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After Ye Qiwen left the scene, she went directly back to her residence. She still had work in the afternoon, so she stayed at home for a while and called her agent to ask her to push it off for herself.

Ye Qiwen opened the pregnancy diagnosis results at the bottom of the box, her fingertips clenched slightly, as long as her attitude changed slightly, she would take out this identification result, which could be regarded as a warning to herself.

Ye Qiwen looked at the diagnosis book, and suddenly there was a knock on the door. Ye Qiwen put the diagnosis certificate back in the cabinet, walked to the door and asked, "Who?" ”

"It's me." Song Zhuochen's familiar voice came in from the door.

Ye Qiwen's hand that was pressing against the door and preparing to open the door retreated, and her voice was cold: "Do you have something?" ”

In the past few years that Ye Qiwen has been absent from China, Song Zhuochen has come here almost every week. He didn't receive the news in advance that Ye Qiwen was back, but he was used to coming here, and when he saw Ye Qiwen live here again, he knew that she had returned to China.

He still comes often, even if he eats behind closed doors every time, but he persists.

Hearing Ye Qiwen's question, Song Zhuochen's hand knocking on the door slowly withdrew: "I ......"

He was fine, he was still the same as ever, he just wanted to see her.

Ye Qiwen leaned against the door, didn't hear Song Zhuochen's voice for a long time, and spoke first: "If it's okay, please leave, I still have to rest." ”

"Ye Qiwen." Song Zhuochen called her name: "Whether you believe it or not, my apology is serious, and I will wait as I said." ”

"Whatever you want." Ye Qiwen was in a place that Song Zhuochen couldn't see, smiling sarcastically and full of coldness.

Today's meeting made Ye Qiwen a little unhappy, and it also made Ye Mu not very happy. She went home in the nanny car, looked at Ji An and said, "Song Zhuochen will also go, why don't you tell me?" ”

"Didn't I ask you before if you mind being with Song Zhuochen? You said you wouldn't mind, and I didn't tell you. Ji An tapped on the itinerary on the computer, and didn't see Ye Mu's face at all.

Ye Mu opened his mouth and had nothing to say.

She had no reason not to see Song Zhuochen, of course she would not avoid him. Ye Qiwen didn't want to see Song Zhuochen, and she couldn't tell Ji'an about this.

Song Zhuochen's appearance at the meeting would be a small accident for Ye Mu, Ji'an was not wrong, she just didn't know the inside story.

In the evening, Ye Qiwen called Ye Mu as usual, and there was not much change between her words, which made Ye Mu completely relieved.

She was originally a little worried that Ye Qiwen would misunderstand Ye Mu know, and she was worried that the two would be disgusted because of this matter. But Ye Qiwen called her, and her tone was full of faith in Ye Mu, and Ye Mu was relieved.

She took a light breath and put down her phone, and glanced at Feng Peipei, who was sleeping peacefully on the bed. She looked at it for a while, printed a kiss on each of their cheeks, covered them with a small quilt, and got up and went to the study.

Mo Shen didn't lie to her, he said that he had encountered some minor problems at work, and he has been so busy for the next few days. Ye Mu was afraid of disturbing him, so he just gently pushed open the door of the study and glanced inside.

Mo Shen was reading the documents, and from time to time he put his hand in his fist and coughed lightly to his lips.

"Why are you still coughing......" Ye Mu stood at the door and muttered to himself in a very low voice.

He was coughing in the morning, and he is still coughing, and it seems to be worse than in the morning.

Ye Mu sighed lightly and closed the door. She walked lightly into the kitchen.

Mo Shen dislikes going to the hospital the most, and he doesn't like taking medicine. If he takes some cold medicine, Ye Mu has to work hard to make him some pear soup to suppress cough.

Ye Mu had done it for him before, and he was quite skilled, but it took time to boil it, so Ye Mu sat near the bar and waited.

Mo Shen was busy in the study, and he didn't know anything downstairs. After a long time of finishing the paperwork, he looked at the time, it was already late, he closed the computer and planned to go back to the bedroom.

Before he could go back, Ye Mu pushed open the door of the study with Sydney soup. She put the pear soup on Mo Shen's table, let go of her hand suddenly, raised her hot fingertips and pinched her earlobe, she was a little painful, frowned lightly and said to Mo Shen: "I boiled some pear soup for you, drink it while it's hot, and the cough will be better tomorrow morning." ”

As he spoke, he let go of the hand holding his earlobe and blew it lightly, filled a bowl for Mo Shen, and sent it to him with concern, not forgetting to remind: "It's a little hot, be careful." ”

Mo Shen took the pear soup and glanced at her fingertips: "It's hot?" ”

"No, it's just a little hot." Ye Mu looked at the soup bowl containing Sydney soup, and his concerned eyes were already an invisible urging.

Mo Shen tasted a mouthful of Sydney pear soup under the gesture of her eyes, it was not so hot, and he drank it all in a few clicks.

After making sure that he had drunk it, Ye Mucai nodded with satisfaction, accepted the soup bowl, and asked again, "Do you want to drink more?" ”

"No need." Mo Shen has never liked sweet food.

"Then I'll take it." Ye Mu took the soup bowl from his hand and put it back on the tray.

She was about to go out, but she looked back at him and reminded, "You should rest early, and you should pay more attention if you are unwell." ”

Mo Shen smiled lightly and promised her, Ye Mu stepped on the stairs and went downstairs, and continued in a voice that Mo Shen could hear behind him: "Take a hot bath and sweat under the quilt." ”

Ye Mu went downstairs to wash the soup bowls, and roughly tidied up the kitchen again before going upstairs.

When she returned to the bedroom, Mo Shen had already taken a shower and was lying on the bed covered with a quilt. Regarding Mo Shen's performance, Ye Mu nodded with satisfaction, she lifted the quilt and lay down on his side: "Do you want to drink water?" ”

Mo Shen shook his head: "Don't, it's late, rest early." ”

As he spoke, he raised his hand to turn off the light above his head.

Ye Mu closed her eyes obediently, her body moved slightly, and Mo Shen's arm was already suppressed on her waist.

"You don't move, you should cover the quilt more and sweat." Ye Mu tried to pull Mo Shen's hand away and reminded him.

Mo Shen's hand pressing on her waist moved slightly, and in the dark, the corners of her mouth were faintly hooked with a smile: "It's easier to sweat when you hold it." ”

Mo Shen said this, he had already used the fact of action, he held Ye Mu with both hands and pulled her towards his arms.

Ye Mu's whole body was leaning on his arms, the side of her face was originally leaning on his arms, her face was red because of her breathing, she turned around again, her back was against Mo Shen's chest, and she slowly closed her eyes.

This night, Ye Mu slept well. But Mo Shen's condition was not so good, his cough was not only not better, but even a little worse.

At breakfast, Ye Mu looked at Mo Shen, who was coughing, and said with concern: "Let's go to the hospital after eating." ”

"It's fine." Mo Shen wiped the corners of his mouth with a tissue, and smiled lightly at Ye Mu.