Mother Wen sat across from her and was the first to notice that she was touching her breasts and had some discomfort in her expression. She immediately asked with concern, "Yi'er, what's wrong with you?"
"It's okay..." Wen Yi took two deep breaths, forced down the feeling, and waved her left hand, "Let's eat, Mom, it's enough to have a grandson for you. I really have another grandson, and you are my grandson." How can my grandson be in pain..."
Mother Wen wanted to persuade her again, but when she saw that her face seemed a little uncomfortable, she stopped talking and said, "Let's eat first, we can't rush this matter."
But Mo Shichen kept staring at her, with a touch of complexity in his dark eyes, and asked in a low voice, "Yi'er, are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"
"No," she turned her head and smiled at him, "for dinner, my mother cooked today. Her skills are no worse than the chefs at home."
"Um."
Wen Yi picked up the spoon and slowly drank the soup the man served her.
Ye Siran is pregnant. Although she has not shown any signs of pregnancy yet, Wen’s mother still put a lot of effort into this meal and took into account everyone’s taste. There is a long table on the left and right, and most of the food suitable for pregnant women is placed on the table. They came to Ye Siran and Wen Hanye.
Wen Yi and Mo Shichen were sitting on the other side.
At first, Wen Yi's mother and Mo Shichen didn't pay much attention to Wen Yi's slight discomfort. They even speculated that she might be doing a trick to stop the topic from continuing. However, she drank almost two-thirds of the bowl of soup in her hand. At that moment, she couldn't hold it back any longer and got up and ran directly to the bathroom.
Mother Wen was surprised, "Yier?"
Mo Shichen's pupils shrank and he stood up without thinking, preparing to follow her.
"Master Mo," the person who spoke leisurely was Wen Hanye.
Mo Shichen's stepped out leg froze, he turned sideways and looked down at him.
Wen Hanye raised his eyelids and said with a half-smile, "I heard that Yi'er is not planning to have children at this stage. You won't turn your back to her again and do anything, right?"
Mo Shichen glanced at him, his gaze seemed gentle, but it was wrapped in a thin layer of coldness. He nodded to Mother Wen, "Yier is not feeling well, let me go and check."
Mother Wen nodded, "Go quickly."
After the man's figure disappeared, Mother Wen looked at Father Wen, who was sitting at the front, and said with surprise and joy, "Old man, do you think Yi'er will be pregnant too?"
Wen Hanye said, "They haven't remarried yet. Mom, are you careless?"
“…”
In the bathroom, Wen Yi couldn't actually vomit anything, but she still retched for a while. When Mo Shichen pushed the door in, the faucet was being waterproofed. The woman's hand was on the side of the wash basin, and the water flowed. She He lowered his head and even his short hair hung down slightly.
Mo Shichen walked up to her and raised his hand to pat her back gently, "Are you uncomfortable? Have you ever felt like this before?"
Wen Yi reached out and turned off the faucet, feeling a little more exhausted than before, "I'm fine, maybe my stomach is upset."
After a moment of silence, the man asked, "Could you be pregnant?"
It's not like she hasn't thought about this problem.
Especially what we were talking about just now was about children, but...
She straightened up and turned to look at him, "You know... I'm pregnant for no reason."
He said in a low voice and calmly, "Why doesn't it make sense for a sexually active woman to get pregnant?"
And they are frequent.
Wen Yi opened her mouth and looked at the handsome and deep face in front of her. She felt that he was unpredictable again, so she said blankly and funny, "But we... are on birth control."
"How else could the idea of an unexpected pregnancy come about?"
Wen Yi licked her lips, "Mo Shichen, you didn't do anything, right?"
Mo Shichen stepped forward and hugged her, holding her soft hair with his hand, "I will take you to the hospital for a checkup tomorrow. If you are not pregnant, I will check your stomach. You seem to have a poor appetite these days. "
She didn't refuse, but she felt a little unspeakable uneasiness and panic.
… …
After Wen Yi came back from her trip to the bathroom, her mood had obviously dropped by several levels. She talked a lot less and was lost in thought from time to time. She also spoke a few times slower to her.
Guessing that there might be something wrong with them, after the meal, when Mo Shichen was leaving with Wen Yi, he mentioned that if she was still not feeling well tomorrow, she would take her to the hospital for a check-up. Wen's mother didn't stay too long and just warned, "If If you really have any news, please call me as soon as possible."
Wen Yi pursed her lips and lowered her eyes without saying a word. The man holding her nodded and smiled politely, "Mom, I can do it."
… …
The black Lambo drives under neat street lights.
Wen Yi sat quietly in the passenger seat. She always tilted her head to look out the window. The scenery at night was also beautiful. This was what she was thinking in her mind, but her words were different, "I will pass by the shopping mall later or... Stop the car at the convenience store.”
Mo Shichen turned his head to look at her, and all he could see was the side of her face, which was too calm, as if a storm was about to come.
Rambo stopped in front of a 24-hour convenience store.
Wen Yi lowered her head and unfastened her seat belt.
Mo Shichen's Adam's apple twitched, "I'll go buy whatever you want. It's cold outside."
She didn't say anything, she opened the door and got out of the car.
The wind was strong at night, her short hair was messy, and the hem of her coat was lifted up. Her steps were steady but not fast, with a decisive and neat look.
Mo Shichen's eyes darkened. He took out a cigarette and a lighter and lit them skillfully. He looked deeply at her figure who had opened the glass door and walked into the store.
Wen Yi came out after only five minutes, holding nothing in his hand.
He probably guessed what she bought.
… …
Half an hour later, the car parked in the manor's parking garage.
Wen Yi got out of the car, entered the house, and returned to the bedroom. She never said a word, but she looked a little tense and indifferent.
Mo Shichen followed her at a distance of half a meter. After returning to the bedroom, she went directly into the bathroom.
The man's thin lips pursed into a straight line, and a dark and silent aura enveloped him.
After more than six or seven minutes, less than ten minutes, the door was opened, and Wen Yi, who had taken off her coat and was only wearing a solid-color sweater, walked out. Her eyes were filled with unconcealed anger, and her face was cold and straight. He walked up to him and slammed the thing in his hand hard on him.
The thing fell to the ground.
Mo Shichen looked at her face, then lowered his head, leaned down and picked it up.
Pregnancy tests.
Two red lines are clearly shown above.
It was his first time coming into contact with this thing, and he didn't even know what the two red lines represented, but the answer was already written on the face of the woman in front of him.
The man's thin lips moved, "Yes?"
"Mo Shichen, we have already agreed that we don't want children now, right?"
"You said you didn't want it."