Zhuo Jian coaxed softly and kissed him a few times on the face.
Chengcheng's crying stopped, but she was still sobbing excitedly.
"Why don't you cry when I hug you?"
Wang Yue was shocked when she saw it, but her heart finally no longer felt as uncomfortable as it did just now. Chengcheng cried so much that her heart almost broke.
Zhuo Jian sat down holding Chengcheng, and Chengcheng hugged her, "Mom, mom."
"Mom is here, baby, don't be sad, mom is here."
Zhuo Jian coaxed him, and not long after, Chengcheng fell asleep in her arms.
Wang Yue watched from the side and sighed helplessly, "What's wrong with this? This child is crying for you early in the morning."
"I feel a little warm to the touch. Do I have a fever? Auntie, please help me get a thermometer."
Zhuo Jian disturbed the aunt standing next to her.
"Hey, I'll go right away."
"I measured him earlier, and it was thirty-seven degrees five, which is a little high, but the crying was too heart-wrenching."
Wang Yue would get flustered whenever she heard Chengcheng cry. In fact, bad things seemed to happen to Chengcheng every time she cried, which frightened her.
Zhuo Jian looked at Chengcheng sleeping lightly in her arms, gently wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and whispered: "Children may also be in a bad mood sometimes."
Zhuo Jian moved a little, and Chengcheng slid into her arms again.
Auntie took a thermometer to help measure her body temperature. It was already 38.5 degrees.
Zhuo Jian's heart suddenly sank, but she still felt relieved that it was time to take medicine and cool down.
But no matter what, Chengcheng didn't even open his eyelids and just pressed against her arms.
Zhuo Jian hugged her for a whole day. When it was almost dark, Chengcheng was being fed porridge by her aunt, and then she took a call from Sheng Xin.
Sheng Xin laughed unconsciously after listening to her words: "It seems that boy is very capable of keeping you, but don't forget, there are two people waiting for you here, and they need you even more."
"I know, but I probably won't be able to go back tonight."
She couldn't leave. Chengcheng's eyes were swollen from crying and had not gone away. The high fever returned within a few hours after it subsided.
"I know it's despicable for me to say this, but Ajian, I still hope you can come back soon. The two brothers need you more, or..."
"then what?"
"Actually, you are worried about Fu Yanye."
Sheng Xin coaxed the two brothers in the cradle. The two brothers were quite easy to coax and didn't know how to call their mother. They slept when they were full and ate when they were full.
"I don't. I won't explain it to you now. They will have to work hard on you first."
Zhuo Jian looked at Chengcheng's big, tearful eyes and kept looking at her, and he kept smiling.
Finally hanging up the phone, she walked to Chengcheng again and took the bowl from her aunt: "I'll feed him."
"Why."
Auntie agreed and walked out.
Chengcheng's mood improved a lot under her mother's care. After eating and playing for half an hour, she fell asleep again.
After the aunt came downstairs, she couldn't help but muttered: "It's strange."
"What's weird?"
The housekeeper asked her curiously.
The aunt raised her eyes and saw that it was the housekeeper, so she said, "The young lady called that man. I heard her tell the man how hard it was for her."
"What's so strange about this?"
"It sounds very polite. Anyway, when the young lady talks to this person, it is different from when she talks to our young master. There is a bit of indifference in the politeness?"
Auntie thought and murmured.
The housekeeper frowned: "Hey, maybe it's a bad fate."
"Is it possible that the young lady and that man are acting together?"
The aunt suddenly had an idea and happily asked the housekeeper.
"Do you think you are filming a TV series? Besides, if you can act in other roles, can your children act? Don't forget what your wife said, they have twins."