Jiajia immediately followed up and asked worriedly: "Did you have a bad stomach? The Sichuan restaurant brought you dinner specially! Abnormal-spicy beef! I ate too, I'm fine! Don't you Rely on me!"
An Ziqing glanced at her speechlessly, "It's no good to you! I feel a little greasy."
"What is greasy! You used to drink the soup base!"
An Ziqing felt that something was wrong, his nausea became more and more serious, and his head dizzy. "Jiajia... You can help me a little... I'm a little unstable..."
"It's so serious! I'll take you to the hospital!" Jiajia also felt that An Ziqing's face was a little ugly.
"No! Probably the fat cow was eaten badly!" An Ziqing didn't want Jiajia to know too much.
Especially the things she was thinking about right now were not so glamorous.
Jiajia helped An Ziqing go to bed, "Don't rely on my fat cow! If you have an accident, I have to take responsibility! Hey, why are you throwing up again! You throw up like a real pregnant-pregnant woman!"
As soon as An Ziqing climbed onto the bed, he leaned over and threw up again.
Jiajia's words made her choke.
She looked nervous, "What are you talking nonsense!!"
"Yeah, I'm telling the truth! Hey, you're a junior, and a regular wife is looking for you. It must be a while! Hey, you won't really be pregnant!"
An Ziqing seemed to be confessed, flushed with anxiety, "Jiajia! If you talk nonsense, I'm angry!"
Seeing her, she seemed to be really angry, Jiajia shrugged, "Okay, okay! Just kidding! Are you really okay? Go to the hospital!"
"No! Don't go!" An Ziqing refused decisively.
But at dawn, she hurried to the hospital.
The blood was tested and a B-ultrasound was done.
It clearly reads: Pregnancy in the palace.
The sixth sense of a woman is really good.
What she had been afraid of, after all, happened.
An Ziqing hid in the corner of the hospital, watching people coming and going, she lit a cigarette, put it to her mouth, and took a few puffs.
Since leaving Lingchuan.
She even learned to smoke.
It suddenly occurred to her that she was pregnant, so she looked down at her belly and threw away the cigarette in her hand.
Stepped on the ground.
She looked up at the grayish sky after watching the sparks completely extinguished.
When she returned home, she passed by the GE office building and glanced at the almost towering building. An Ziqing's eyelashes trembled, and she subconsciously stroked her lower abdomen.
"Baby, should you tell your father that you have come into this world?" She murmured, knowing that the little guy in her belly would not answer her, but she was still talking to herself.
She actually knew the answer at all, Ling Chuan would not want this child.
He hates her so much.
How to allow her to give birth to this child.
However, even if I have been worried about getting pregnant, it really happened now.
She also didn't have the idea of destroying the child.
This is Ling Chuan's child.
She wants.
I really want to.
But she didn't dare and couldn't tell Ling Chuan.
She wants to keep the child. (End of this chapter)