She fell asleep with her back turned. An Yi couldn't remember exactly when the man behind her left. She only remembered that the sound of the door slamming was deafening, and then, only the silence of the room was left.
She sighed, suddenly thinking of Yangyang and their beautiful life before, and felt nostalgic.
She checked the time, but it was around seven o'clock in the evening. She sat up and made a call to the Ou Mansion.
Housekeeper Chen answered the phone. When she heard it was her, she hurriedly called Yangyang. The child's voice was very clear. As soon as she picked up the phone, she started chattering to An Yi about interesting things that happened in school.
"Mommy, I have drawn a lot of paintings. When will you pick me up?" Yangyang's voice was full of expectation.
An Yi was speechless for a moment. When will she pick him up? She doesn't know this question yet. Should she wait for the child to be born? How long will it take?
"Mommy, why don't you speak?" Yangyang's voice was filled with doubts.
An Yi suddenly came back to her senses, and then forced a smile: "Oh, it's okay, Mommy is very busy during this period. You have to listen to Grandpa Chen when you are filming the Ou Mansion, do you understand?"
"Then, when will you pick me up?" The child still pursued this question and insisted on giving her a time.
An Yi was very embarrassed and didn't know what to say.
After hesitating for a long time, he could only say: "Mommy, let's check again. I'll pick you up from school in a few days, okay?"
After hearing this, Yangyang immediately jumped for joy: "Okay, okay! I miss you."
Her eyes were a little wet. In fact, she also missed her son. After not seeing him for a day, every time she dreamed, he looked cute. She held back her sobs and said with a smile: "Well, let's just say it like this.
Now hang up the phone and go take a shower and go to bed."
"Okay, bye mommy."
There was a busy signal over there, but An Yi didn't put down her phone for a long time. She seemed to think that she could hear her son's voice on the other end of the phone. At this moment, she suddenly missed the time five years ago. At that time, she
She had no scruples, so she just ran away, but now, she couldn't do it anymore. She had too many worries, including Yangyang, Ou Ze, and the Ou Group.
The palm of her hand slowly touched her lower abdomen. Here, there was another little life. But she couldn't feel a trace of joy, and some, just fear.
Tears flowed down, sliding down the corners of my lips into my mouth, and I tasted the astringent taste.
My child, it’s not that Mommy doesn’t like you, I’m sorry, I’m sorry...
This time, she couldn't resist. After giving birth to this child, Lai Qijun would definitely take her away. She wiped her tears fiercely, but no one could take Yangyang away from her! Absolutely not!
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The food on the table had been heated several times, and Bertha finally heard the sound of a car stopping in the yard outside. She hurriedly got up and went out, and saw Lai Qijun coming out of the car. The sky was completely dark, and they were a little far away.
I couldn't see his expression clearly. I hesitated whether to step forward, but saw that he was already striding over.
Bertha didn't know why it took him so long to send Tang Yaxuan back. Was he having dinner with Tang Yaxuan? She felt a little jealous in her heart.
Lai Qijun walked past her, his whole face looking gloomy and terrifying.
Xuanxuan was playing with toys at the top of the stairs. When he saw him coming back, he rushed down with a smile, took his hand and said, "Daddy, can you play with me?"
He didn't smile. He suddenly stopped and looked at the child below, and said, "From now on, you are not allowed to say that you want Aunt Yaxuan to be your mommy. Do you hear me?"
His words were slightly angry, and he had never spoken to Xuan Xuan in such a tone. Xuan Xuan was frightened by him, and the hand holding the toy was hanging empty, tears welling up, "Papa"
He fell to the ground and said in a thin voice: "Daddy, I like Aunt Yaxuan..."
"No, didn't you hear what daddy said?"
"Wow -" Xuanxuan cried loudly and dropped the toys in his hands, "Why not? Everyone has a mommy, why can't I have a mommy?"
Lai Qijun's heart ached, and he leaned over to pick up his son: "She is not suitable to be your mother."
The child was still young and couldn't understand what he said. All he knew was that he didn't want Aunt Yaxuan to be his mommy. He pushed him angrily, punched and kicked him and cried, "I don't want it! I want Aunt Yaxuan!"
"Xuanxuan!"
"Ugh, Daddy doesn't love me either! I'm the only one when I come back from school every day. Daddy never stays with me. Why can't I ask Aunt Yaxuan to be my mommy? Why not!" He cried loudly.
, all the servants stopped what they were doing and stared blankly.
Bertha glanced at them, and the people outside went about their business.
Lai Qijun took Xuanxuan back to the room, put him on the bed, frowned and said, "Be obedient, daddy will be angry if you don't obey me!"
Seeing his face darken, Bertha hurriedly stepped forward and whispered: "Young master, please stop talking back, be good." This was also the first time she saw Lai Qijun treat Xuanxuan like this. Normally, no matter how naughty he was, he would never be like this.
.
It seems that he really doesn't like Tang Yaxuan. Bertha doesn't know whether to be happy or worried. If he doesn't like Tang Yaxuan, does it mean that the only person in his heart is An Yi?
Just as she was thinking about it, she felt that the person behind her had already turned around and left. She comforted Xuanxuan for a while and followed him out.
"Master..."
Lai Qijun stopped, turned around and looked at her, and said coldly: "Don't tell me, you don't know about Tang Yaxuan's approach to Xuanxuan!"
Bertha was startled and quickly lowered her head: "Yes... the young master likes Miss Tang. Besides, the young master also agreed to it." She naturally knew about Tang Yaxuan's affairs, but she couldn't say those things.
He had indeed agreed before. How could he have thought that that woman had the ability to convince Xuan Xuan so much? The anger in his chest had never dissipated since he came from An Yi.
Bertha saw that he was unconsciously touching his stomach, so she stepped forward and supported him: "Stomach hurts again?"
Before dinner, I went to An Yi's place to get angry, and when I came back I was angry again. His stomach had already been uncomfortable.
"I'll get the medicine."
Bertha took the medicine and food. When she went upstairs, she saw Lai Qijun had gone back to his room and was sitting on the sofa smoking. She was surprised and said, "Master, what are you doing?"
He didn't look at her, didn't take medicine, didn't eat anything, and just said coldly: "Get out!"
"Master..."
"Go out, can't you understand me?" He was very angry. He didn't want to see anyone now, and he didn't want to say anything.
Seeing him like this, Bertha didn't dare to say anything, so she could only put down the things in her hands and go out. When she reached the door, she suddenly turned around and gritted her teeth and said: "No matter what happens, please don't torture yourself, Master. You don't
I feel bad, some people will feel bad."
The door was gently closed, and only the bedside lamp was lit inside, making the light a bit dim.
Recalling what Bertha said just now, Lai Qijun smiled unconsciously. He thought An Yi would feel sorry for him, but how could that be possible? He always felt that that woman was sometimes so close to him, and sometimes so far away from him. No matter what,
No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't close the distance between them.
The hand against his stomach became harder and harder, but the spasmodic pain did not subside at all. He gritted his teeth and did not hum. The ash in his hand shook and fell down, scattering it on the edge of the sofa.
Open light colors.
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Early the next morning, a nanny went to the place where An Yi lived. The nanny said that everyone called her Aunt Wang. She was in her forties and looked very honest and honest. An Yi originally didn't like Lai Qijun's gift to her.
It was arranged, but when I saw Aunt Wang, I changed my mind.
She was really lonely by herself and needed someone to talk to.
Aunt Wang made breakfast for her, brought it into her room personally, and watched her eat it. She sat aside and said with a smile: "Mrs. Lai is so happy. Your husband told me several times that I must take good care of you."
." Her hometown is deep in the mountains and old forests. She just came out to look for a job. She doesn't know the relationship between An Yi and Lai Qijun yet.
An Yi's hand holding the spoon froze, and he raised his eyes to look at her.
"What's wrong? Is it not to your taste?" Aunt Wang looked a little panicked. This was the first job she had found after coming out. The boss seemed very rich. If she messed up, her son's tuition would be in vain!
Seeing her panic, An Yi finally couldn't bear it, shook her head and said, "No, it's delicious." Aunt Wang's cooking skills were very good, and the porridge was very soft and thick, with a taste like her mother's. Oh, she had already stopped eating it.
I remember what the porridge made by my adoptive mother tasted like, but she liked Aunt Wang’s cooking very much.
Hearing what she said, Aunt Wang was relieved. She smiled and said, "You city people are so delicate. When I was pregnant with the child, I had to work in the fields!"
An Yi pursed her lips and smiled, and then said, "Mr. Lai said, don't save money, I must let you eat well."
An Yi ate less than half of the bowl and felt a little nauseous, so she didn't want to eat. Aunt Wang took the bowl out, and An Yi couldn't help but said, "Aunt Wang, you'd better call me An Yi, don't call me Mrs. Lai."
Aunt Wang gave her a strange look and said, "Why? Mr. Lai asked me to call you Mrs. Lai."
One sentence made An Yi stunned.
It was Lai Qijun who said...
He clearly knew she wasn't, so why did he say that?
Aunt Wang seemed to have remembered something, and said with a smile: "Women tend to be more temperamental when they are pregnant, and the couple sometimes have quarrels. But Mrs. Lai, please don't take it to heart. Your husband loves you very much."
She smiled and went out. An Yi was a little helpless. She thought they had a quarrel and she didn't want her to call her "Mrs. Lai".
Lying quietly on the bed without closing her eyes, the phone was very quiet. Since Lai Qijun left in anger yesterday, there has been no call from him. She didn't know what he was thinking and didn't want to ask.