Tong Zhenyu said that he had driven Lin Yin away, and it was because of driving Lin Yin away that his hometown sent Aunt Luo over.

But what does Lin Yin mean by sending these pictures to her now?

Tell her about the relationship between Lin Yin and Tong Zhenyu? Or tell her that the shade of the forest has never left their lives?

Just when Zhang Zijun was stunned, Tong Zhenyu rushed over after work, he walked into the ward, and what he saw was Zhang Zijun sitting on the sofa in a daze with his mobile phone in his hand.

"Zijun, what do you want? So fascinating? Tong Zhenyu came to her side, and he didn't alarm her when he pushed the door in just now.

"Oh, you're coming from work?" Zhang Zijun came back to his senses and looked at the man who walked to his side: "Have you had dinner?" ”

"Not yet, Aunt Luo left me a meal, I'll come over to see you first, and I'll eat when I go back." Tong Zhenyu said truthfully.

Zijun nodded, looked at Tong Zhenyu, bit his lip lightly before asking, "Zhenyu, can I ask you a question?" ”

"Of course you can!" Tong Zhenyu felt that Zhang Zijun's words were a little funny: "The two of us are husband and wife, what else can't be asked?" ”

Zhang Zijun took a deep breath and mustered all his courage before he spoke: "When did you and Lin Yin meet?" ”

"Shade? Are you talking about the domestic helper in front of our house? Tong Zhenyu raised his eyebrows and looked at Zijun in some surprise.

"Could it be that you still know a few shades?" This time it was Zhang Zijun's turn to be surprised.

"Oh, I had a classmate named Lin Ying before, but he was a hero," Tong Zhenyu explained with a smile: "I met Lin Ying with my classmate ten years ago, and Lin Yin, the domestic helper in our family, met you on the same day and at the same time." ”

"Really?" Zhang Zijun raised his eyebrows and looked at Tong Zhenyu with some disbelieving.

"Of course it's true, could it be that I still lied to you?"

Tong Zhenyu really convinced Zhang Zijun, sat down beside her, took her hand and rubbed it gently: "Zijun, the two of us have gone through so much, don't you still believe me?" ”

"It's not that I don't believe it, it's — there's something I can't believe in you." After Zhang Zijun finished speaking, he sighed helplessly.

"What's the matter?" Tong Zhenyu immediately became alert: "What's the matter, Lin Yin is looking for you?" ”

"Is that so," Zhang Zijun shook his head, and then handed him the mobile phone in his hand: "This is the text message I received today, you can take a look, and then tell me, what is going on?" ”

Tong Zhenyu took the phone with a little doubt, and quickly pressed the first text message, and when he saw the pictures in the text message, his face immediately sank cold and dark.

It seems that he really underestimated that Lin Yin, but he didn't expect to give him a hand, it is estimated that she is still thinking about how to break him up with Zhang Zijun, right?