The sweet wife is too fierce: Mr. Lu, get out of here!

"Anhao should be resting." Mi Ai added, "I haven't seen her for a day."

Speaking of Qiao Anhao, Lu Yisheng couldn't help but look down at Mi Ai, and said, "I was just woken up by your screams like killing a pig, Anhao asked me to see what's wrong with you."

Mi Ai "Uh..."

This adjective is a bit too much!

Although her reaction was a little louder, there was a reason for it. If she hadn't been frightened, why would she howl like that?
"Then I'll go up and see if An is okay." Wen Liang knew that Qiao An's legs and feet were inconvenient, so she didn't intend to let Qiao An get down, but went upstairs by herself.

While she was talking, Qiao Anhao had already pushed the wheelchair to the stairs by herself. She was obviously a little surprised when she saw Wen Liang downstairs, and there was a hint of surprise in her eyes.

"Sister, are you back?"

Wen Liang hummed, and was about to go upstairs to help Qiao An get down, but Qiao An stopped her, so she asked Lu Yisheng to go upstairs and carry her down.

Lu Yisheng didn't say anything, he carried Qiao Anhao down from upstairs and put him on the sofa without any complaints, and then put a blanket on Qiao Anhao's lap, everything was so careful and thoughtful.

Mi Ai also knew that Qiao An was worried about Wen Liang, so she didn't bother the two of them to reminisce, but went to the kitchen to cut fruit.

Seeing Wen Liang who was intact, Qiao Anhao breathed a sigh of relief, but seeing the exhaustion in Wen Liang's brows, she asked, "Is there still no whereabouts?"

"Ah."

Qiao Anhao licked her dry lips, looked back at Lu Yicheng, she smiled and said, "It's good that he hasn't disappeared. After all, brother, he is better than you, so it shouldn't be so easy to get into trouble. Perhaps, he just hid."

Even though she said that, everyone knew that in that situation, she was close to death, and the possibility of surviving was almost zero.

It's just that it's good to have a glimmer of hope like this, it's better than no hope.

"Hiding? I want him to hide." Wen Liang sighed, then took Qiao Anhao's hand, shook his head and said, "Forget it, let's not talk about it, it doesn't make much sense now .”

In any case, she has now seen it.

When Mi Ai came out and heard them talking about Wen Shiyi, she bit her lip, put the fruit in front of them, and changed the subject, "I just cut the fruit, let's eat some. Pregnant women can eat more fruit, and take good care of their bodies." It is."

Wen Liang looked at the freshly cut fruit but didn't have the slightest appetite. She rubbed her lower abdomen, her eyes suddenly fell on An Hao's stomach, and then looked away in a panic.

Immediately, the atmosphere became a little weird, and Mi Ai smacked her mouth secretly, expressing that she had said something wrong.

Even Lu Yisheng changed the subject, "Anhao, are you hungry after sleeping all day? I'll ask Uncle Lin to prepare dinner now. What do you want to eat?"

Qiao Anhao looked at everyone's cautious expressions. Although she still felt a little uncomfortable in her heart, it was more of a warm and sore feeling. She shook her head and said, "Don't worry, I'm not that fragile. You guys don't want to be like this. I'm a little out of sorts."

Anhao is also quite open, although a little uncomfortable, but the child is gone, and nothing can be redeemed.

Mi Ai pursed her lips and wanted to speak, but she was afraid that she would say the wrong thing again, so she held back.