Just as Michelle was about to go over, Xiang Zichen immediately pushed the housekeeper aside and stood in front of Huang Qiao: "Mom, she is sick. She has severe depression. Please understand."
"Oh? Depression, isn't that a kind of mental illness?" the old witch said proudly, with a smile on her face.
Looking at the sarcastic smile on his mother's face, Xiang Zichen felt a little heartbroken. Perhaps his mother was the only one in the world who was so indifferent to her daughter-in-law, and even gloated when she heard that she was sick.
"Mom, it's not a mental illness, it's just that she's been in a bad mood recently and needs to adjust." Xiang Zichen was extremely secretive. At the moment, the last thing he could do was let his mother know that Huang Qiao was pregnant, otherwise things would be even bigger.
Unexpectedly, the old witch said cunningly: "Don't fool me. What kind of mental illness is this? This is a kind of mental illness. If you have mental illness, you have to be sent to a mental hospital. It is more serious at home." The old witch seemed to have found a point of venting, and grabbed
Don't let this issue go.
"No, the mental hospital is too chaotic, with so many patients, we can't guarantee his safety." Xiang Zichen immediately denied it.
"Zi Chen, when did you stop listening to me, huh?" The old witch looked at her son, her eyes full of indescribable sharpness.
This kind of look frightened Xiang Zichen. When he was a child, his mother had always taught him that his heart was full of hatred. He treated women like changing clothes. Now that he sees his mother like this, he really doesn't dare to disobey. He can only listen to his mother and wait until she is mentally ill.
After he was admitted to the hospital, he was secretly brought back.
"Michelle, why are you still standing there? The young lady is sick. Pick her up and send her directly to the mental hospital." Mother Xiang shouted loudly.
"Yes." Michelle agreed, immediately bypassing Xiang Zichen and reaching out to pull Huang Qiao up from the bed.
At this time, Huang Qiao came back to her senses: "What are you doing? Don't touch me. I won't leave. I'll stay here and won't go anywhere."
"Humph, it's not up to you." Michelle spoke fluent Chinese and lifted Huang Qiao up like a chicken.
"I won't go to the mental hospital, I won't go, I'm pregnant...?" Huang Qiao was about to say, but Xiang Zichen covered her mouth: "Be good, Qiaoqiao, go to the mental hospital for treatment for a while, okay.
Just come back."
"No, I won't go, I won't go." Huang Qiao knew that a mental hospital was not a place for people to live at all. Wherever she went as a pregnant woman, she would definitely not be able to save her child, so she cried desperately, but Xiang Zichen covered her head and
Her mouth, no matter how much she screamed, no one cared about her at all.
When Michelle was carrying her out, she suddenly broke away with force and slammed into a white wall.
Xiang Zichen immediately shouted: "Qiaoqiao, no."
But it was too late, and with a pop, she hit the wall hard, and then slumped to the corner like a flattened balloon, and blood began to ooze from her forehead...
"Qiao Qiao." Xiang Zichen yelled, and immediately ran to the hospital again with Huang Qiao in his arms...
Seeing that Huang Qiao had made such a great sacrifice, Xiang's mother did not bother her anymore and returned to Qingya Courtyard.
"Mr. Xiang, Madam, she is fine. She just has a scratch on her forehead. She will be fine after a few days of rest." The doctor carefully told Xiang Zichen about Huang Qiao's condition.
Xiang Zichen walked in and as soon as he sat down, Huang Qiao immediately took Xiang Zichen's hand: "I don't want to go to a mental hospital."
"Don't worry, it's okay, it won't happen again." Xiang Zichen said distressedly.
Huang Qiao reached out and touched her belly and said to herself: "Baby, mommy must protect you, absolutely."
Seeing this, Xiang Zichen suddenly felt very sad. If she hadn't done such a thing, she might have been sent to a mental hospital. Looking at the bruise on her head, Xiang Zichen frowned and gently raised his hand.
Attached to her forehead.
The sudden slight pain made Huang Qiao wince. She looked at Xiang Zichen timidly: "Don't send me to a mental hospital. I eat, I drink, and I listen to you."
Xiang Zichen stood up and sighed, picked up Huang Qiao and whispered in her ear: "Honey, let's go home."
In this way, Huang Qiao was carried back to Feng Shanghua Mansion by Xiang Zichen. In order to prevent her mother from looking for trouble, he moved to a different floor. Secondly, he also added multiple layers of passwords at the door, as well as security at the door.
Always replace them with someone you personally select.
What's even more exaggerated is that the neighbors are all the bodyguards he arranged to protect Huang Qiao. This time, he is determined not to let his mother hurt Huang Qiao. She is really pitiful. She is obviously extremely mentally unstable now.
Carrying a child…
The table was filled with dinner. Although Xiang Zichen didn't cook it himself, he ordered it with his own hands. He helped Huang Qiao sit at the table: "Qiao Qiao, look, these are your favorite dishes."
, you eat more."
Huang Qiao glanced at him timidly, then slowly picked up the chopsticks, picked up a piece of green vegetables, put it in her mouth, then lowered her head and ate slowly.
"Qiao Qiao, you need to get better soon. The doctor said that a pregnant woman's bad mood will directly affect the baby's health." Xiang Zichen looked at Huang Qiao distressedly and said.
"Oh, okay, I will." Huang Qiao's voice was calm.
After eating, Xiang Zichen put hot water on for her: "Qiaoqiao, you can go take a shower, but you must remember to wear non-slip slippers, got it?"
Huang Qiao nodded obediently, as if she were a puppet...
The hot water in the bathroom flows gurglingly, hitting Huang Qiao's smooth skin, followed by a warm and comfortable feeling...
During this period, because she was stimulated by Du Yaoyang's incident, she closed herself off. The doctor said that she was suffering from depression. In fact, she knew that she was not sick, but she suppressed herself too much.
I put all the responsibility on myself and collapsed...
If her mother-in-law hadn't sent her to a mental hospital, I'm afraid she wouldn't be willing to wake up.
She knew the mental hospital best. She thought that her former classmate was sent to a mental hospital because of mania, but within half a month, he jumped off the building.
It is not a place to treat diseases at all. It will only make people more and more serious, and even lead to suicide...
It wouldn't matter if she was alone, but she still has a baby in her belly...
Xiang Zichen said that he wanted her to be happy because a pregnant woman's poor mood would affect the baby's mood.
She faced the large mirror in the bathroom and began to slowly practice smiling. She had not smiled for a long time and seemed to have forgotten how to smile.
Over and over again, until she could barely smile, but Huang Qiao suddenly discovered that her smile was so bitter and desolate.
When she walked out of the bathroom, she saw Xiang Zichen peeling an apple with a fruit knife...
Seeing her walking over, Xiang Zichen chuckled: "Here, eat some fruit."
"Xiang Zichen, what should we talk about?" Huang Qiao's voice was very loud, as if she was back to the stubborn person she used to be.
Xiang Zichen was surprised at first, then smiled: "Qiaoqiao, are you okay?"
"Since we are all doing it for the children, let's make peace. At least before the child is born, let's not intensify the conflict." Huang Qiao did not answer Xiang Zichen's question, but expressed her inner views.
"Okay, I also promise you that I will not stir up trouble in the world. As for my mother, I am thinking of a way. As long as you don't leave my side and give birth to the baby quietly, I will be happy to make peace with you." Xiang
Zi Chen suddenly discovered that Huang Qiao had really calmed down and was willing to live in peace with her for the sake of her children. This was a good sign.
Huang Qiao nodded: "Well, don't forget what you said."
"Don't worry, it's a deal." Xiang Zichen handed the apple to Huang Qiao and walked into the bathroom.
Coming out of the bathroom and walking directly into the bedroom, Huang Qiao was already curled up there, like a child, with tears hanging from her eyelashes.
The apple was thrown into the trash can and she didn't eat it at all...
Xiang Zichen knew that he might have hurt her too deeply, so it was not a matter of a moment to ease the pain.
He turned over on the bed and put his hand on Huang Qiao's waist. Huang Qiao immediately trembled, and then said calmly: "The doctor said that the first three months of pregnancy are not suitable for married life."
"You misunderstood, I just want to hug you." Xiang Zichen found it ridiculous that she actually thought he was going to do something with her.
Then Huang Qiao stopped talking. The next day, Xiang Zichen made breakfast early. When Huang Qiao got up, everything was ready. Unexpectedly, Huang Qiao glanced at the milk on the breakfast table and said, "Let's go out to eat."
, I have a shadow on the breakfast you made."
Xiang Zichen smiled bitterly: "Okay."
After breakfast, Xiang Zichen accompanied her to a maternity and baby store for the first time to choose some daily necessities for the child. Although it was still very early before the child was born, this was Huang Qiao's greatest pleasure so far.
When the waiter at the maternity and baby store saw the handsome man and woman walking in, his eyes immediately lit up: "Welcome, if you need anything, let me introduce you two."
Xiang Zichen nodded gentlemanly: "Let's take a look first."
Huang Qiao then picked out a lot of children's clothes, including teething sticks, talcum powder and the like...
When paying the bill, the waiter said enviously: "Your wife is very beautiful and young. She looks like a student."
Xiang Zichen smiled slightly and said nothing, but Huang Qiao had mixed feelings in her heart. In fact, she was not very old.
She just got married early. If she hadn't met Xiang Zichen and these things hadn't happened, she might still be working diligently in the company designing instead of being a housewife.
As soon as he walked out of the maternity and baby store, Xiang Zichen met an acquaintance, who turned out to be Zhai Yuting...
"Hey, Yuting, what a coincidence?" Xiang Zichen said, hugging Huang Qiao.
"Zi Chen, why are you here? I just finished drinking tea with a client." It turned out that the teahouse and the maternity and baby store were right next to each other, and Zhai Yuting looked very surprised.
"Well, I'm here to buy something with Qiaoqiao." Xiang Zichen said politely.
Zhai Yuting looked at the maternity and baby store behind them, and then asked tentatively: "Is your wife pregnant?"
"Well, yes, but don't let the news leak out. I don't want to be harassed by the paparazzi." Xiang Zichen made it very clear in a simple sentence. He just didn't want Zhai Yuting to talk about it.
go out.
Zhai Yuting suddenly felt sad, then she forced a smile and said, "Congratulations."
Huang Qiao responded numbly: "Thank you."
Watching Xiang Zichen and Huang Qiao leave intimately, Zhai Yuting felt very uncomfortable. Her father had told her before that the old lady of the Xiang family wanted her son to divorce Huang Qiao immediately and marry Zhai Yuting, as long as Yuting waited patiently for a while.
, but now, if a woman has a child, will Zi Chen get divorced?
Zhai Yuting clenched her fists, planning in her mind what she should do?