Mo Qingying opened her eyes and saw herself lying on the bed. She remembered that she slept on the sofa last night. She quickly got out of bed, even putting on slippers, "Qi Yu!"
"Miss Mo San, where are you going?" The bodyguard arranged by Qi Yu was still standing there at the door.
"Where is Qi Yu? Where did Qi Yu go?" Mo Qingying pulled their clothes and asked anxiously.
"Miss Mo San, Mr. Qi is not here." She answered coldly and mechanically.
Mo Qingying weakly supported the wall and almost fell down, "Miss Mo San, you'd better go in and rest!"
"Did he not come? He really didn't come?" Why did Mo Qingying feel that there was his aura in the room?
"Yes, Miss Mo San, I will help you go in and rest."
Mo Qingying glanced at the sofa and said, "I slept on the sofa last night."
"I carried you to bed to rest."
It turned out that it was not him, she thought it was him who came.
"Miss Mo San."
"I'm fine, get out!" Mo Qingying snuggled into the sofa, hugging the pillow. Was she dreaming?
As soon as Yi Qihao came in, he saw Mo Qingying leaning on the sofa in a daze, "Qingying, why are you leaning here? If you don't lie down properly on the bed, it will hurt your body."
"I'm fine." Mo Qingying said with a smile, her face obviously pale.
"You can eat some of the shredded chicken porridge I cooked myself." Yi Qihao filled a small bowl and brought it to her.
Mo Qingying ate in small bites, but after just a few bites, she covered her mouth.
Yi Qihao patted her back, "It's been so many months, why is it still like this? No wonder, she hasn't gained any weight at all."
"No way! It's getting rounder here!" Mo Qingying pointed to her belly.
Feeling that her belly was getting bigger and bigger day by day, and her baby was growing in her belly day by day, she felt an indescribable sense of happiness.
"Come, let me feel my godson." Yi Qihao's head was close to her belly.
At this time, Mrs. Lan opened the door and came in, and saw two people intimately on the sofa. Of course, the bodyguard at the door also saw it.
"Miss Third, Mr. Yi, you came so early." Mrs. Lan also saw the porridge on the table, "Mr. Yi is so kind to Miss Third."
Someone is accompanying the third lady. Of course she has to go back. She also has to prepare lunch for the third lady.
"Qi Hao, there is something I want to give back to you." Mo Qingying took the ring. Something like this should be returned to its original owner.
Yi Qihao saw the ring and took it with a smile. Since the two of them had made it clear, the ring was indeed not suitable for her hand.
"You have to live a good life with Qi Yu. If he dares to bully you, just tell me and I will never let him go." Yi Qihao said to her, but Mo Qingying's eyes were full of confusion.
Indelible sadness.
Mo Qingying just smiled. She didn't know if there was a future between her and Qi Yu.
"Qingying, how are you and Qi Yu? Why don't you seem happy?" Yi Qihao always felt that Mo Qingying was a little uneasy. Could it be because of Qi Yu?
Qi Yu, who usually stays close by, is not here today.
Mo Qingying shook her head, "No, how could I be unhappy?"
She didn't know where to start talking about her and Qi Yu's affairs.
It's not surprising that he didn't meet Qi Yu for a day, but when Yi Qihao didn't see Qi Yu for half a month, he knew something was wrong. Originally, he booked a flight back to Italy a week ago, but now because of Mo Qingying
cancelled.
Yi Qihao walked with Mo Qingying in the garden, a men's coat draped over her shoulders, "Qingying, you don't want to tell me now, is there any problem between you and Qi Yu?
"
Mo Qingying also knew that Yi Qihao would know about her and Qi Yu's affairs sooner or later, but he never mentioned it and Qi Yu never showed up. She didn't know what to say.
On that day, she got the ring back from Qi Yu, and Qi Yu left angrily. For nearly a month, he didn't show up.
"I haven't seen him in almost a month." Mo Qingying was calm on the surface, but with the greatest pain in her heart.
"Where did he go? Did he really never come to see you?" Yi Qihao asked in confusion, what did Qi Yu do?
Didn't he vow that he loved Qingying and would give her happiness for the rest of his life?
Now that he is nowhere to be seen, nor is he accompanying Qingying, is he planning to let go?
"He doesn't want me anymore?" This is what Mo Qingying thought about for a long time. Qi Yu doesn't love her. What Qi Yu wants is the child in her belly, so others don't come, but the bodyguards at the door are always there.
But she wouldn't give him the child, it was her child.
Yi Qihao held her in his arms and patted her back, "Maybe he has something to do."
If it were before, he would have taken her with him, loved her, loved her, taken her away from here, and protected her by his side.
However, Mo Qingying doesn't love him and can't force her love. Even if he is her friend now, he can still stay by her side. If the relationship between the two becomes awkward, then he won't even be able to stay by her side.
Opportunity.
"If you want to cry, just cry. If you hold it in all the time, I'm afraid it won't be good for your health." Yi Qihao has heard that pregnant women, especially pregnant women, will suffer from prenatal depression if they think too much.
What's more, she is alone now. If something happens, it will make people worried.
The tears that Mo Qingying had held in for so long could no longer stop falling. She leaned into Yi Qihao's arms and cried as much as she could.
Qi Yu stood at the door of the hospital and looked at the two people hugging each other on the garden chair. Looking at it from this angle, Mo Qingying was leaning so closely in Yi Qihao's arms, wearing Yi Qihao's coat. Was he
Shouldn't come?
Every day, he called the bodyguard guarding the door of the ward. Yi Qihao would come every day, bringing flowers and various tonic soups that he had stewed himself.
When he came at night, he saw her sleeping, but could not say a word.
Now seeing two people embracing each other so closely, his heart felt like a hole had been cut out with a knife.
He couldn't bear to see such a scene. In less than a minute, he turned around and left without any nostalgia.
Mo Qingying cried enough at once that the shirt on Yi Qihao's chest was soaked, "Qihao, I'm sorry, I lost my temper again."
Her little hand wiped the area on his chest that was wet with her tears.
Yi Qihao smiled lightly, "As long as you are in a good mood, a shirt is nothing."
"Qi Hao." Mo Qingying had tears on her face.
"Let's go! I'll take you back to your room." Yi Qihao picked her up and sent her back to the ward.
"Qingying, do you need me to find him?" Yi Qihao could see that Mo Qingying was thinking about Qi Yu. Even if Qi Yu didn't want her, she was still thinking about him.
"No! Don't!" Mo Qingying refused. Everything was meaningless now. She didn't want to lose even her last dignity.
She wants the child in her belly, and she doesn't want to be with Qi Yu for the sake of responsibility. So, now, since Qi Yu doesn't want her, why should she restrain him with the child in her belly?