Chapter 2 Your explanation seems to me to be superfluous
A simple sentence erased Shen Manman's three years of hard work.
But why?
Just because she loves him, does her sincerity deserve to be trampled on?
With shining eyes dark, Shen Manman said word by word, "Shaocheng, I have always been wholehearted to Zeqian and have never had the slightest bad thought. You can't say that to me."
Shen Manman is weak, but underneath that appearance is a stubborn heart. Mo Shaocheng looked at her serious defense and was stunned for two seconds, "I didn't say you were bad to him, your explanation is up to me. It seems that this is unnecessary."
Eternally indifferent, even in bed, he is like an emotionless machine, turning around and leaving without any foreplay.
But, she loves him.
She had loved him for a long time, so three years ago, even though she knew that he just needed a woman to take care of his children as a mother so that Zeqian could have a complete family, she still willingly married him.
Shen Manman's heart was so painful that she was in no mood to defend herself, so she turned around and went to the bathroom.
Half an hour later, the two of them lay down to rest.
Even breathing became the only melody in the dark night. Shen Manman's back was turned to him, her eyes open and she was not sleepy.
Suddenly, Mo Shaocheng turned around and casually inserted his big palm into her nightgown. Shen Manman's whole body tensed up, "I don't want to do it tonight."
Men can separate love and sex, but women cannot.
Shen Manman is really not in the mood to do those intimate things with him now.
The aggressive movements stopped, and finally the man's fingertips stayed on the scar on her lower abdomen, as if he was deliberately trying to change the subject, and he said, "If you hadn't told me that you had undergone gastrointestinal surgery, I would have doubted it. Have you ever given birth to a child?"
Shen Manman's heart skipped a beat. Their sex was not frequent, only two or three times a month. If she didn't have to meet her physiological needs, she thought that Mo Shaocheng would not touch her.
Even so, Mo Shaocheng would always be haunted by that scar.
Unknowingly, Shen Manman thought of the incident three years ago, and she still can't let it go.
She brushed his hand in panic, "I'm sleepy..."
Before he finished speaking, the servant's hurried footsteps were heard, followed by, "Sir, my wife is not feeling well. The young master has a stomachache."
He left Shen Manman almost as quickly as he could, grabbed the scattered clothes and put them on.
The same is true for Shen Manman. Her anxiety and worry are no less than Mo Shaocheng's.
The two of them went out one after another. The servant was holding the crying child in his arms, and asked anxiously, "Madam, what should I do? What's wrong with the young master?"
"Give me the child and I will coax him..."
Just as Shen Manman was about to take the child, Mo Shaocheng snatched it back. He frowned, "What's going on? Is coaxing useful? Go to the hospital."
Mo Shaocheng went out with Zeqian in his arms. On a dark and windy night, he drove the car to the limit and ran through three or four red lights along the way.
The child was sent to the emergency room, and Shen Manman squatted on the ground at a loss.
Although Mo Zegan is not her biological child, she brought him up, and the relationship is really closer than that of her biological mother.
At this time, Mo Shaocheng came back after answering the phone, gave her a cold look, and said, "Why do you think Zeqian has a stomachache?"
Shen Manman guessed that he wanted to say that the abdominal pain was caused by her indiscriminately feeding cakes.
She felt guilty, "I didn't expect this."
About half an hour later, a woman ran across the corridor of the emergency room.
Shen Manman was suddenly startled. Seeing this woman who looked very similar to herself, she was caught off guard and almost fell down.
Because this woman is none other than her cousin and Mo Zeqian's biological mother, Jiang Lige.
Jiang Lige ran to Mo Shaocheng and burst into tears, "Shaocheng, how is Zeqian? What happened to him? Please tell me quickly."
Unlike his indifference towards Shen Manman, he was extremely patient with Jiang Lige, "Don't be anxious yet, everything will be fine."
"How can I not be anxious? Zeqian is still so young. He is only three years old and has to suffer such a crime. Why don't you ask me to be anxious?"
Jiang Lige cried harder, her tears falling uncontrollably.
Mo Shaocheng wiped her tears and comforted her, "Our children are the strongest. Be good and don't cry anymore."
Shen Manman saw all this, and she originally wanted to stop it, but when she thought about it carefully, where did she stand?
Mo Shaocheng’s wife’s identity has never been made public?
Forget it, it's not ridiculous enough.
Therefore, Shen Manman could only watch her husband take other women into his arms.
At this time, the doctor came out of the emergency room, and Shen Manman subconsciously prepared to ask about the child's condition. Then, she was forced aside by Jiang Lige.
Jiang Lige asked urgently, "Doctor, how is my child?"
"How do you adults take care of your child? The child's stomach is delicate and cannot eat randomly. Fortunately, it is not serious this time and he sought medical treatment in time. Otherwise, this gastrointestinal problem could easily be the root of the disease."
After saying that, the doctor left.
Mo Zeqian was sent to the ward. The little guy was exhausted and was sleeping soundly.
Shen Manman gently covered him with the quilt and stroked his black hair, her eyes full of love.
But all this was very annoying in Jiang Lige's eyes, "Manman, come out for a moment, I have something to say to you."
Shen Manman stopped what he was doing, got up and followed him out.
The corridor in the ward area is so quiet that you can hear a pin drop clearly.
"When...you came out?" Shen Manman had not yet recovered from the shock, her expression was dull.
"Today, Shaocheng picked me up in person. We were together until he came home."
If I remember correctly, Jiang Lige was sentenced to five years in prison because she was implicated by her father just after giving birth to her child three years ago.
It's only been three years since she came out.
It seems that Mo Shaocheng has been silently planning for her, but he has always deceived himself into thinking that as time goes by, he might really forget about Jiang Lige and accept himself.
How ridiculous, a dream is just a dream, it’s time to wake up!
Jiang Lige stepped on the hatred of the sky and always remained aloof, even if he had just come out of prison. "Manman, I don't care why you gave Ze Gan food randomly. Now that I'm back, I'll take care of my child from now on." I don’t need you anymore.”
"I didn't feed Ze Gan randomly, Li Ge. It's okay if you don't like me, but my dedication to my children in the past three years has been sincere. You can't just throw this dirty water on my head lightly."
She hates being wronged the most, not anyone else.
Jiang Lige took a step forward. From this position, he could see the scene in the ward clearly, "Don't be excited. I didn't throw dirty water on you. It was Shao Cheng who told me that you fed Ze Qian cake."
