When Tang Xinluo woke up the next day, she felt that all the fatigue and discomfort in her body had been relieved.
Standing in front of the sink, he rubbed his eyes a little.
The little woman in the mirror had fair and clear skin, and her watery peach eyes were slightly swollen than usual.
But he looks pretty good.
Moreover, the redness and swelling of her eyes were much better than she expected.
After wrung out the towel and wiped his face, Tang Xinluo curled the corners of his lips in front of the mirror.
She thought that after crying so many tears, her eyes would become red and swollen when she woke up this morning.
But now it seems that it is not as serious as imagined.
This is good too, at least I won’t make mom worry.
Thinking of that gentle and tolerant woman, Tang Xinluo's eyes, which had just been chilled by cold water, almost turned red again.
She took a deep breath and suppressed the urge to cry.
Facing herself in the mirror, she encouraged herself: "Tang Xinluo, cheer up... For the baby, for mom and Grandma Lu, you have to be strong and cheer up!"
After adjusting her mood, Tang Xinluo changed into going-out clothes and went downstairs to the restaurant.
Mom said last night that she would take her for a prenatal check-up today, and she couldn't keep Mom waiting for long.
As a result, as soon as I walked to the door of the restaurant, I unexpectedly ran into a tall figure.
The pupils suddenly shrank.
Lu Yuchen, when did he... come back
Lu Yuchen, who had not returned since he left last night, appeared at the dining table as if nothing had happened.
He sat next to Zhuo Yarong and ate breakfast quietly.
Tang Xinluo paused at the door of the restaurant, suddenly not knowing whether she should go in.
The words he said seemed to still echo in my ears at this moment.
"I, Lu Yuchen, paid for you, so you'd better figure out... who is your financial sponsor."
She was just his cargo.
He is the sponsor... the sponsor who hates her so much.
If she showed up unexpectedly, would it disturb his enjoyment of the meal
"Oh, Xinluo is up..." Tang Xinluo was hesitating when Zhuo Yarong in the restaurant saw her.
"Xinluo, come quickly... come sit next to me. Aunt Zhang, ask the kitchen to bring up the stewed tonic."
Zhuo Yarong was too attentive, and Tang Xinluo couldn't refuse, so he could only sit next to Zhuo Yarong obediently.
"Good morning, Mom." She greeted Zhuo Yarong.
Afterwards, he looked at Lu Yuchen again.
After hesitating for a few seconds, considering that Zhuo Yarong was right next to him, he still greeted Lu Yuchen.
"Yuchen... Good morning..."
When Lu Yuchen heard her greeting, he just nodded slightly and didn't even give her a sidelong glance.
Sure enough, he hated her.
Tang Xinluo lowered his head and said nothing.
Thinking that Zhuo Yarong was still there, and not wanting to make her worry, he forced a smile, as if he didn't care at all.
Forget it, he will come back, but probably not for me.
Mom is here now. Even if Lu Yuchen hates me, he will come back for mom's sake.
Aunt Zhang quickly brought over a bowl of tonic, which was steaming hot and had a strong smell of medicinal food.
Tang Xinluo's appetite has gradually improved since she stopped having morning sickness.
But even so, facing this bowl of tonic that smelled of medicinal food, with Lu Yuchen, who looked gloomy, sitting opposite him, he found it difficult to swallow.
"Xinluo, eat more, it's good for your health."
Zhuo Yarong urged her, and she could only reluctantly scoop two mouthfuls with a spoon.
While drinking the soup, she secretly raised her eyes and looked at Lu Yuchen who was sitting opposite her.
He was only wearing a clean and tidy white shirt. Although it was just an extremely simple white shirt, it made Lu Yuchen's beautiful face look even more profound and handsome.
Although his face was handsome, his entire body seemed to be shrouded in ice.
To be honest, sitting opposite such a cold and alive person really makes people lose their appetite. (To be continued)