Surrogate wife every step of the way

He gave birth.

Mother died.

There is nothing more hopeless than this.

Zhao Zifeng once asked Liu Ma when he was young.

Without him, would his mother be able to live well in this world?

At that time, Mama Liu didn't know how to answer him except that she felt distressed.

"Mother Liu, don't do this."

Seeing the sadness in Liu Ma's eyes, Zhao Meina hurriedly freed up a hand and gently stroked those wrinkled hands.

"Miss, if Madam was still here, you would definitely not be like this."

"Mama Liu..."

"Miss..."

Liu Ma turned her body and hugged Zhao Meina.

The cup of beauty tea started to shake.
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After half an hour.

The horn of the car sounded outside the villa, followed by the headlights.

"Zifeng is back so soon?"

Zhao Meina was taken aback for a moment, then stood up from the sofa.

The door of the villa opened quickly, and someone came in with slow and hurried steps.Soon, a tall figure appeared at the entrance of the living room.

"Zifeng..."

"what happened?"

Zhao Zifeng quickened his pace again, walked up to Sun Mengjiao, and looked down at her.

"Dr. Lu said that she was under a lot of mental stress, and she probably encountered something today, which affected her heart rate and blood pressure."

Zhao Meina didn't dare to hide anything, so she repeated Lu Qinghe's original words.

"Zifeng, I'm sorry, I should have stopped her..."

"What's the use of saying that now."

Zhao Zifeng sat down beside Sun Mengjiao and got angry at Zhao Meina.

"..."

Knowing that he was nervous about Sun Mengjiao, Zhao Meina didn't dare to speak out, so she silently stepped aside.

Liu Ma came over and pulled her away from the living room.

Zhao Haotian had already gone upstairs to wash up, only Zhao Zifeng and Sun Mengjiao were left in the huge living room.

Zhao Zifeng's heavy reprimand just now disturbed Sun Mengjiao.The long eyelashes trembled, and there was a slight scar between the brows.

"Sun Mengjiao, wake up."

Zhao Zifeng grasped her hand, lowered his voice, and called out.

The deep and clear voice pierced Sun Mengjiao's eardrums, and she slowly opened her heavy eyelids.In her hazy vision, she saw a stern face.

The finely carved facial features are covered with a cold light.Those eyes like a cold pool revealed worry and uneasiness.

"Mr. Zhao..."

Her heart trembled, and her long eyelashes blinked even more.

"Um……"

Zhao Zifeng responded in a low voice, then leaned towards her.

Sun Mengjiao's cheeks, which had already been dyed a little crimson, became even more rosy, and even her pale lips bled a lot.

A cool and clear breath roared over, and there was still a faint smell of alcohol in it.

She didn't know what he was going to do, her black and white water eyes were wide open, and her whole body was a little stiff.Just when she was at a loss, Zhao Zifeng stretched out his hand to support her shoulders, making her sit up slowly.

The thumb of his right hand was placed on her wrist.

Heartbeat, still a little too fast.

How did he know that his approach would make Sun Mengjiao's heart throb.

"Still uncomfortable?"

Zhao Zifeng let go of his hand, his eyes drooped slightly, and he asked.

"much better."

Sun Mengjiao tugged at the thin blanket on her body, and slightly moved away her flustered eyes.

"Want something to eat?"

"I do not want to eat."

After sleeping, Sun Mengjiao still felt a little uncomfortable in her stomach.There were too many things in her mind, which gave her a headache.

"It's getting late, go upstairs to rest."

Zhao Zifeng's eyes softened, and his voice became much gentler.

"it is good……"

Sun Mengjiao raised her eyes and glanced at the wall clock in the living room. The hour hand was almost pointing to eight o'clock in the evening.

This time, I slept a little longer.

She threw back the blanket and sat up.Just as he was about to put on his shoes, Zhao Zifeng, who stood up first, bent down and directly picked her up.

"Mr. Zhao, I'm fine, please let me down."

"..."

Zhao Zifeng didn't speak, his fingers tightened, and he walked towards the stairs.

Zhao Meina and Liu Ma came out of the kitchen, and when they saw this scene, they froze in place.

"Mama Liu, Zifeng is back, and I should go back to the nursing home."

"Miss, it's getting late, or you can stay here tonight."

There was a trace of reluctance in Liu Ma's eyes.

"No, lest Zifeng get angry when he sees me."

"The young master is just talking, how could he be angry with you?"

"..."

Zhao Meina pursed her lips and smiled, then turned and left.

in the kitchen.

Zhao Zifeng washed the vegetables and put them aside.Then water was added to the pot.The hot air slowly rose up, and his heart was like boiling water.

In my mind, I kept thinking about what Zhao Meina relayed.

Sun Mengjiao is under too much mental pressure, how can I help her relieve it?
The water in the pot started to 'cuckoo', and he quickly put the noodles in it.

After a while, a steaming bowl of egg and vegetable noodles was ready.

He took the chopsticks, picked two and tasted them.Feel a little light, and add a little salt.Finally, pour a few drops of sesame oil.

Go upstairs again.

Pushed open the door of Sun Mengjiao's bedroom.

"Daddy..."

Zhao Haotian, who had finished washing, was wearing a set of bear pajamas and snuggled up to Sun Mengjiao. When he saw him come in, he called him softly.

"Go back to your room and sleep."

Zhao Zifeng glanced at him and lifted his lips.

"I made an agreement with my sister, I will sleep with my sister tonight."

Zhao Haotian raised his eyebrows, curled up the corners of his lips, and said a little arrogantly.

"No, go back."

Zhao Zifeng walked over with a mahogany tray, his eyebrows drooping slightly.

"No."

Zhao Haotian pouted and refused.Before Zhao Zifeng could speak again, he was surprised again.

"Wow, it smells so good. Daddy, did you make this?"

"Um……"

Zhao Zifeng put the tray on the bedside table and responded very lightly.

Sun Mengjiao tilted her head, looking at the egg and green vegetable noodles that night in the tray, her eyes froze.

"Mother Liu said, you didn't eat anything tonight?"

Zhao Zifeng sat down on the edge of the bed and asked in a low voice.The voice was tinged with a hint of fireworks.A little dull.

"I'm not hungry."

Sun Mengjiao's eyelashes trembled, and she replied in a low voice.

"I've never done it, it's the first time."

Zhao Zifeng's deep eyes looked at the steaming bowl of noodles.There was even a hint of hope in the whispered voice.

"whee……"

Sitting next to Sun Mengjiao, Zhao Haotian couldn't help grinning.

"Sister, try it quickly. It's not delicious, let Daddy redo it."

"Mr. Zhao, I'm really not hungry..."

Sun Mengjiao looked at Zhao Zifeng, her water-cut pupils reflected his clear eyebrows.

It's impossible not to be touched in my heart.

The powerful man who turns his hands into clouds and his hands into rain puts down his body and washes his hands to make soup. If he were someone else, he might be so moved that he would cry bitterly.

"Hey you?"

Unexpectedly, her refusal was met with a mocking laugh from Zhao Zifeng.

"you……"

Sun Mengjiao looked at him in disbelief.In front of Zhao Haotian, he actually said such words.

"Okay, hello."

Zhao Zifeng didn't have any embarrassment, he spoke very naturally.

"whee……"

Zhao Haotian laughed even louder.

"Hao Hao..."

Sun Mengjiao turned her head, put her arms around him, blushed and called him.

"Open your mouth."

At this moment, Zhao Zifeng had already brought the white porcelain bowl, picked two noodles and brought them to her mouth.

"Sister, try it quickly."

Zhao Haotian raised his head, looked at her with crooked eyebrows, and said 'urging' with a smile.

Sun Mengjiao was watched by one big and one small, her ears were so red that she was about to bleed.

"Mr. Zhao, I..."

A smile appeared in Zhao Zifeng's deep black pupils, and he kept holding up the chopsticks that were carrying the noodles.

Sun Mengjiao had no choice but to open her mouth.

"How about it?"

Zhao Zifeng asked.

"Well, it's delicious."

Sun Mengjiao chewed slowly, and after swallowing the noodles in her mouth completely, she rolled her lips and nodded.

"..."

When Zhao Zifeng heard this, his sharp lips could not help but slowly rise.

Unknowingly, Sun Mengjiao ate half of the bowl of noodles under his feeding.His gaze moved slightly, and inadvertently landed on his hand holding the noodle bowl.

On the back of the hand, there was a deep red mark, which seemed to be a burn.

"Mr. Zhao, your hand?"

She froze for a second, frowned, and asked.

"fine."

Zhao Zifeng looked down and said quietly.

"This seems to be a new injury, isn't it..."

Sun Mengjiao felt very uncomfortable. What Zhao Zifeng was special to her was a burden to her.

"No."

Before she finished speaking, Zhao Zifeng flatly denied it.

Sun Mengjiao couldn't eat anymore, and she was about to get up after throwing off the quilt.

"Obviously, I'll get you the scald medicine."

Her reaction made Zhao Zifeng feel warm and even happy.

"no need."

He grabbed her.

Sun Mengjiao's back stiffened, and she looked again in concern.

"If it is not treated in time, it will cause blisters."

"After eating, I will handle it myself."

Zhao Zifeng spoke with a faint smile, his hoarse voice sounded very magnetic.

"I can't eat it."

Sun Mengjiao stared at the remaining noodles in the bowl and shook her head slightly.

"Then don't eat."

Zhao Zifeng didn't force her, he gave her a tissue, got up and walked out with the tray.When he left, he didn't order Zhao Haotian to go back to his room.

"Sister, is it delicious?"

Seeing Zhao Zifeng leaving, Zhao Haotian took Sun Mengjiao's arm and asked with a smile.

"not bad."

Sun Mengjiao touched his little head.Bowing his head, he took the phone and glanced at the time. It was almost nine o'clock in the evening.Usually at this time, Zhao Haotian has already fallen asleep.

"Hao Hao, are you sleepy?"

"Well, it's kind of... huh..."

It's okay not to ask, but when Sun Mengjiao asked, Zhao Haotian couldn't help but yawned.

"Then go to sleep."

Sun Mengjiao pulled back the quilt and let him lie down.

"Sister, you have to take good care of Daddy and don't allow him to take me away."

Zhao Haotian lay down and blinked his big black grape eyes.

"I won't let him take you away, don't worry."

Ever since Zhao Mengxi told her that Haohao was her child, Sun Mengjiao loved him more and more.Looking at him, the maternal love in my heart became stronger.

When Zhao Haotian heard this, he closed his eyes in peace.

It was easy for children to fall asleep, and with Sun Mengjiao beside them.He fell asleep faster than usual.

With the sound of light and shallow breathing, Sun Mengjiao stretched out her hand to touch his pink face, her heart was so soft.

If this lovely child is really her child, how wonderful it would be.

Zhao Zifeng turned back again, an hour later.He changed into a set of black silk pajamas, with a hint of laziness in his luxury.

He walked to the other side of the bed and glanced down at Zhao Haotian who was already fast asleep.Leaning down, ready to pick him up.

The air in the room suddenly became quiet.

"Mr. Zhao, I..."

Sun Mengjiao felt a pain in her heart, and suddenly opened her mouth.

"Ok?"

Zhao Zifeng turned his gaze to look at her.There was a hint of doubt in his downcast eyes.

"Mr. Zhao, I think...I think..."

Sun Mengjiao blushed and stuttered.

Seeing this, Zhao Zifeng walked around the end of the bed and walked to her side.Ying Ting's sword eyebrows frowned and asked.

"What's wrong? Not feeling well?"

"..."

Sun Mengjiao pursed her lips, turned her head and looked at Zhao Haotian again, her eyes were a little confused.

"Don't tell me, I'm leaving."

Seeing her hesitation, Zhao Zifeng deliberately provoked her.After speaking, he made a gesture to leave.

"I say……"

Sun Mengjiao raised her head, her watery eyes were uncertain.

That child was always her lingering heartache and regret.That day, when Zhao Mengxi hurt her, she revealed a shocking secret that made her a little unbelievable, but she hoped it was true.

"Ah."

Zhao Zifeng's face was as calm as water, and he responded coldly.Then he walked to the window and slowly closed the half-open window.