My luck changed after divorcing my ex-husband

The days of pregnancy are always leisurely and boring. Not only is it inconvenient to do anything with a big belly, but also you have to be careful when walking. Zhao Xiaotang is bored at home, so he can only rely on playing games on the sofa to pass the time.

"Come and save me!"

"Oh, don't run alone! I'm still here!"

"Are you stupid, the base camp is going to be bombed! What are you doing in the opposing camp?"

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In the huge house, Zhao Xiaotang's voice was exceptionally loud, with a hint of anger.

Finally, when the word "failure" appeared on the screen of Zhao Xiaotang's mobile phone, she scratched her head with her hands angrily, and even the pillow lying quietly beside her was ruthlessly thrown a few meters away.

Like a deflated ball, she spread her hands and hung on the soft sofa, resting her head on the edge of the sofa and staring at the chandelier on the ceiling in a daze.

no!It's so annoying!Can't let me alone popularity!
Zhao Xiaotang complained in his heart, picked up the phone, clicked on Wenjing, dialed the number quietly.

"What's wrong?" When Wen Jingjing saw that it was Zhao Xiaotang's number, her heart immediately arose.

After all, it was approaching the delivery date, but she was paying attention to Zhao Xiaotang all the time, more nervous than the pregnant woman herself.

"I lost the game," Zhao Xiaotang said aggrievedly.

When Wen Jingjing heard it, she immediately rolled her eyes speechlessly, and almost spat out a mouthful of old blood, but she was also relieved.

"Isn't it just that you lose in the game? Play a few more times, and you will get used to it after seeing a few more failures."

Wen Jingjing was eating the freshly cut fruit, lying leisurely on the sofa like Zhao Xiaotang, watching the bloody TV series on the TV.

Zhao Xiaotang heard another meaning in Wen Jingjing's words, isn't this a blatant statement that she plays games!She is not convinced.

"Where am I so good? It's obviously those pig teammates who have more success than failure. It's okay to lose the game, and they also wiped out the points I finally scored. This is a good time I spent a few months The result of hard work! If you say I will get rid of it, I will get rid of it. Are you angry..."

Zhao Xiaotang became angrier as he spoke, and his voice raised a few decibels when he spoke, Wen Jingjing was so frightened that she quickly moved the phone that was close to her ear away.

When Zhao Xiaotang's deafening voice finally stopped coming from the phone, Wen Jingjing put the phone back on her ear with confidence.

"Okay, okay, I know you have been wronged. As for you, adults don't remember villains, and you just think, you are the prime minister, and the so-called prime minister can pull a boat in his stomach, so don't take this trivial matter to heart! You You have to think about your body, if you get angry, the baby in your belly will love you."

"Of course the baby in my belly will... um... hurt..." My stomach hurts!
Zhao Xiaotang's mobile phone fell from her hand, she covered her lower abdomen with her hands, and felt pain after bursts of pain, her originally rosy face had slowly lost its color and turned pale.

"Xiaotang? What's the matter? Do you have a stomachache?" Wen Jingjing asked eagerly, frowning.

Zhao Xiaotang suddenly interrupted his words, causing Wen Jingjing's heart to rise to her throat, and her hands tightened a little.

"It hurts... my stomach... hurts so much!" Zhao Xiaotang was in so much pain that he had no strength left, and could only spit out a few words from his mouth weakly intermittently.

"Don't be afraid, Xiaotang! Keep in touch with me on the phone, I'm always here, you breathe slowly, let your body relax, I'll go find you right away!"

Wen Jingjing called 120 with her home phone at home, and immediately ran out wearing slippers. On the way there, Wen Jingjing immediately called An Qimin.

"What's the matter?" An Qimin who got connected was going to a meeting. He didn't want to answer the phone at first, but seeing that it was Wen Jingjing and thinking of her relationship with Zhao Xiaotang, he got connected.

"Your wife is about to give birth!"

"Crack!" The document in his hand fell to the ground.

The accompanying assistant was taken aback by this sudden scene, quickly picked up the document on the ground, hugged it in his arms, and asked tentatively, "President?"

"Today's meeting is cancelled!" After finishing speaking, he ran out of the company without looking back.

The assistants are all stupid, this is a meeting of more than one billion yuan!How do you say cancel it?

An Qimin hurried back home, and everyone rushed to the hospital.

Zhao Xiaotang was lying on the first aid bed frame, his face was pale and sweating, An Qimin held her cold hand tightly with both hands, trying to convey his body temperature to her.

"Don't be afraid, my husband is always with you."

"I...I'm not afraid! But, I...it hurts!" Zhao Xiaotang had already started to cry. In front of An Qimin, she was always so dependent on him.

Zhao Xiaotang was about to give birth, she was pushed into the delivery room by the nurse, An Qimin wanted to enter together, tightly holding Zhao Xiaotang's hand and not letting go.

The doctor was very moved, but also very helpless, "Family members please wait outside, don't delay the pregnant woman's delivery time!"

An Qimin finally let go of his hand.

After Zhao Xiaotang opened the ten fingers, she began to give birth naturally. She obeyed the doctor's orders and did what the doctor said.

Heart-piercing shouts came from the delivery room without interruption, but the people standing outside couldn't do anything.

An Qimin frowned, every time Zhao Xiaotang yelled, he clenched his hand even tighter, and his heart also tugged, he wished he could rush in now, but he couldn't.

I don't know how long it took, the shouting in the delivery room became a little weak, but after a while, screaming broke out again.

An Qimin just stood outside the door all night, quietly maintaining the same posture from the beginning.

Wen Jingjing is not as calm as An Qimin, she sits for a while, stands for a while, and keeps saying to bless Zhao Xiaotang for a smooth delivery.

She never believed in ghosts and gods, but now she clasped her hands together, praying for the blessings of the gods, listening to Zhao Xiaotang's heart-piercing voice that gradually became hoarse, she felt extremely distressed.

In the end, worry overtook her reason, and she actually yelled at An Qimin to vent her uneasiness.

"What kind of child do you say you want! If Xiaotang has any troubles because of the child, I will never end with you!"

An Qimin didn't speak or refute, and remained motionless like a wooden man. What appeared in his mind over and over again was Zhao Xiaotang's heart-piercing cry and helpless pale face.

"Did you hear what I said! Xiaotang may step into the gate of hell at any time inside, how can you be so calm and not worried at all?"

How could An Qimin not be worried, but now he only thinks about Zhao Xiaotang in his heart, and he automatically blocks outside voices.

After Lin Jie received the call, he rushed over after finishing his work. As soon as he passed, he saw Wen Jingjing with unstable emotions, and hurried over to hug her in his arms.

Wen Jingjing leaned against Lin Jie's arms, complaining over and over again, venting her emotions.

When the noise finally stopped, Lin Jie dragged Wen Jingjing to a chair in the corridor to rest.