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Gently pushing away the bowl Wan Zigui handed over, the expression on Jiang Muyan's face did not change at all, but her pale face coupled with her not in a good mental state made her look even more haggard.

Wan Zigui, who was pushed away, became annoyed all of a sudden, annoyed at her torturing him so much, he put the bowl on the table fiercely, and the loud noise was like Wan Zigui's protest to Jiang Muyan.

Having no time to care about the soup that was spilled because he struck too hard, Wan Zigui sat down on the edge of her bed, stretched out his hand and pulled Jiang Muyan's shoulder, forcing her to look at him.

"Jiang Muyan, what's wrong with you? Are you doing it for a man? Have you forgotten that you just gave birth? You don't eat or drink like this, what are you using to feed the child!"

Mentioning the newly born child, Jiang Muyan smiled desolately on his face, slowly raised his head and looked at Wan Zigui, and then spoke in a very mocking tone.

"Zigui, didn't you say that the prince I gave birth to is the prince of S city? But if it is really the prince, why didn't his birth shock the entire city of S? If he is the prince, why should I worry about feeding him!"

Being refuted by Jiang Muyan in this way, Wan Zigui felt his throat ache, and it was because of that man after all.

"Yes, he doesn't need anything. If you don't want to feed him with your own milk, there will be a long queue of wet nurses who want to breastfeed the prince. But don't forget, you are the prince's biological mother. You are so In the end, is it a suitable and competent mother!"

Wan Zigui's words were very serious, enough to wake up Jiang Muyan, but she had a knot in her heart, and she couldn't get out of this dead end. Hearing these words, the reaction in her heart became more intense.

"Yes, I am not a competent mother. Is he Zhuo Xiangyu a competent father? When I was about to give birth, he went to Hong Kong. When I gave birth, my stomach hurt so bad that I almost died, as if I was walking through the gate of hell After a while, he was there again, and now I have been lying in the hospital for a week, and there is still no news from him..."

Jiang Muyan's eyes turned red as he spoke, and hot tears fell unscrupulously in front of Wan Zigui, making his heart feel as if he had been pricked by a needle.

After being speechless for a long while, Jiang Muyan also changed from crying silently to whimpering softly. In order to prevent her from crying loudly, Wan Zigui had no choice but to pat her softly, trying to calm her fluctuating emotions.

"Mu Yan, you just gave birth, so you shouldn't fluctuate too much. What's more, you don't know that Xiangyu is busy with business in Hong Kong. Don't you always support him in his hard work?"

Mentioning the matter of Zhuo Xiangyu in Hong Kong, Jiang Muyan immediately raised his head and stared at Wan Zigui with a complicated expression on his face.

Wan Zigui was also very guilty, if he didn't know about Zhuo Xiangyu's upcoming engagement with Fang Zhihan in Hong Kong, he could still frankly say that Zhuo Xiangyu was busy with business in Hong Kong.

But he knew the truth, and then lied in front of Jiang Muyan, even though his superb acting skills also showed flaws.

Jiang Muyan seemed to have caught the guilty conscience that flashed in Wan Zigui's eyes, and the smile on his face suddenly widened, which made the latter even more uneasy.

"Zigui, we have known each other since we were young! You can tell what's on my mind at a glance, but in the same way, you don't know. In fact, what's on your mind, even if I can't say it all. In the middle, you can roughly guess the score."

Wan Zigui's heart couldn't help being shaken by Jiang Muyan's beating so falsely, and his gaze towards Jiang Muyan became a little more complicated.

Jiang Muyan didn't care what kind of eyes Wan Zigui was looking at her. She is now in the calm before the storm, her mind is very clear, and she is completely free from the impulsiveness before.

"Zigui, you actually know what Xiangyu is doing in Hong Kong, right? You don't want to tell me, you're just afraid that I shouldn't be too excited after giving birth, right? Actually... I know it all."

Jiang Muyan's last words undoubtedly cast a thunderbolt on Wan Zigui's heart, and he didn't know how to react at all. He opened his mouth wide and couldn't say a word for a while.

"Mu Yan..."

As soon as Wan Zigui opened his mouth, Jiang Muyan interrupted him directly. Judging from his reaction, Jiang Muyan had already confirmed that the news that Zhuo Xiangyu was going to be engaged to Fang Zhihan in Hong Kong was not just fabricated by the Fang family to deceive her .

"You don't have to keep guessing in your heart anymore, just like what you think now, I already know that Xiangyu and Fang Zhihan are about to get engaged in Hong Kong, and I can tell you frankly that because of this news, I will give birth to a prince early."

Although the emotions in his heart were constantly tumbling, Jiang Muyan's face was still very calm, making Wan Zigui almost think that she had calmed down after knowing the truth.

Jiang Muyan's confession left Wan Zigui speechless, not because he had nothing to say, but because he had so much to say that he didn't know where to start.

After a long time, Wan Zigui's silence caught Jiang Muyan's eyes, as if he was tired of such a silent and awkward atmosphere, Jiang Muyan raised his eyes and glanced at Wan Zigui, and then his eyes fell on the pig's trotter soup on the bedside table.

"If you don't drink this soup, it will be cold! What a pity."

Wan Zigui came back to his senses immediately after being reminded by her words, with a nervous and flustered expression on his face, he frantically cleaned up the steaming pig's trotter soup.

"This soup is warming, Mu Yan, do you want to taste two bowls or let me throw it away."

Jiang Muyan looked at Wan Zigui meaningfully and fixedly until he saw a somewhat unnatural flash across his face, then he smiled and opened his mouth.

"Let me try it! The little aunt specially prepared it for me. It's a pity that I just poured it out without drinking it."

Seeing that Jiang Muyan was willing to take the initiative to eat, the expression on Wan Zigui's face was very relieved. He thought Jiang Muyan had figured it out, but he didn't know that there was a plan in her heart that could blow their hearts to pieces.

The little aunt has been taking care of Jiang Muyan's daily life for several months, and she has a thorough understanding of Jiang Muyan's taste, so the pig's trotter and seaweed soup is also very appetizing to her. They all drank clean.

Touching her round belly, Jiang Muyan's expression was very satisfied, and the smile on the corner of her mouth became more and more peaceful, which made Wan Zigui, who was watching from the side, feel as good as her expression.

"Zigui, when you go back, remember to praise my little aunt's craftsmanship, and what's more! I want a pot of soup tonight...you go back now and tell my little aunt to prepare it quickly."

Seeing Jiang Muyan's look of anticipation and longing, Wan Zigui couldn't bear to refuse her request. It was enough to surprise him that she took the initiative to eat. Now that she is asking for it, it is impossible for him to refuse it no matter what.

Thinking that Jiang Muyan had figured it out, Wan Zigui sped up his tidying up a bit, for fear that Jiang Muyan would have to wait a long time at night if he was too slow.

After Wan Zigui exhorted Jiang Muyan a thousand times, and after Wan ordered, he carried the thermos box and walked out the door. Jiang Muyan's mouth inadvertently evoked a smile after he succeeded.

Wan Zigui put his hand on the doorknob, and was about to open the door and go out, but suddenly thought of something, turned around, and said something to Jiang Muyan.

"The little prince won't have to stay in the heat preservation room tomorrow. He can be sent to you and sleep in the same bed as you. If you are not used to it, I can ask someone to make a small bed next to your bed. Let you see the little prince as soon as you open your eyes."

When Jiang Muyan mentioned his son, the expression on Jiang Muyan's face changed suddenly, and his mood suddenly became complicated.

"You can do whatever you want, as long as you think it's good!"

Jiang Muyan's perfunctory made Wan Zigui look at her suspiciously, but she had already lay down on her back, with her body sideways so that he couldn't see her expression at all.

Wan Zigui secretly guessed the reason for Jiang Muyan's reaction in his heart, and finally regarded the reason as Jiang Muyan didn't like children very much because of Zhuo Xiangyu.

According to Jiang Muyan's character, knowing Zhuo Xiangyu's actions in Hong Kong, she will definitely go to Hong Kong to destroy everything, but she has just given birth now, and her body is weak, let alone It is very difficult to go to Hong Kong or to get out of the hospital.

Thinking of this, the last bit of worry on Wan Zigui's face disappeared, and he turned around and walked out neatly.

It wasn't until the sound of Wan Zigui's footsteps gradually disappeared in the corridor that Jiang Muyan, who was pretending to be asleep, slowly sat up, gritted his teeth, and began to try to get out of bed.

It was only a week after giving birth, and it was time to rest in bed, but Jiang Muyan was unwilling to stay in the ward and wait for Zhuo Xiangyu to come back.

"Zhuo Xiangyu, even if you want to marry another woman, I have to get your own approval before that!"

Holding on to the white wall, Jiang Muyan stood in front of the window with difficulty. Her ward was in a good location, and she could just see the gate of the hospital when she stood in front of the window. At this moment, what she wanted to see was Wan Zigui's leaving figure.

After a while, Wan Zigui's figure appeared in Jiang Muyan's sight. Perhaps her gaze was too hot, but Wan Zigui, who was walking towards his car, suddenly stopped, and then raised his head precisely. He looked at the window of the ward where Jiang Muyan was.

Jiang Muyan knew his next move as early as the moment he stopped, so he hid behind the window one step before he raised his head, letting Wan Zigui see nothing.

Naturally, Wan Zigui didn't see anything, although he was very puzzled, he still couldn't help laughing secretly that he was too sensitive.

During this period of time, he was always cautious when facing Jiang Muyan, for fear that he would irritate her if he said something wrong, and being with Jiang Muyan made him feel more nervous than talking about a big case.

"Wanzigui, when did you become so neurotic, you must not make any mistakes at this time!"