I blinked, tears rolled down my eyes, and my voice was so choked that I couldn't speak anymore.
Wu Yifan said, "You have Sisi and Niannian."
Although he knew that such comfort could not make her feel calm and let go, let alone make her not sad.
But what could he say?
Although Sisi and Niannian are cute and sensible, they are not Pei Mochen's children after all.
If not, how could she leave?
Zhang Mofei shook his head and said, "But they are not Pei Mochen's. My godmother has been hoping that Pei Mochen and I can have a child. That is also my dream. How can love not be crystallized?"
How could a man like Pei Mochen have no children?
He is such an excellent man, excellent in everything, and it would be too cruel for him to be cut off.
Just as Wu Yifan understood, what she cared about was that the blood on Sisi Nian Nian's body was not Pei Mochen's.
"Don't be excited. Didn't the doctor write for you to get treatment? It's not completely hopeless."
At this time, he could only comfort her in this way.
In my heart, I actually hoped that if it didn't cause much harm to her body, it wouldn't necessarily be a bad thing if she could never get pregnant.
He has not forgotten a word of what the doctor told him back then.
I originally wanted to find a chance to talk to Pei Mochen, but I never had the time.
"I'm scared, really scared." Zhang Mofei was in a trance.
My head hurt like being pricked by a needle.
Wu Yifan said, "Pei Mochen won't care. If you and your child choose one, he will choose you without hesitation."
Anyone who knows Zhang Mofei and Pei Mochen knows this.
In Pei Mochen's eyes, Zhang Mofei ranks first, she is like indispensable air to him.
Zhang Mofei nodded and cried, "I believe it's because he loves me so much that I can't face him."
Wu Yifan took a tissue to wipe Zhang Mofei's tears. Looking at her tears that kept falling, he sighed inwardly.
No matter how strong a person is, there are times when he is weak.
No matter how heartless someone is, she still has her weaknesses.
The coffee had gone cold, so Zhang Mofei didn't drink another sip because she was afraid of the pain.
The two sat in the coffee shop for more than an hour. Wu Yifan wiped Zhang Mofei's tears with countless tissues.
Zhang Mofei's eyes were swollen from crying. She remembered that she had agreed with Pei Mochen to go find him.
Busily he stopped crying and took out his cell phone from his bag.
Opening the screen, there were four missed calls, all from Pei Mochen.
I don’t know when my phone was muted, so I didn’t hear anything.
He must be anxious.
Just as he was thinking about it, Pei Mochen called again.
She quickly swiped the screen and answered the call.
"Zhang Mofei, where are you?" Pei Mochen sounded anxious.
"I'm going to your place now." Zhang Mofei had just cried and her voice was nasal.
Pei Mochen recognized it as soon as he heard it, "Are you crying?"
Zhang Mofei knew that he must have heard it from the voice, so he raised his voice and said, "No, don't worry. I didn't know how to mute my phone just now. You wait for me at the company, I'll go over now."
Before he finished speaking, Wu Yifan suddenly interrupted, "Let him come to you."
He spoke loudly just to be heard by Pei Mochen on the other side of the phone.
He was worried about Zhang Mofei's current state.
With Wu Yifan's words, Pei Mochen was even more sure that something was wrong with Zhang Mofei.
Asked, "Are you at Wu Yifan's place?"
Zhang Mofei replied, "In his company."
"Wait, I'll be there right away."
After saying that, Zhang Mofei hung up the phone without giving Zhang Mofei a chance to speak.
