When they were about to arrive at the villa, Zhuang Junze's phone call came. As soon as he answered the call, he heard Zhuang Junze's concerned voice.
"How was the physical examination?"
"Everything is fine, Zhuang Junze. You arrive on time. You come right after I check your phone every time."
Mo Yurou said in a relaxed tone, in fact, she did not have any burden now. For her, as long as the baby was well, she had nothing to worry about.
Zhuang Junze on the other side of the phone breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this, and then said.
"Of course I'm concerned about it. After all, I'm also the godfather of my child. I might still count on her to support me in my old age in the future."
Having said this, Zhuang Junze paused for a moment, seeming to hesitate, but then he spoke again.
"I'm going back to China tomorrow and may stay in Los Angeles for two days. Is there anything you need me to convey?"
Upon hearing the word "Luocheng", Mo Yurou's eyes dimmed slightly, but then she pretended to speak softly.
"No, when you show up, will you tell them that I have been in contact with you soon? I have been missing for almost five months, so don't cause problems at this time. But if you are on your way, you can help me buy some from Xuji
Osmanthus cake and rose pastry, I haven’t eaten pastries there for a long time, and I’m a little greedy.”
Zhuang Junze on the other side of the phone was silent for a moment when he heard Mo Yurou's words, and then sighed softly.
"Okay, I'll be away for about a week. If you need anything, just contact my assistant. He will stay in the UK."
"Don't worry, what can I do? Okay, you can go and do your work. I'm home too. I've been at the experimental center for most of the day. I have to go back and catch up on my sleep."
After saying that, Mo Yurou hung up the phone. They arrived at the villa at this time, got out of the car, and Mo Yurou went directly to her bedroom.
Because Mo Yurou had difficulty moving now, she had moved to a bedroom downstairs a month ago.
Walking into the bedroom, there was a desk by the window with a thick stack of newspapers on it. If you look carefully, almost every newspaper has news about Xiao Zichen or Sino-Ocean Group.
Mo Yurou controlled the wheelchair and came to the desk. There was a latest newspaper on the desk. She flipped through it and found another photo. It was a photo of Xiao Zichen getting out of Meng Na's nanny car.
Mo Yurou didn't even read the written report below, she just glanced at it, then folded it and placed it on top of the pile of newspapers next to her. After that, she flattened the wheelchair, took a blanket from the side, and closed her eyes calmly.
Place your hands freely on your lower abdomen, and you can faintly feel the movement of the baby in your belly.
In the blink of an eye, another half month has passed. Xiao Zichen is not sure whether Mo Yurou has seen these stupid behaviors of his. The endless waiting has gradually wiped out the last bit of expectation in his heart.
Seeing that it was the end of the year again, he thought that at the end of last year, he had figured out his feelings. He thought that he and Mo Yurou would stay together forever, but he didn't expect that the short sweetness would be followed by endless waiting.
On this day, Yu Jingzhou happened to come back from Haishi. It was rare that all four of them were in Luo City. They all arranged to have a party at Yu Jingzhou's bar. Except for Xiao Zichen, who was alone, Yu Jingzhou, Luo Mingxuan and Fu Yusheng all brought female companions.
Although Luo Mingxuan and Zhao Ke'er still bickered when they met, Zhao Ke'er didn't seem to reject Luo Mingxuan as much as before.
Fu Yusheng brought Qin Zhiyan out, and they were still lovers. No one took the initiative to break the window, but they often attended some activities as a couple.
As for Yu Jingzhou, he has gradually come out of Jiang Moyao's sadomasochism. The relationship between him and Lu Qian is also very harmonious because of the two children, but currently, it is just more than a friend.
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Xiao Zichen brought Mas Nian here. In the past six months, Mas Nian's performance has improved by leaps and bounds. More than three months ago, he went directly to the second grade like his peers. Now he is among the best, especially in English. Xiao Zichen personally tutored him.
Now, we can communicate normally.
The top floor of the drunken bar was originally Yu Jingzhou's private office rest area. However, a few months ago, he accidentally took the twins and Mas Nian to play here and found that there was no place suitable for children to play.
It has been renovated and is now a well-equipped children's play area.
Three children were playing happily here, and three women were sitting around in the leisure area nearby, sipping red wine and chatting about home affairs. As for Xiao Zichen and the four men, the atmosphere was a bit off.
"Zi Chen, is there still no whereabouts of Yurou?"
Less than half an hour after they arrived, Xiao Zichen had already downed two glasses of red wine. Obviously, he had no intention of stopping yet.
This was what Fu Yusheng asked. Among these people, apart from Xiao Zichen, Fu Yusheng had the best relationship with Mo Yurou. When Mo Yurou just disappeared, Xiao Zichen once suspected that this matter had something to do with Fu Yusheng.
Hearing Fu Yusheng's question, Xiao Zichen drank another glass of red wine, then looked at Fu Yusheng and said.
"Do you think I would still be here if her whereabouts were known?"
With that said, Xiao Zichen wanted to pour himself another drink, but Yu Jingzhou stopped him.
"Okay, you're drunk and no one will take care of you. Don't forget, Si Nian is still here."
When Yu Jingzhou said this, Xiao Zichen finally let go of the bottle, picked up the cigarette placed aside, lit one, took two puffs and said.
"So, it turns out that when women are ruthless, what does it mean for us men?"
As he said that, Xiao Zichen smiled bitterly and leaned on the sofa tiredly. His scorching eyes were extremely dim at this time.
At this time, Fu Yusheng sighed softly, glanced at Xiao Zichen, and said with a sad face.
"Recently, I have been asking friends from abroad to find Yurou's whereabouts. Her situation is very special and she needs to take a dose of medicine for a long time. Originally, I thought I might be able to find Yurou through this, but the hospitals I contacted,
Research center, no one has bought that kind of medicine in the past few months."
As soon as Fu Yusheng finished speaking, Xiao Zichen immediately sat up from the sofa. He looked at Fu Yusheng with a complicated expression, and waited for a long time before speaking.
"Are you talking about the medicine that inhibits the expansion of blood clots in her brain? How could I forget that when she left, she took a week's supply with her."
After saying this, everyone present frowned, and Luo Mingxuan on the side asked tentatively in a low voice.
"What will happen if you stop taking that medicine?"
"The blood clot will continue to expand. Based on the physical examination I gave her before, if she hasn't taken the medicine in the past few months, I'm afraid..."
Before Fu Yusheng finished speaking, Xiao Zichen stood up from the sofa and said with a blank look on his face.
"No, it's impossible. Nothing will happen to her?"
As he said this, Xiao Zichen suddenly trembled all over. It was because he was worried and scared that he had such a reaction.
At this time, Fu Yusheng pulled him and said.
"Zi Chen, don't get excited. I have gotten rid of those doctor friends abroad. As long as someone with similar symptoms appears, they will notify me immediately. At least so far, no one has the same symptoms as Yurou. I believe
She is fine now."
"Tell me, why did she disappear without warning, and what happened to her?"
Xiao Zichen held his head in pain, his whole body was weak and painful, and his voice was low and sad. In the past few months, he had been asking himself this question, why did she leave suddenly.
There will never be an answer to this question. If anyone knew, it would be impossible for Mo Yurou to leave.
That night, Xiao Zichen ended up getting extremely drunk and stayed in the bar for the night, while Masnian was taken back by Lu Qian.
At eight o'clock the next morning, when Xiao Zichen woke up with a splitting headache, he walked out of the bedroom, and Yu Jingzhou happened to walk in from outside.
"You're awake. There's sobering tea and breakfast over there. You can eat whatever you want."
Yu Jingzhou said, taking a stack of documents from the desk and preparing to leave.
Xiao Zichen pinched his eyebrows, smelled his clothes that smelled of tobacco and alcohol, suddenly thought of Masnian, and called Yu Jingzhou.
"Where is Si Nian."
"Huh, I'm not completely confused after all. Don't worry, Lu Qian took the child back last night and I sent him to school in the morning."
With that said, Yu Jingzhou walked aside, picked up a bag, handed it to Xiao Zichen, and said.
"These are the clothes Liu Mingyu sent you. He is waiting for you downstairs."
When Xiao Zichen heard this, he frowned slightly and asked.
"What happened?"
Normally, even if Liu Mingyu gave him a change of clothes, he would leave immediately after delivering them, unless something happened, he would keep waiting.
Yu Jingzhou nodded, then shook his head and said.
"It's not a big deal. You'll know when you see Liu Mingyu later."
After hearing what Yu Jingzhou said, Xiao Zichen didn't waste any time. He hurriedly changed his clothes, had a few bites of breakfast, and then went downstairs.
The bar was closed during the day, and the first floor was extremely quiet at this time. Liu Mingyu was sitting in the lounge area of the lobby, holding a laptop, and seemed to be doing some work. When he saw Xiao Zichen coming down, he immediately closed the computer and walked over.
"Mr. Xiao, morning."
"What happened?"
Xiao Zichen nodded and spoke.
Liu Mingyu followed Xiao Zichen towards the door, saying as he walked.
"This morning's news is that Yaohua shareholder Zhou Jinsheng passed away in country A five hours ago. Now his body is being shipped back to the UK. Assistant Jiang just contacted me and asked if I should publish an obituary in the name of the group."