At 11:30 p.m., Ye Feifei and Xiao Ling had dinner before going back. The moment they opened the door, Ye Feifei thought she had entered the wrong door. But when she went back and looked at the door number carefully, she realized that she had entered the wrong door.
Oh my God, what are those things in the room? Let’s not talk about the exaggerated lace, strollers, cribs, baby toys and clothes, and what the hell are those small slides and walkers crawling carpets!
Ye Feifei turned around and looked at Xiao Ling who was also surprised. Xiao Ling immediately called the old housekeeper out.
The old housekeeper held a black-covered notebook in his hand and wore reading glasses on the bridge of his nose. He adjusted his glasses solemnly, and then explained to Xiao Ling and Ye Feifei: "This is a gift from relatives and friends, for the baby who is about to be born.
The young master and the young lady prepared it."
The corner of Ye Feifei's mouth twitched slightly, and a row of crows flew over her head. Needless to say, it was the result of the news about Xiao Chen's walk.
"Young lady, this is a mahogany crib given by Mr. Lin. He said you can change it if you don't like it."
"And this is an infrared sensor stroller sent by the He family, with a driving recorder and reversing image."
"And this..."
…
Ye Feifei couldn't listen anymore. She held her head, her legs went weak, and pretended to faint.
When the old housekeeper saw that Ye Feifei was unconscious, he quickly said to the servant Xu Ma: "Quickly, make soup for the young mistress. They sent you here just to keep the young mistress in good health. Why are you still standing there?"
Hearing the old housekeeper's words, Ye Feifei collapsed. She leaned her head on Xiao Ling's chest and whispered: "Don't let them do it again. I need to rest, 100% rest."
Xiao Ling nodded, held Ye Feifei in his arms, and said to the old housekeeper: "It's too late today. You go to bed first. We'll talk tomorrow."
Tomorrow? Ye Feifei doesn't think about tomorrow anymore. She feels so empty with so many baby equipment.
After returning to the room, Xiao Ling went in to take a shower. Ye Feifei sent Amy a message, "If someone says I'm pregnant, don't believe it. It's fake. It's all fake."
Amy was already asleep, her phone was muted and she didn't see any messages from Ye Feifei.
Ye Feifei originally wanted to complain to her best friend, but when Xiao Ling finished taking a shower, she didn't reply, so she logged out of WeChat and rolled on the bed.
She's not pregnant, no, just not!
At this moment, Xiao Ling, who came out of the bathroom, saw his wife rolling on the bed like a human top, lovingly went up to her and held her face, "Are you feeling uncomfortable?"
Ye Feifei nodded, "It's very uncomfortable. Xiao Ling, do you believe it? I'm not pregnant."
Xiao Ling frowned, "I believe you. But... I'll have a checkup tomorrow, okay?"
Ye Feifei shook her head in protest. Why should she take a test if she's not pregnant? And... tomorrow, she has to do a paternity test for Xiao Baozi and Xiao Han.
Thinking of Xiao Han...
Ye Feifei stood up suddenly, sat upright in front of Xiao Ling, and stared at Xiao Ling like an interrogator, "My dear, how is your... relationship with Xiao Han?"
Xiao Ling adjusted her posture, knelt in front of Ye Feifei, and said seriously: "I don't remember her very much."
Don’t remember much? Ye Feifei believed Xiao Ling’s answer.
His boss, Xiao, likes women with her personality. Xiao Han pretends to cry and sympathize with her at every turn, so he probably hasn't been able to get close to Xiao Ling since he was a child.
"Then...if she is really the biological mother of the baby, what would you do?" Ye Feifei had the answer in her heart, but she just wanted Xiao Ling to tell it once, as if she could let go if she was sure that the answer was what she thought.