"Ok?"
The man's gaze fell on the handkerchief, with some doubts in his eyes, as if he didn't remember this thing.
"You don't recognize this thing?"
Chen Yinyin asked him back.
"I remember, I gave it to Bai Ze when his parents died."
Feng Zhuoyun said lightly.
Chen Yinyin narrowed his eyes suspiciously and looked at his reaction.
It stands to reason that she had told Feng Zhuo before that Gu Baize was a precious handkerchief and it was given to him by someone important to him.
Now that the man sees this handkerchief, he also remembers that he gave it to Gu Baize. Is this reaction a little too calm
"Have you not… "
Chen Yinyin was taken aback by her own thoughts, blurted out subconsciously, and stopped in time.
"What do you want to say, eh?"
The man's eyebrows are slightly raised, and although there is a faint smile on his lips, there is a clear breath of danger between his eyebrows.
"No... nothing."
Chen Yinyin denied that if he didn't think about it, wouldn't it be better to go there? How could she almost tell it!
She wouldn't be so magnanimous to show her love to the enemy...
"Why do I think you haven't finished talking?"
"Oh, no. You think too much."
Chen Yinyin put the pajama in his pocket and said, "Hurry up and go home, I'm so tired."
She said that she just wanted to change the subject, but she didn't expect that as soon as the voice fell, she lifted her feet off the ground and was hugged by the man.
She exclaimed, realizing that it was wrong, and whispered: "Let me down and be seen in a while."
"so what?"
The man didn't care, his eyebrows were raised slightly, and he said with a straightforward expression: "You are my wife, and the Civil Affairs Bureau has stamped and certified it. It's legal. What are you afraid of others saying?"
Chen Yinyin: "..."
Would you be embarrassed to be seen
Of course, she would not admit that it was because she would be shy.
"I'm afraid you will fall me. It's nothing if I fall, what should I do if I hurt the child?"
"Mrs. Feng..."
The man curled his lips and looked at the person in his arms, feeling helpless and indulgent.
"Do you have any misunderstandings about your husband and my physical fitness, eh?"
Body... can...
This word made Chen Yinyin immediately think of something "unsuitable for children".
She pursed her lips in silence, and slandered to herself: This guy always says something ambiguous, and sure enough, the seriousness is an illusion.
"It's okay, we have a lot of time to verify when we finish giving birth."
"Who wants to verify with you..."
Chen Yinyin rolled her eyes in shame.
Next, Feng Zhuo hugged her all the way to the parking place and settled her in the car.
She raised her eyes to look at him, and found that he didn't look at all strenuous at all, as if the she was just a fluttering feather he was holding.
Well, she probably underestimated his er... physical fitness.
…
Back in the apartment in Paris, Chen Yinyin lay comfortably on the chaise lounge, bathed in sunshine, it was not too comfortable.
At this stage, she can't wait to lie down all the time, holding her fingers to count the days, how many days will it take to "get off".
Cheng Feng reports to him on domestic affairs at any time. Fortunately, it has been calm for a while, and there are no major new moves.
Feng Zhuo now looks like a "wife slave". From morning till night, he can't wait to be with him at all times. Even when listening to Cheng Feng's remote work report, Chen Yinyin must be within his sight. Within range.
"You don't need to be so nervous..."
While Chen Yinyin felt heartwarming, she felt sorry for him at the same time.
Because of the time difference, sometimes he has urgent documents to deal with, and Cheng Feng will contact him in the early hours of Paris.
We must take care of the company as well as her.
"Or, after my parents come over, you should go back to China first, right?"
Just after speaking, the man's sharp gaze was projected towards her.
"Are you trying to drive me?"
"I did not mean that."
Chen Yinyin explained: "I just don't want to see you so tired, I need you to sit down."
"Those are not as important as you and your children. You just need to know this, and you don't need to worry about the others."
"But..."
"No but."
Feng Zhuo interrupted her in a deep voice: "I don't want to miss every day with you and the babies."
Although this man is domineering and narcissistic, he always loves her.
But his love, she can also feel it.
I thought it was just a night of absurdity, plus a one-year contract, but I never thought that it would fulfill the fetters of his life with her.
It's rare for her to take the initiative to lean into his arms and say softly: "Thanks for your hard work, husband..."
He chuckled and rubbed her hair.
"Serving my wife."
…
The pain came too suddenly, like a tornado.
Chen Yinyin was washing in the bathroom when her stomach hurts.
The sudden pain made her panic.
It didn't hurt early or late, but Feng Zhuo started to hurt as soon as he left the room.
"Well… "
Chen Yinyin clutched her stomach, the pain this time was completely different from the feeling when the fetus moved before, as if something was about to come out.
Although she has never given birth to a child, she still understands the basics. In this situation, it seems like she is about to give birth.
But now it’s only nine months, it’s not the due date...
She was sweating profusely from the pain, and she didn't have the energy to shout, so she moved to the bedside to get her mobile phone.
"I missed me as soon as I left?"
The man answered the phone and couldn't help but jokingly said: "I'm in the study room, come here if you miss me."
"Feng Zhuo, I... have a stomachache..."
The phone was hung up instantly, followed by a rush of footsteps getting closer and closer.
The man opened the door with worry and panic on his face. He was always calm. When he heard her say that his stomach hurts, he even forgot to wear his shoes, fearing that something would happen to her.
It's just from the study to the bedroom, just a dozen seconds, like a long, long time.
When he saw the woman whose face was pale in pain, he immediately beat her up and asked the driver to drive out of the car to the hospital.
"it hurts… "
Chen Yinyin was so painful that her facial features were almost squeezed together, her forehead was full of sweat, her sweaty hair stuck to her skin, and her whole body seemed to be fished out of water.
"Don't be afraid... it's okay, it's okay..."
He held her in his arms cautiously, for fear of holding her too tightly for her to breathe or hurting her.
Seeing her painful appearance, his heart was squeezed, wishing he could bear all this for her.
But except for the useless comfort, he can do nothing.
"It hurts... Feng Zhuo! I don't want to have a baby anymore, it hurts... I can't stand it!"
She was so painful that her tears came out, and she felt like she was about to split.
She knew that having a baby would be painful, but it was just a vague concept, and now it felt so painful that she doubted life!
"Okay, don't give birth, never give birth again."
Feng Zhuo squeezed her hand tightly, and all the composure disappeared at this moment.
"Drive faster." He urged in a deep voice.
"Sir, it's already the fastest, and it will be very unsafe any time soon."
Feng Zhuo is not an unreasonable person, but cares can lead to chaos, especially when facing his wife's about to give birth.
He kept talking to Chen Yinyin, kissing her on the forehead from time to time, hoping to give her a little comfort, so he went all the way to the hospital.