Three days later, Ji Zhai.

"Isn't he coming back tonight?"

An ethereal and resentful female voice sounded behind him, and when he listened carefully, he seemed to have a cry.

Steward Wang shuddered suddenly, turned around, looked at Yang Mengyao who was expressionless on the steps, his heart trembled, and he hurriedly smiled: "Mrs. is good." ”

He pondered the woman's face, and said stiffly, "Young master...... The young master has a meeting tonight, and it is estimated that he will not be able to come back. ”

He said cautiously, "Why don't you eat a little bit now to cushion your stomach?" ”

Yang Mengyao's face was still stained with tears, but her expression was cold: "After Ji Heng came back, he immediately called me up." ”

Steward Wang answered, and watched the woman return to her bedroom and slam the door shut.

"Angry again?"

Xiao Huang came out, looked in the direction of the master bedroom, and pouted: "If it were me, I wouldn't want to come back......"

She touched her arm with goosebumps: "I cry every day with a sad face, except for crying, I cry." The heart of the crying person is straight hairy! ”

Steward Wang frowned and shouted, "What are you talking nonsense about! ”

He paused, beat his old waist, and sighed: "The child I finally looked forward to is gone...... It's normal for her to be uncomfortable. ”

Xiao Huang sniffed: "Our wife is also ......"

She muttered, "Although I've been crying and crying, there's nothing wrong with my body."

"Even if it is a woman who is used to suffering in the village, it will take a long time for her to recover from a miscarriage."

Xiao Huang picked up the rag in his hand, wiped the furnishings in the room hard, and said unintentionally: "She comes and goes normally, except for a little more tears, there is nothing else wrong, and I don't know if she is in good health or not." ”

"Steward Wang."

A cold male voice sounded from behind the two of them, so frightened that Xiao Huang almost threw the handkerchief in his hand.

The man stood in the doorway with a blank face, like a cold and hard sculpture.

Ji Heng looked tired, there was a deep dark blue under his eyes, and he casually handed his coat to Steward Wang, who was trotting all the way, paused, and said, "How is Mrs. today?" ”

"It's still the same. But it's better than the previous two days, and I don't cry all the time. ”

Steward Wang cautiously observed Ji Heng's expression: "I just went into the bedroom and fell asleep...... Why don't I send Xiao Huang to call my wife up? ”

Ji Heng's expression was faint: "No need." ”

He took two steps in the direction of the study, suddenly paused, and looked at the servants in the house: "These days, I have worked hard for you. ”

Xiao Huang was stunned and said: "What's so hard?" ”

I don't know why, since the last time I saw Wen Yi, she has always been straightforward in the Ji family, saving a lot of twists and turns: "She doesn't talk to us either, nor does she send us jobs." Locked in the house by himself. ”

She stuck out her tongue: "It's so bad that we don't get used to it." ”

Steward Wang glared at her, turned his face, and looked at his young master: "Mrs. is just not in a good mood these two days...... I hope you will spend more time with her. ”

He sighed and said sincerely: "You two are the closest people in the world, husband and wife together, what hurdle can't be overcome?" ”

Ji Heng seemed to smile briefly, didn't say anything, and walked into the study reflexively.

There was silence in the study, which was the silence he had long been accustomed to.

This kind of silence sometimes makes him feel relaxed, but more often, it is a kind of loneliness that cannot be discharged.

He sat down at his desk and opened his laptop numbly.

Xiao Huang was wrong, he didn't actually find Yang Mengyao's crying annoying - but he really didn't know what kind of emotions to use to deal with the current Yang Mengyao.

The two have always respected each other like guests......

The child is gone, and it seems that it has also cut off the last bit of contact between Ji Heng and her.

Ji Heng frowned and shook off this nonsense thought.

Yang Mengyao is his wife, what should be done, he should do.

If we talk about emotional connection...... I've never had that kind of thing at all.

So, it won't have much of an impact.

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"Shh

The woman brushed the broken hair between her foreheads, stuck them back with a small daisy clip, hugged the little girl on the ground with a smile, and kissed her forehead: "Xiaoxi, Uncle Jiang is already asleep, he is very tired from work, and he can't wake him up." ”

It was an ordinary afternoon in Jiang's house.

After lunch, Jiang Linghan went to the study to take a nap, he seemed to be busy with a big project these days, often busy until late at night before coming back, but the lunch at noon was always in the villa with the Wen family's mother and daughter, never absent.

The little girl nodded obediently, holding the doll given to her by Jiang Linghan and following Wen Yi's side: "Mom, Uncle Jiang is so hard." ”

Wen Yi smiled and pinched his daughter's cheek: "Yes, he is a very capable person." ”

In the morning, she took the little girl to the hospital for a follow-up, and the doctor was taken aback by the little girl and said that the child recovered very quickly.

Wen Xi happily pinched the ears of the doll in his arms and raised his head, "Mom, Uncle Jiang is working hard outside, and the baby will clean up the house with you!" ”

"Okay."

Wen Yi pursed her lips and smiled, bent down, and adjusted the shoulder straps of her daughter's suspenders: "Isn't it a little tight?" ”

She gestured to the little girl's slightly increased size: "Next time you go to the mall, mom will buy you a new one." ”

In the past, she heard the old man say that when a child grows up, he will grow when he sees the wind, and he will run away in a few days.

When she was in the hospital, she always felt that her daughter was in an empty hospital gown, as if she would be carried away by the wind at any moment.

In the past few days, I have finally raised this girl back, and her size seems to have been a little bit.

"Don't...... Mom, I love the Minion Bib that Uncle Jiang bought me! Shall we wear that tomorrow? ”

The little girl puffed out her cheeks, dodged her mother's arm, her eyes sparkled, and there was finally some flesh on her cheeks, and she smiled so much that she couldn't see her teeth: "I like Minions so much!" ”

Wen Yi pursed her lips and smiled, nodded her nose, and said softly, "You......"

She was stunned for a moment, this girl, recently with Jiang Linghan, seemed to be getting more and more gone.

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"Such an adult, still picky eater?"

At night, at the small dining table, the three of them were intimately next to each other, Wen Yi always paid attention to her daughter's needs, but vaguely knew that she had a pair of eyes and always looked at herself.

A pair of chopsticks reached over, and the ribs fell into Wen Yu's bowl.

The man raised his eyebrows: "Balanced nutrition can make the body good." ”

Wen Yi was a little surprised, and subconsciously wanted to refuse, but he couldn't think of how to refuse this kind of behavior that was a little too intimate: "I have already eaten ...... just now"

Jiang Linghan hooked the corners of his mouth: "Don't be coquettish." ”

Wen Yi was stunned, and her eyes widened in a daze-how did she become coquettish?

The man didn't look at her again, but stretched his waist and touched the head of the little girl next to him, but the words in his mouth were still said to Wen Yi: "The craftsmanship is getting better and better." ”

He pinched Wen Xi's cheek funny: "The little girl is fat." ”

Wen Yu's expression softened, and he said softly: "Yes, I finally have some meat." ”

There is a small lotus lamp in the restaurant, with two large and one small flower bones on it, which Jiang Linghan brought back from the night market with Wen Xi in his arms.

At this moment, there is a layer of warm light, and the little girl has to look at it from time to time, and the smile on her face is getting bigger and bigger, and the whole person is very happy.

Jiang Linghan suddenly smiled: "Well, the person who sold this lamp told me that this lotus lamp symbolizes a family of three......

He looked at Wen Yu with a smile: "Isn't it exactly the same as the three of us?" ”

Wen Yu's eyelashes trembled, avoiding his gaze, and stood up from the chair: "I'll go and wash the dishes first......"

"You ...... first Let's play for a while. ”

She hurried out of the cozy corner and walked into the kitchen, her expression uncontrollably pale, and her heart wandered leisurely, numbly brushing the bowls.

Then he hid directly in Wen Xi's small room, helped her sort out the huge number of toys, and listened to the sound of a big and small mess outside, and her mental thoughts were in a mess and couldn't be entangled.

Until Wen Xi exhausted the last of her strength and finally fell asleep in her mother's arms, she never glanced at Jiang Linghan, who sent the child back.

A family of three......

She smiled bitterly, turned off the night light, pretended not to find the man standing at the door with his arms crossed, but shrunk into her daughter's cot, closed her eyes with the little girl, and soon fell asleep in a groggy sleep.

This sweet dream......

Not for her.

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"Mom, is this where I'm going to go to school in the future?"

Wen Xi's hair grew quickly, and the thin bangs fell down, hiding those unusual marks.

The little girl was wearing a pair of minion suspenders, and her eyes were shining as she looked at the building in front of her: "Mom, the house here seems to be a castle!" ”

Wen Yi squatted down, held her daughter's little hand, and looked her in the eyes: "Yes, baby." ”

She took a deep breath and suppressed the anxiety in her heart: "This is where you will go to school in the future." ”

The little girl could only see the castle in her eyes, Wen Yi smiled bitterly, picked up the little girl, and walked towards the teacher who took the initiative to welcome her.

In the adult world, in addition to the castle, more consideration is the cost of building the castle.

She swallowed the sigh back into her stomach and forced herself to stop counting the terrible number.