When he asked about the promise, Shengge's face looked slightly unnatural.
After thinking for a while, she frowned, held her forehead in pain, and said in a strong and relaxed tone:
"Husband, of course I know the promise between us. I keep you in my heart and will never forget anything we have with you. But I have a headache now. Can you let me rest first?"
Ji Yuting's face grew colder and colder, and he lowered his eyes with disappointment. His heart seemed to be oppressed by a heavy stone, making it difficult for him to breathe.
She is indeed...not Shengsheng.
The original engagement between them was obtained by begging his grandfather.
In order to make Shengge forgive him and not break off the engagement, he tried his best to admit his mistake.
He never dared to ask for any promises from Shengge.
But this woman, she doesn't know.
Even though she looks very similar and some of her small movements are deliberately imitating Shengge's elegance, she is really not Shengge.
The clenched palms trembled, and Ji Yuting's eyes turned red.
My wife couldn't find it and brought back a fake one.
There is nothing more painful than thinking you have found something, only to lose it again.
The woman quickly sensed that something was wrong with him and said, "Hubby, what's wrong with you? Did I say something wrong that made you sad?"
"It's okay. I feel bad when you say you have a headache." He restrained his emotions and kept his eyes lowered.
The woman breathed a sigh of relief and remembered the business. She nervously grasped Ji Yuting's sleeves and asked again: "By the way, hubby, where are Enen and Niannian? I haven't seen these two babies for several days. I want to see them."
Ji Yuting's lowered eyes, dark pupils gradually condensed, and he said calmly: "Don't worry, you rest first. You can be discharged from the hospital in a few days. I will take you to see them."
"Okay." The woman smiled and said, "I will listen to my husband."
Ji Yuting retracted his arm in response, preventing her from holding his sleeve any longer. He raised his left wrist and looked at his watch.
It's already evening, and it's time to go back to the laboratory to spend time with En En Nian Nian.
He stood up and said calmly: "It's very late, Shengsheng, have a good rest. I'll be here early tomorrow morning."
The woman was slightly stunned, "I want to be hospitalized, why won't you accompany me?"
Her expression was hurt, and her delicate and bright face was extremely beautiful.
"Well, your health is not good. You need infusion at night. You will cry if you don't see me. My wife, you loved the baby the most before. Are you trying to compete with the baby for favor now?"
He looked down at her, his voice was gentle, but his eyes were deep and emotionless.
The corner of the woman's mouth twitched slightly, and she just followed the words and said: "How could it be possible? Enen is weak, and I have always blamed myself. Then you go and stay with the baby. I will sleep in the ward and wait for you."
"You're so good, let Shengsheng take a rest, I'll leave first." He coaxed with a smile from the corner of his eyes. If you look closely, the smile does not reach the bottom of your eyes and is fleeting.
As he turned around, the smile completely disappeared from his face.
"Hey, before I leave, can you..." give me a kiss?
Before the woman could finish her words, she was greeted with a bang, the ward door was closed, and Ji Yuting walked very quickly without looking back.
She: "..." Why is it like she is hiding from the god of plague?
Don’t they all say that Ji Yuting loves this wife the most?
Why didn't she feel it at all?
Could it be that Ji Yuting had already suspected her? Or even found out about her?
Thinking of this, she hurriedly got out of bed and looked at her delicate face in the mirror.
So beautiful, exactly the same, no problem.
She probably thinks too much.
...
Ji Yuting came out of the ward and walked in the passage with a heavy breath.