Jiang Yue picked up the chopsticks on the table, and just wanted to touch the food on the plate, but the tips of the chopsticks touched it, and she didn't want to eat: "No appetite, Uncle Zhang."

"How can you have no appetite, is it not appetizing?"

He picked up his chopsticks and put a piece of food on the plate in front of her, and he tasted it carefully, "It's good, you should eat more."

He seemed to be staring at her.

Under his words, Jiang Yue could only pick up a piece of foie gras from the plate, and after she ate a small piece, she felt that the taste was extremely fishy, and she almost vomited by the smell.

"I don't want to eat it."

Her temper came up, and she threw the chopsticks directly on the table, where was the docile appearance of the last second.

Zhang Liuling looked at her, his face a little cold.

Jiang Yue said rudely and willfully, "I said that I don't want to eat because I don't want to eat!"

Even though Zhang Liuling's face was cold, he still said calmly, "Then eat something else, kale tastes good."

He also personally put the kale in her bowl and waited for her to eat it.

Jiang Yue didn't know why today, she just didn't want to eat it, she exploded emotionally, and suddenly began to sarcastically: "Uncle Zhang, can you lock me up for the rest of my life?"

She laughed, "I'll go out sooner or later, and when the time comes, you should know what the consequences will be, right?"

Zhang Liuling didn't react to her words. Instead, he wiped his hands with a napkin: "Why don't I send you abroad, you are more suitable for foreign countries than at home, do you think?"

When Jiang Yue heard his words, she only felt like he was crazy.

"Why should I go abroad? I'm Zhang Jiawen's wife, and Uncle Zhang wants to send me away?"

Zhang Liuling leaned back in a chair and looked at her, "Do you think you will have any good fruits to eat in the Zhang family?"

He was quiet from beginning to end, and he didn't get angry at all because of her attitude.

"I've eaten enough of the good fruit, and I don't care what the rest of the fruit will be."

Zhang Liuling picked up the red wine bottle on the table and poured himself a glass of wine: "Really?"

"You don't have the right to keep me here."

Zhang Liuling didn't want to worry about her at all, so he picked up the wine glass on the table and put it to his lips and took a sip.

Jiang Yue watched him taste the glass of wine alone, the irritability in her heart became heavier and heavier, and she suddenly rushed up from her chair: "I'm going to leave now."

"Go? Where are you going?"

He placed the glass on the table and stared at her.

Jiang Yue heard the crisp sound of the bottom of the cup touching the tabletop, Jiang Yue stopped, she didn't know if she was frightened or her body's subconscious reaction.

Zhang Liuling's tone was irresistible: "Sit down for me."

Jiang Yue stood there, didn't look back, she only felt a little pain in her little stomach, and her heart was still a little stuffy, and suddenly a wave of nausea surged up from her heart.

She reacted quickly with her hand and covered her lips with her hand.

At the moment when she made this action, Zhang Liuling raised his eyes and glanced at her: "What."

Jiang Yue didn't care very much, thinking that it was because of staying in that room for a long time, so she didn't reply to him at all, but in the next second, that nausea surged into her heart again.

Zhang Liuling felt that something was wrong with her in an instant, and he stared at her expressionlessly.

Jiang Yue was still holding back the nausea, she had a bad premonition in her heart, and Zhang Liuling, who was sitting there staring at her, fell into a terrible silence.

He walked over to her, lifted her uncomfortable face, and asked in a gentle voice, "What's wrong?" What's uncomfortable?"

Jiang Yue's tears rippled with the disgusting sensation, and she pushed his hand away and stepped back.

Zhang Liuling's gaze never took off her face: "Is there anything uncomfortable?"

He asked tentatively.

Jiang Yue refused to answer him, walked past him, and walked straight upstairs, she walked fast, when she entered the room, Zhang Liuling was still standing there and did not move, and his face became solemn little by little.

During this time, the two had frequent affairs, and sometimes they didn't even have any protective measures.

Zhang Liuling immediately made a phone call to Youning: "Send a doctor over."

You Ning didn't know what the situation was here, but he couldn't ask, so he could only answer immediately, "Okay." After a while, he asked again, "What kind of doctor do you want?"

"Gynecology."

When Youning heard these two words, he didn't reply for a long time.

"Find a doctor from a tertiary hospital."

Youning reacted: "Okay, Mr. Zhang."

After the two finished the phone call, Zhang Liuling sat downstairs and did not go up, always holding the mobile phone in his hand, and for more than an hour, the doctor found by Youning came over.

After the doctor arrived, Zhang Liuling asked the doctor to go upstairs first.

The doctor went upstairs with the medicine box, and when she got upstairs, Jiang Yue was lying on the bed, and when she was sleeping, she stared at the stranger and asked with a sleepy face, "Who are you?"

The doctor was stunned when he saw this scene, because Jiang Yue's nightgown was still loose, Zhang Liuling walked to the door, and said to the person on the bed with a serious face, "Put on your clothes."

His words could have been an angry rebuke.

When Jiang Yue heard his tone, she lazily pulled the bathrobe on her body and covered her shoulders.

Naturally, the doctor hesitated at the door for a long time before entering.

Jiang Yue asked, "Who is he?"

Zhang Liuling didn't reply to her, and the doctor put the box in his hand on the head of her bed, please hand it to me.

Jiang Yue stared at the doctor for a long time, and she asked, "What are you doing?"

"I'll take your pulse."

Only then did Jiang Yue know that this person was a doctor, she pursed her lips and handed her hand to the doctor.

The skin on the back of the exposed hand is like congealed cream.

The doctor was a little afraid to touch it, and only a few fingers fell on her veins.

Jiang Yue waited quietly, Zhang Liuling naturally waited quietly, no, Zhang Liuling's face was not good-looking, his brows were tightly locked, and the wrinkle seemed to be engraved in the center of his eyebrows at this moment.

Jiang Yue suddenly felt interesting, maybe it would be more fun this way.

Zhang Liuling has been controlling the emotions on his face, and after the doctor finished checking the pulse, Zhang Liuling spoke: "How is it?"

The doctor's hand left Jiang Yue's wrist, and after a moment of silence, he spoke, "The pulse is a little abnormal."

The doctor sensed that something was wrong, so he even seemed a little hesitant to answer, unable to do it neatly: "Yes...... It's a happy pulse."

When Jiang Yue heard this, she was suddenly not afraid of anything at all, and even felt as if she had found a way to escape from him.

"Say it again."

"It's a happy pulse, it's pregnant."

"Are you sure you didn't make a mistake?"

The doctor was very experienced, and he said, "If you are not sure, you can go to the hospital for a check-up."