Mommy, Daddy calls you to have a second child

She didn't even look at him during the whole process.

It's like a silent protest.

Li Yaochuan's face became even colder, and there was a hint of hostility in his eyes when he stared at her.

"Like today's words, I don't want to hear it a second time!"

After finishing speaking, he turned around and walked out, leaving a chill in the room.

The sound of footsteps went away, and Jian Qing suddenly fell limply to the ground like a person who had lost all strength.

She wrapped her arms around her knees, bitterness filled her mouth.

What happened to her?
Why can't she control her emotions after experiencing so many things?

Dad, am I really useless?

Jian Qing really wanted to be like when she was a child, whenever something unhappy happened, she would throw herself into her father's arms.

But now she can't.

Mom still needs her, and Jane's family still needs her.

She had to endure it, no matter how hard or tired she was, she couldn't admit defeat!
Jian Qing took a deep breath, trying to calm herself down.

After stuffing all the clothes back into the cabinet, Jian Qing tried her best to smile, and then walked out.

When he was about to go downstairs, Li Yaochuan suddenly walked over and gave her a cold look.

Jian Qing's face turned pale, her calf trembled, she didn't step on it firmly, and fell directly.

Although there were only two steps of stairs, she still felt a sharp pain in her kneecap when she hit the cold floor.

She lowered her head and let out a hiss of pain, but out of the corner of her eye, she saw someone's footsteps, passing her by without stopping, and walked towards the study.

Jian Qing bit her lip, feeling aggrieved again.

Enduring the pain, she still called Aunt Li.

Aunt Li heard the voice, came out of the kitchen, and saw her sitting on the ground, holding her calf with her hands, with obvious pain on her face.

"Oh my god, young mistress, why did you fall down?"

Aunt Li ran over distressedly and helped her up: "Where is the young master? Young mistress, why don't you ask the young master to help you?"

Jian Qing didn't know how to answer.

Aunt Li recalled the young master's face when he came in before, and the young mistress' red eyes now, she couldn't help guessing: "Young mistress, did you and the young master quarrel again?"

"No, Aunt Li."

Jian Qing quickly explained: "I made Yaochuan angry. Aunt Li, don't tell grandma, or grandma will blame him again, and Yaochuan will only be angry with me even more."

Aunt Li sighed: "Young Mistress, why are you doing this?"

"Aunt Li, just promise me. Grandma is so old, I don't want her to worry about us anymore."

Aunt Li nodded helplessly: "Okay, I promise you, young mistress. How is your foot? I'll find you some medicine."

Aunt Li helped her to sit on the sofa, then got up to find some medicine for bruises.

"I'll do it myself, Aunt Li, you do your work first."

Jian Qing smiled slightly, took the potion from her hand, rolled up her pants, poured the potion on it, and rubbed it herself.

Aunt Li saw that she could do it by herself, so she went to work in the kitchen again.

After Jian Qing finished applying the medicine, she exhaled twice, and a child's cry suddenly sounded upstairs.

She immediately put down the potion and walked up.

After entering the room, enduring the pain, she walked quickly to the bed.

The villain on the bed kicked the quilt wildly, crying, with tears all over his face.

Jian Qing wiped his tears distressedly, hugged him and coaxed him: "Good Yangyang, stop crying, isn't mom coming to see you?"

When Yang Yang heard the familiar voice, she stopped crying immediately, her small face kept arching towards her chest.

As soon as Jian Qing saw his movements, she knew he was hungry.

Holding the baby and breastfeeding her hands were very sore, so she simply lay down with the baby in her arms, and then lifted up her clothes.

After Yang Yang drank the milk, he sucked it with a satisfied face, stopped making noise, and closed his eyes quietly.

Jian Qing caressed his back and looked at his small fair face, her heart suddenly softened.

For the sake of Yangyang, she can no longer be willful.

Lying on the soft bed, Jian Qing felt drowsy all over her body, and yawned, she slowly closed her eyes.

Downstairs, Aunt Li finished cooking and knocked on the door of the study.

"Master, it's time to eat, so don't be too busy."

There was a sound in the study, and then the door was opened, revealing Li Yaochuan's tall and indifferent figure.

He walked to the dining table, saw the empty place, and frowned, feeling a little uncomfortable.

Aunt Li followed and quickly said, "Young master, go ask young mistress to eat."

Li Yaochuan's face turned a little cold: "She will come down by herself."

Aunt Li let out an ouch, and deliberately exaggerated Jian Qing's wound just now: "Master, you didn't see the injury on Young Mistress's leg. I felt distressed when I saw it. Going downstairs will definitely affect the wound. Yang Yang seemed to be crying just now, Young Mistress It's time to breastfeed the baby, so go and have a look, young master."

"I'm going to see the kids."

Li Yaochuan pursed his lower lip coldly, took a deep breath, turned around and walked upstairs.

Aunt Li looked at his back and smiled in relief.

Li Yaochuan walked to the child's room, turned the doorknob, but remained motionless.

He frowned tightly, with a look of irritation on his face.

She actually locked the door?
Li Yaochuan narrowed his eyes coldly, and asked Aunt Li, "Where's the key to this room?"

Aunt Li was taken aback, and quickly found the key and sent it up.

Li Yaochuan inserted the key in and opened the door with a click.

He walked in, and when he saw the sight, he suddenly stopped in his footsteps, and a trace of astonishment flashed in his ink eyes.

Under the soft yellow light, the woman's clothes were lifted, and her white and greasy skin shone like ceramics.

The plump, soft, deep seam exudes a seductive smell like a deadly poppy.

Li Yaochuan only felt that his throat was very thirsty.

He cast his gaze away forcefully, walked over, and pulled the quilt to cover the whiteness.

"Get up and eat!"

The woman on the bed didn't wake up, and Yang Yang, who was not asleep, heard Dad's voice, but wanted to get up.

Li Yaochuan frowned: "Don't pretend to be asleep, get up!"

The woman still didn't respond.

Li Yaochuan was a little annoyed: "Jian Qing! Have you had enough trouble?"

He leaned over and pushed her, only to find that she was very cold.

Li Yaochuan's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly reached out to touch her forehead, it was really hot.

Damn, I have a fever.

With a dark face, he straightened her clothes, picked her up and walked out.

"Aunt Li, the child is temporarily handed over to you, I'll go out for a while."

At this time, Li Yaochuan had already forgotten that he still hated approaching women.

"Hey, young lady, what's the matter?"

Looking at the unconscious Jian Qing, Aunt Li couldn't help asking worriedly, but just after she finished speaking, she found that her young master had disappeared.

She frowned and sighed, and went upstairs to pick up the child.

In the hospital, Liu Tezhu had booked a ward early, and the doctor was waiting beside him.