Chapter 38: The Child (2)
Ji Heng's face suddenly became ugly.
His voice was cold: "Before you speak, you'd better go through your brain." β
Ji Anyang herself also had some regrets, she was annoyed: "I just said it casually." β
She sneered and looked up: "It's you, why did you suddenly ask about her?" Is Yang Mengyao bad? The two of you are now newly married, but you suddenly asked about your ex-wife......"
She pursed her lips: "Although I said that I wouldn't die, I guess it wasn't much better." β
Ji Anyang changed his posture and said angrily: "She has been with you for so many years, and you know her situation." The Wen family will definitely not be able to go back, and he does not have a very good academic degree. In society, it is estimated that there will be a lot of suffering. β
Ji Heng's expression was ugly, "That's not why you curse her. β
Ji Anyang smiled sarcastically: "I just said it casuallyββ"
"You really did that, good brother. Cutting down the grass and roots, not only kicked people out of the house, but also made her lose her last job......"
She stood up: "You're the one who wants her dead, right?" β
Ji Heng was a little dazed, he watched Ji Anyang pick up a large pile of documents, and stepped on his high heels and went out.
Leaving him alone in the office for a long time, when he was about to get off work, he received a call from Yang Mengyao.
"Ji Heng, shall I go to the company to find you?"
Yang Mengyao's voice was sweet: "I'll get up a little early tomorrow and make breakfast for you." β
Ji Heng said lightly: "Okay." β
He paused, "Thank you." β
Yang Mengyao was stunned for a moment, and when she heard Ji Heng's carelessness, she took the initiative to change the topic: "You said last time that you wanted to give your uncle some Pu'er, right?" β
"Shall we go to the store together and buy it later?" Grandpa should still have a lot of them, I can bring some of his ones. β
She said casually: "But I really haven't seen the Pu'er tea that my uncle drank before, who gave it to him, or let's go to that person again to ask for it." β
"Wen Yu."
As soon as this name came out, there was a sudden silence on the other side of the phone, and the awkward air spread silently, Ji Heng opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say.
After a while, Yang Mengyao cleared her throat: "Wen Yi is indeed a good girl, but she should no longer be in Rongcheng now." β
She tried to make her voice as light as ever: "If I try my best, I might be able to find a better batch of Pu'er than that." β
Ji Heng casually responded to something, and the two chatted absentmindedly for a while, and quickly hung up the phone.
Ji Zhai.
Yang Mengyao sat in the bay window of the master bedroom, and her expressionless face was reflected in the window.
This is not the first time that Ji Heng has suddenly called out Wen Yu's name when the two were talking.
She casually pulled off the carrot charm hanging from the bay window and threw it into the trash can next to her.
So what?
Indeed, now Ji Heng can't forget Wen Yi, Ji Anyang can see it, and Yang Mengyao can also see it, in fact, he doesn't hate his ex-wife as much as he said before.
Yang Mengyao hooked the corners of her mouth mockingly, maybe, there are still some old feelings that are unforgettable.
She slowly put on a gentle smile on herself, and in the glass, her eyes were gentle and delicate, enough to make the hearts of men all over the world move.
But there is still a long time, and Ji Heng will be with her for the rest of his life.
She can always slowly occupy every corner of Ji Heng's heart.
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"Are you really ready to be discharged?"
The doctor at the billing office frowned and looked at Wen Yu sternly: "It's only been a week, at least you have to finish the confinement, right?" β
Wen Yi shook the little swaddling clothes in his arms, smiled, and said softly: "It's time to go out and earn milk powder money for the child." β
The doctor shook his head with a smile: "Mr. Jiang has already paid off the two months' fees for you in advance." You don't have to worry about your children for these two months, you just need to concentrate on taking care of your body. β
"So, why be in such a hurry?"
Wen Yi lowered her head, the weight in her arms was heavy, but she didn't feel burdensome at all.
She smiled with the open-eyed child in her arms, raised her head, and shook her head at the doctor: "Thank you for your hard work, if you can, please return the money that Mr. Jiang has deposited here." β
Her voice was clear and her gaze was firm: "Wen Xi is my own child, I can raise her alone." β
The doctor and her were in a stalemate, and finally frowned, sighed, took out his mobile phone and dialed Jiang Linghan.
After the two talked for a while, the doctor suddenly looked at Wen Yu and nodded as he spoke.
"Okay, okay, I'll hand her the phone."
The doctor at the billing office straightened up, "Come, I'll hold the child for you first, and you can just answer the phone." β
Wen Yi smiled bitterly, helpless, but still took the phone: "Hey? β
"Are you going to take your child to make steamed buns?"
Jiang Linghan's voice was very penetrating, with a hint of impatience: "What are you anxious about?" The child is premature, is it not good to let her stay in the hospital for a while longer? β
Wen Yi silently held the phone away from his ears, and after hearing that there was no movement over there, he replied slowly: "Thank you for being willing to help me pay for the medical expenses during this time." β
"After that, I will send the money to your WeChat."
Jiang Linghan raised his eyebrows: "It turned out to be to repay my money-Wen Yi, don't you even want to give me this little face?" β
His voice became dangerous: "For such a long time, if nothing else, they can be regarded as good friends, right?" β
Wen Yi pursed his lips and said helplessly: "Of course." Mr. Jiang, it's just that friends need to be more clear. Let's get here first, and I'll call you next time, okay? β
After that, she no longer cared about the person on the other side of the phone, handed the phone to the doctor inside, hugged the child over, carefully recorded her expenses for a week or so, and then accompanied by Aunt Wang, she took the child back to her bun shop.
Although the winter in Montenegro is cold, the people who live here are very welcoming.
When Wen Yi got out of the car, he saw a bunch of people gathered at the door of his bun shop, many of whom were still holding gifts in their hands, and they came over happily after seeing her.
His eyes were fixed on the child in his arms: "This is your little Wen Xi, right?" β
Grandma Liu smiled from ear to ear: "How did this girl be so handsome!" β
Wen Yi smiled and opened the door of his bun shop: "Let's come in and sit." β
Grandma Liu put the things in her hand on the ground, and said generously: "This is what my eldest grandson used when he was a child, I washed it cleanly, and it was just dried yesterday, if you don't dislike it, give it to Wen Xi." β
Her voice was loud: "It's definitely clean - and my eldest grandson is in very good health, and the things he has used are also happy, Wen Xi can definitely grow white and fat, and every day is like a day." β
Wen Yi hurriedly thanked: "Thank you." β
She was a little embarrassed: "I see that the mothers in the hospital have prepared a lot of things for their children, and I have been busy with the things in the shop, and I don't care about buying these things." β
Aunt Wang sighed: "What can you do?" It's okay, usually if you're in trouble, just come out and shout. β
She casually introduced the gifts that everyone gave to her and her children: "These are the milk powder and diapers sent by the door. His things are definitely of good quality, so don't worry about them for your children. Over there, it's the nutritional supplements they gave you. β
Aunt Wang hugged the child cautiously, and said with a smile: "If you can get by looking at anything, just eat it." It's also a little bit of their heart. β
Wen Yu took a cursory look, although those items probably still couldn't get into the eyes of Ji Heng and the others, but for his neighbors, it was already a hemorrhage.
She couldn't help choking up: "Thank you." In the future, I will invite you to eat steamed buns in the future. β
Grandma Liu took the child over anxiously: "This is for the sake of our little Wen Xi's face - hey, I have never seen such a handsome child, a natural beauty!" β
She looked at the beautiful little Wen Xi and smiled from ear to ear: "We are not rare with your buns, you should quickly take care of your body and take good care of this little daughter." β
After Wen Yi sent the neighbors out, he put Wen Xi on the small bed, casually cleaned up the gifts sent by the neighbors, and returned to the child's bedside, looking at the child's sleeping face with a smile.
"You look like me......"
This is her one-man relative, her treasure.
This little creature was born of her, attached to her, the flesh that fell from her body, and will never leave her for the rest of her life.
Wen Yi gently scratched the child's little face, a little stunned: "It's just your eyes...... It's not the same as me. β
But that person should have his own children in the future.
Wen Yu held the child's little hand with some weakness, so it doesn't matter if he doesn't know this child, right?
She shook her head and strengthened her inner thoughts, yes, Ji Heng and Yang Mengyao will definitely have other babies.
So Wen Xi is her alone.
She gently took the child out and carried it to her big bed.
The older and the younger fell asleep attached to each other in this way.
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But life for a single mother is actually not so easy.
"Doctor, what's the matter with her?"
Wen Yi looked at the little Wen Xi, tears were about to fall, and she said incoherently: "She can be very sick, how can such a young child withstand such an illness?" β
The pediatrician handed over the medicine list, "You go get the medicine first." Did you not listen to the doctor's advice when you were pregnant with her? β
His eyes were very stern: "It must be that she didn't rest well when she was pregnant, and the child fell ill in the mother's womb." β