As soon as he entered the house that day, Ou Qing felt that something was wrong with the atmosphere in the room. Harris and Shengxia sat on the sofa, neither of them said a word, and even the TV was muted.
Ou Qing walked in and called out warmly, "Uncle Harris."
"Yeah." Harris responded calmly, and then returned his gaze to the newspaper in his hand.
Shen Shengxia put her index finger on her lips and reminded him kindly: Be careful.
Then, he pointed upstairs and signaled to him that his mother had lost her temper again today, and it seemed that she was really angry in a way that people couldn't understand, and her anger hadn't stopped yet.
Ou Qing smiled and walked upstairs helplessly.
In recent days, he has almost become accustomed to her bad temper. Was it the same when Qingqing was pregnant with Ayan?
It was just that at that time, she was still in prison, and she had no way to vent her temper. She also had to worry all day long, fearing that the little life in her belly would disappear without her realizing it.
Thinking of these, Ou Qing's heart couldn't stop the pain.
Now, he just wants to cherish her more.
He knocked lightly on the door, but there was no response. The room was quiet, like the calm before the storm.
"Qingqing, I'm in." He said, pushing the door open.
Inside the room, Shen Qingqing was lazily leaning on the sofa, with headphones in her ears and her eyes closed, listening to music.
There were some snack bags scattered on the table, some of which were empty and in a mess. It was obvious that she must have vomited again in the middle of eating, so she left these things behind before she had time to clean them up.
Ou Qing knew that she hadn't slept. Normally, this was the time when she felt uncomfortable and couldn't fall asleep at all.
Ou Qing paused beside her, rested his head lightly on Shen Qingqing's still flat belly, and asked warmly, "Baby, do you miss your daddy? Have you been good today?"
"Go away, don't bother me." Shen Qingqing pushed him away, her beautiful face showing impatience.
"Honey, what's wrong? Who has pissed you off?" Ou Qing leaned over again to please him. President William's face had been cultivated to a certain thickness. In front of his wife and children, he never felt that face was worth much.
Shen Qingqing kept a cold face, and slammed the pregnancy book in her hand on the table with a loud bang, as if she had taken gunpowder.
"Don't yell nonsense. We are still not married yet. Maybe you will call me wife today and someone else tomorrow. Anyway, you have learned from past mistakes. Who knows what kind of women you will bring back tomorrow."
"Shen Qingqing, don't push yourself too far!" Ou Qing couldn't help but raise his voice, but as soon as he caught Shen Qingqing's bright eyes, he suddenly stopped talking.
Pregnant women are the biggest, so he can only accept the anger.
Shen Qingqing seems to be really uncomfortable with this pregnancy. She can't eat well and sleep well. She has lost a lot of weight. Ou Qing feels even more distressed when she looks at it.
Shen Qingqing was his favorite woman, and she was pregnant with his child. Apart from pampering her, there was nothing he could do.
Shen Qingqing stood up with a bang and shouted confidently, "If you think I'm going too far, then stay away from me. There's no need to suffer from my anger. It's like no one cares about you."
"Okay, okay, Shen Qingqing, this is what you said." Ou Qing had never been so angry, so he grabbed his coat and turned around to leave.