Wen Yi's pupils shrank violently and she looked at him in disbelief, "Do you want to tell me that this is my unilateral and wishful thinking?"
After a while, Mo Shichen answered hoarsely, "No."
Her eyes remained motionless, "Then I am, with a low probability of winning the lottery, an unexpected pregnancy?"
The evening wind outside had begun to blow, and I didn't know what was blowing by. It made a rustling sound, adding to the desolation, and making the relationship between them even quieter.
The man looked down at her, without moving his lips or making a sound.
Wen Yi stared at him and raised her voice in vain, "Mo Shichen, speak!"
He could say yes.
If what he said was categorical, even if she suspected that he had done something, what would happen
There was always no evidence for her to search for this kind of thing.
Moreover, unexpected pregnancy does not fall into the category of impossible events.
"Strictly speaking," the man's face showed no guilt or evasion. He was quiet and gloomy. He just stared at her closely and his voice became deeper. "It can't be considered an accident."
Wen Yi looked at him, and something suddenly and clearly broke in her mind.
Her breathing gradually became heavier and faster. Looking at this face, she seemed to have countless questions in her mind that were about to burst out. But when her lips moved and she really wanted to speak, she couldn't say anything and didn't want to say anything.
She raised her hand, stroked her face, then turned around and walked out without saying a word.
After she turned around and took a step forward, Mo Shichen already reached out and grabbed her wrist, "Yi'er."
Wen Yi didn't look back, and threw her back with all her strength in the next second, but failed. Her wrist was still firmly held by the man's strong hand. The man's voice sounded behind her, "Don't do this, let's talk." .”
"talk?"
Wen Yi turned back and looked at him with a sneer, "The child is already pregnant, and I have already had two miscarriages before, so I will never take him away from this one under any circumstances. That's what you think, so You are confident, right?"
"Yier..."
"And I'm pregnant now. This woman has already given birth to my child. No matter how angry or fussy she is, once she's done losing her temper, she still has to continue living with me obediently. Marry me, you know? That’s the plan, right?”
"Mo Shichen, you love me? How dare you say it."
When the man heard these words, his emotions finally rose and he raised his voice with a hint of anger, "Wen Yi!" However, the next second he saw the anger and ridicule burning in her eyes, he quickly suppressed it. My own temper, "You can get angry if you want to, but if I don't love you, why would I have a child with you..."
She interrupted him more sharply, "You fucking think that you are the emperor and it is a great honor for me to be pregnant with your child. You can become the queen mother in the future just because your child is more valuable, right?"
Wen Yi usually speaks at a low volume, and her voice is usually clear and gentle. She rarely speaks in a high-pitched voice.
She was quite a bit shorter than him, even more so when she only wore flat shoes in the bedroom, so she would tilt her face upward during conversations.
Her eyes were red, staring into his eyes.
Mo Shichen's Adam's apple rolled, and the force on his fingers became heavier. He guessed that she would be angry, but he didn't expect that she would be so angry. He let go of her hand and pressed her shoulder instead. Go up and say in a soothing voice in a low voice, "Yi'er, calm down first."
She had lowered her eyelids and said coldly, "I don't want to see you now. Take your hands away and I'll go to the study to calm down."
Of course Mo Shichen didn't take back his hand, "If you are angry, you can lose your temper at me."
"I don't want to lose my temper, I just don't want to see you, okay?"
The man pursed his thin lips and said, "I'll go out and you stay in the bedroom, or take a nice bath. I'll come back later..."
Wen Yi raised her hand and pushed away his hand on her shoulder. With an indifferent face, she turned around and left.
Mo Shichen took two steps to catch up with her, but finally stopped.
Wen Yi left the bedroom, went directly into the study, and closed the door behind her back.
The "bang" was so loud that even the entire floor could hear it, not to mention Mo Shichen.
Wen Yi didn't turn on the light, she just leaned her back against the door panel, and finally slid down slowly, and finally sat on the carpet inconspicuously, resting her chin on her knees and burying her face in her palms.
Pregnant.
Ah.
Men never understand what kind of pain it feels for a woman to lose her child and how long it will last.
Besides, he had forgotten.
She didn't even understand what a child was in his heart
… …
Mo Shichen did not follow Wen Yi out immediately, but after she closed the door, he had already come out of the bedroom and walked outside her study door.
He had no intention of knocking on the door or going in. She said she wanted to be alone, so he would give her some time.
Although he didn't know why he came here.
After standing for a while, he accidentally glanced down and found that there was no light leaking from under the door. He then realized that there was no light on inside. He immediately frowned and raised his hand to knock on the door.
But even after knocking several times, there was no movement inside.
He frowned even more tightly and grabbed the doorknob to open it, but it was already locked from the inside.
She is inside.
"Yier," he knocked a few more times and called out several times in a deep voice, "Open the door, Yi'er, open the door, Yi'er..."
Wen Yi held her face, she didn't know what he was calling.
Is it possible that she is still worried that she will do something stupid if she can't think of it
impossible.
Who is she and how old is she? How could she harm herself so easily for something
She just wanted to be quiet for a while.
But the noise outside the door continued, so she could only interrupt him and said coldly, "I said I don't want to see you want to be alone. Do you not understand people or do you not want me to stay at your house?"
It was silent as soon as the door opened.
Ten seconds later, a man's low and gentle voice sounded outside the door, "What are you doing? Why don't you turn on the light?"
She didn't want to talk to him, so she ignored him.
After waiting for a long time for her response, Mo Shichen spoke out again, "Yier, please say something."
It was still a quiet and dark space inside.
Mo Shichen felt a slight panic in his heart. He was not worried at first, because as Wen Yi said himself, he was sure that if she was really pregnant with the child, he would not abort it again, and he would not abort it. She would not give up her relationship with him just because of such an incident, leaving the child in her belly without a father.
With her rational character, the possibility of doing this impulsively in anger is not high.
To a certain extent, he was indeed confident.