Zhuo Yarong stayed by Tang Xinluo's bedside all night yesterday. She didn't leave, nor did she sleep.
Just now, she couldn't hold on any longer, so she leaned on the sofa and fell asleep for a while.
As a result, Xinluo was awakened by a nightmare just after falling asleep.
Zhuo Yarong took Tang Xinluo, who was sweating all over and had tears in the corners of his eyes, in her arms with pity.
Patting her back gently, "Xinluo, don't be afraid, mom is here."
…
Tang Xinluo's thoughts were still immersed in the terrifying yet realistic dream just now.
After hearing Zhuo Yarong's words, he seemed to slowly regain some consciousness.
But when she looked up and saw the person in front of her, she couldn't help but shrink back.
In the dream, the contempt in Zhuo Yarong's eyes was almost integrated with the current scene.
"Xinluo... What happened to you? Did you have a nightmare?"
Zhuo Yarong noticed Tang Xinluo's abnormality and her face was full of concern.
The concern on her face did not seem fake. Tang Xinluo wrapped herself in the quilt, her big black eyes looking at Zhuo Yarong warily.
The tears in his eyes were about to fall, and his pitiful appearance made Zhuo Yarong's nose ache.
What a pitiful child.
Looking at Tang Xinluo like this, Zhuo Yarong couldn't help but think of the time when she was pregnant with Lu Yuchen.
"Don't be afraid, Xinluo... Don't worry, Mom is here. Did Yuchen bully you? It's okay, tell Mom and I'll take care of it for you."
Zhuo Yarong's voice was as gentle as water. Her aloof and otherworldly air faded away, replaced by the warmth and thoughtfulness of a mother and an elder.
Tang Xinluo looked at Zhuo Yarong, who was completely different from the one in her dream, and couldn't help but shed more tears.
She suddenly felt that Zhuo Yarong in front of her was like her deceased mother, exuding an inexplicable sense of security.
"mom… "
Tang Xinluo couldn't bear it any longer, and threw himself into Zhuo Yarong's arms, pouring out all the grievances in his heart.
*
A moment later.
"Just because of this?" Zhuo Yarong was very angry at the moment.
What kind of bastard is that guy named Yue Ze? His daughter-in-law was so kind as to cure his mental illness, and now that his illness is cured, doesn’t he know how to avoid suspicion
"Xinluo, have you told him that you are married?" Although she was angry, Zhuo Yarong was not an unreasonable person.
She calmed down and wanted to get things clear.
Tang Xinluo nodded, then shook her head, "I did, but... he seemed to have misunderstood, and said he knew I was divorced. Later, Yuchen went to the set and told him about our relationship in front of him."
Tang Xinluo twisted her fingers as she spoke.
Zhuo Yarong could easily see her uneasiness from her little movements.
She couldn't help but sigh in her heart.
This child is really wronged.
His son married her, but never introduced her to outsiders as Mrs. Lu.
It is only natural that others would misunderstand her identity.
Maybe, even if Tang Xinluo admitted in person that her husband was Lu Yuchen, no one would believe it.
"Good boy, don't be afraid. Now that I know about this, I won't let Yuchen misunderstand me. Don't let your mind wander now. Take care of your body first and give me a big fat grandson. Come... lie down and sleep a little longer. When it's daybreak, I'll take you to the prenatal checkup."
Today is the day when Tang Xinluo’s baby is three months old.
Originally, Lu Yuchen was going to take her to the hospital for a prenatal checkup today.
But now, Zhuo Yarong thought, she had to go with her daughter-in-law. (To be continued)