Xiao Xu said to herself: Sister Qingsi, you are now married to the boss. You have status, you are capable, you are so... powerful... you will definitely be fine in the end, but my parents, they... they only have me!
Xiao Xu trembled as he picked up the chicken soup. He picked up the spoon and wanted to scoop a spoonful of chicken soup, but his hands kept shaking and he spilled it before it reached his mouth.
Yan Qingsi felt strange, Xiao Xu... why didn't it just look like he was tired
"Xiao Xu...do you have anything else to do?"
Xiao Xu panicked, and the soup from the spoon spilled on him. He quickly said: "No, no... it's really gone."
Yan Qingsi said: "No matter what, as long as I can help you, I will help you. Don't worry, just tell me if you have anything."
Xiao Xu was shaken in his heart. He lowered his head. He was afraid that Yan Qingsi would see his guilty conscience, "Okay... okay... thank you, sister Qingsi. I will... definitely tell you... this chicken soup is really delicious. Sister, you... will be quick too." Drink."
Mrs. Yue nodded: "Qingsi, drink it quickly and adjust your physique. Colds are most likely to occur in winter. You are a pregnant woman. Pregnant women cannot take medicine. If you catch a cold, you will feel uncomfortable."
Xiao Xu's hand squeezed the spoon tightly, he raised his head and asked: "Pregnant women...can't take any medicine?"
Mrs. Yue nodded: "Of course not. The fetus is very fragile. You can't take medicine randomly. There are too many miscarriages caused by taking medicine by mistake."
"Of course, our family will definitely not have black hair. This is the first child of our Yue family. This is the heart and soul of our family. It must be safe and smooth."
Yan Qingsi picked up the chicken soup and stirred it with a spoon in the bowl. She felt it was a bit hot and did not drink it.
Xiao Xu looked at Yan Qingsi's movements, and his heart almost jumped out of his chest. Will he have a miscarriage... Will he have a miscarriage
That's just a pill... It should be... It shouldn't be, right
But...but...
What if it really does? Then he is killing people...
Yan Qingsi smiled and said: "Tingfeng has to do prenatal education for his children every night, and a lot of it is finance, stocks, economic analysis, etc., I told him last night that since he worked so hard to get his son It is better to cultivate a child prodigy than to give the child a nickname of stocks. He will not agree to it until his death... "
Yan Qingsi talked about her argument with Yue Tingfeng last night about whether to call her child "Stock", with a smile in her eyes and on her face.
Xiao Xu found that Yan Qingsi had changed. Since having the child, she had become softer. Her face was more of a smile, an inclusive smile. She exuded the happiness of an expectant mother. She was looking forward to the arrival of this child. She loved this child and she wanted a complete family.
But what he... wanted to do was to destroy her happiness, deprive her of her children, and shatter all the happiness she had finally gained.
What he did was something... extremely, extremely cruel.
What he is, he is an assistant. Assistants serve celebrities. In the eyes of many celebrities, they are just servants.
But now, he is sitting at Yue's house, drinking the chicken soup cooked by Mrs. Yue, and... he wants to witness, witness... the tragedy he has brought to this warm and happy home.
Yan Qingsi flipped her wrist, picked up a spoonful of chicken soup, and brought it to her mouth.
Xiao Xu's eyes were red. As long as she drank it... her child would be gone
Just when the spoon of chicken soup was less than one centimeter away from Yan Qingsi's lips, Xiao Xu suddenly rushed forward and knocked all the chicken soup and the spoon out of her hand.