Then her face changed drastically and her heartbeat accelerated.
Oh no, he didn't say it, she forgot about this scumbag.
Her one... hasn't come this month.
After careful calculation, it has been a full month since she and Yan Mubei had sex and life.
Oh my God, she won't be hit again, right?
"Why did you suddenly sweat?" Yan Mubei did not move his chopsticks and looked at her with a teacup. Seeing her face getting worse and then sweating oozing, he couldn't help but frown and stretched out his hand to hold her forehead: "Is it a high fever?"
retreat?"
There is no reason. According to Deng Liang's report, she was hospitalized two days ago when she arrived in the United States. She didn't know how good she was afterwards, so she even went to play with the children from her neighbor's house.
I touched her forehead and found that my body temperature was a little low.
She's having a chill?
"I'm fine." She quickly pushed away his palm and stood up: "I want to go to the bathroom, you can eat first."
After saying that, he ran out in a hurry, regardless of his expression.
She went downstairs to the bathroom. The restaurant only had two separate toilets for men and women, which were located at the back closer to the kitchen.
When she closed the door, she bent down and poured water on her face in the wash basin. She splashed it four or five times in a row before stopping, looking up at herself in the mirror.
A look of panic and pale look, the huge drops of water slid down her face.
It's impossible, she can't have a baby again.
Her hands stroked her flat belly, and she felt more fear than surprise.
On the premise that Yan Mubei mistakenly thought she was pregnant, if she really got pregnant, it would be impossible for her to escape in the future.
He will definitely trap her by his side until she gives birth to the baby, and then she will never be willing to leave him again.
Because the child is in his hands.
No, no, this is not possible.
The bathroom door was knocked, and Yan Mubei's voice came: "Lin Qianqian?"
"I'm here." She responded.
"Are you okay?" with obvious concern.
"It's just a sudden stomachache, and now there are so many..."
"Is the child a problem?" The man's voice became nervous: "You open the door and I'll take you to the hospital for a look."
"No, no, it's much better now. I think it may be because I'm hungry. If you go back to the upper floor and wait for me, I'll go up soon." Lin Qianqian sweated.
Go to the hospital?
What's not a mistake?
She also planned to reliably reliance on the "child in her belly" to discuss with Yan Mubei how to revitalize the Lin family business.
For the sake of the child, he should help her save the declining Lin family.
If he finds that she is lying, his hope is that the child does not exist at all. Not only will he strangle her to death, but he will also ask who Colin is.
"Do you think I can eat my child if something happens? Lin Qianqian, come out and I will take you to the hospital for a look." The man said softly and ordered her again with a strong and domineering sentence.
Lin Qianqian was upset, pulled a circle of tissues and folded them, and then wiped the water droplets on her face in front of the mirror.
After wiping, she fiddled with the bent hair on her face, then opened the door and walked out.
She stood up straight, and although her face was a little pale, it was no longer as pale as before. Yan Mubei reached out and pulled her to her side and stroked her belly.
Through the thin summer clothes, his warm palm kept feeling hot.
At the corner not far from the bathroom was the hall. Lin Qianqian took down his hand: "It's okay, let's go, let's go back to the upper floor for dinner."