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When Leng Yanchi withdrew his eyes, he saw a young woman not far away, who seemed to be in a bit of a bad state, and her figure was a bit shaky.

But almost at that moment, she protected her flat belly with one hand and pressed her temple with the other.

"Honey, what's wrong with you." A young man hurried forward to help the woman: "Is the baby being naughty again?"

"How naughty can a two-month-old baby be." The woman smiled delicately while protecting her belly.

Leng Yanchi saw the woman's hands subconsciously protecting her abdomen.

He narrowed his eyes and glanced at Zhao Meiyan who was standing by his side, his eyes flashed, and a strange streak flashed by.

After standing her up with support, he pulled his hand away.

Zhao Meiyan also noticed his gaze. In her opinion, it was Leng Yanchi's extra concern.

Because she is pregnant, she pays special attention to other pregnant women.

"Young Master Leng, I'm fine, don't worry, I will give birth to our child well." Zhao Meiyan quietly raised her eyes to look at his perfect and deep profile.

The watery eyes are full of greed.

Leng Yanchi seemed not to listen to what Zhao Meiyan had to say, but Tang Jinjin's red-eyed and aggrieved look just now.

For a moment, Leng Yanchi's heart, which was usually calm, became very depressed.

His eyebrows were slightly frowned, and his solemn aura became more and more constricted.

Seeing him so serious, Zhao Meiyan felt a little flustered in her heart, did she see something?

"Let's go, I'll take you to your place."

After Leng Yanchi finished speaking, he walked away by himself.

Zhao Meiyan was taken aback for a moment, she thought that a man like Leng Yanchi might not be moved by the love between men and women, it should be normal to be colder.

She followed Leng Yanchi's footsteps without asking any further questions.

Tang Jinjin walked into the elevator angrily, very angry, but also afraid that the anger would affect the fetus.

She just kept stroking her belly.

"What happened just now? My brother thought you pushed that Zhao Meiyan to kill you?"

Tang Jinjin's fair face was also flushed red with anger, and she replied in a muffled voice, "Yes."

Leng Che's bronze-colored handsome face became a little confused: "Although my brother is a bit colder, I remember that he is so fierce to me only when I am naughty."

His eldest brother is mature and steady, never aggressive towards girls, what's wrong now, cares make chaos?

Hearing Leng Che's words, Tang Jinjin felt even more uncomfortable.

But when she thought about it, she could understand.

"It's normal for your brother to hate me, after all, I'm a stumbling block that he can't solve for a while."

A man like him who is used to turning his hands into clouds and rain and strategizing, even she can't solve it for a while, so it's normal to hate him.

The elevator arrived shortly after.

Tang Jinjin and Leng Che walked out of the elevator.

"Don't tell your mother later, she can't worry now."

"Okay." Leng Che responded readily.

However, Leng Che promised well, turned around and told his mother when he found time.

"Lafayette, what do you think, didn't you agree to divorce?"

Leng Che sat down at the dining table and asked in a low voice.

Mrs. Leng ate the cherries gracefully, and cast a teasing look at Leng Che.

She didn't speak, with an inscrutable look.

Leng Che was impatient, so he immediately moved closer.

"Mom, what kind of medicine are you selling in your gourd?"

Leng Che was in a hurry.

"What are you in a hurry for?" Mrs. Leng's eyes gradually turned disgusted.

"I'm curious."

"I'm not going to tell you."

Leng Che: "..."

He was scratching his heart, but this little old lady was pretending to be profound.

"Mom, please." Leng Che was impatient, shaking the arm of his old Buddha.

Mrs. Leng glanced at him from the end of her eyes, and snorted softly: "Do you think your brother really likes that woman?"

Leng Che immediately became quiet and meditative: "A person like my brother probably wouldn't take the initiative to like women."

"Is that right?"

"Huh?" Leng Che was confused.

Just when Leng Che was about to ask, Mrs. Leng caught a glimpse of Tang Jinjin from the corner of her eye.

"Jinjin, come and eat cherries, they are fresh, sweet and sour."

Madam Leng pushed Leng Che who was pulling her away, and waved to Tang Jinjin with smiling eyes.

As soon as Tang Jinjin saw the loving Mrs. Leng, she immediately felt better.

"Okay, I want to eat sweet and sour, hehe."

Because she doesn't have to suppress morning sickness, she now wants to eat something sour, sweet and refreshing.

"Sour, hot girl, what's that sweet and sour?" Mrs. Leng looked at Tang Jinjin's pregnant belly curiously.

"Daughter, because daughters are all Britney Sweets." Leng Che was pushed over with disgust, and Ge You lay back on the seat.

Mrs. Leng loves to hear this.

"Definitely sure."

After Mrs. Leng greeted Tang Jinjin, one second she was still smiling lovingly, and the next second, she looked at her youngest son who was leaning there like a piece of egg.

"After lunch, go back to rest and take a bath. I even suspect that you haven't taken a bath for a month. I hate it."

Leng Che immediately sat up straight, and pulled up his sleeves: "I'm tanned, and my body is white."

"So go back and have a good rest, let your brother come over at night."

When Leng Che heard this, he was dumbfounded again.

"My brother should be busy with..."

"It's my wife who is important, or other women."

"Of course Lafayette is important." Leng Che avoided being abused, and immediately changed his words.

Hearing this, Tang Jinjin's heart, which had been cheerful just now, instantly became a little uneasy.

She was afraid of Leng Yanchi, deep down in her bones.

I don't know why, when I see his eyes, I can always think of the man who robbed her that night.

Madam Leng saw Tang Jinjin lower her head, her small body trembled suddenly.

She immediately held Tang Jinjin's little hand: "Jinjin, what's wrong? Yo, your hands are so cold."

Tang Jinjin didn't stop with her hands, she felt cold all over when she thought of facing Leng Yanchi.

"It's okay, it's okay, I just washed my hands." Tang Jinjin raised her head, her beautiful eyes that were as pure as stars were bent.

Pretend to be nothing.

……

Seven o'clock at night.

Leng Yanchi walked into the ward, wearing a well-tailored dark gray suit with a neatly tied tie, giving off a subtle abstinence.

As soon as he entered the ward, Tang Jinjin raised his eyes subconsciously.

Leng Yanchi glanced casually.

The eyes of the two met in mid-air.

His deep eyes were darker than the sky, and there was a thin layer of ice floating in front of the pupils, which highlighted the cold temperament in his bones.

A glance made her feel inexplicably nervous.

Tang Jinjin suppressed his smile in an instant, instead of calling him Brother Yanchi as usual.

Just quietly by the bed, silent.

Mrs. Leng could tell something was wrong at a glance, and immediately asked, "I just got off work."

"En." Leng Yanchi responded calmly.

Averting his eyes, he walked towards the sofa calmly and indifferently, took off his tie, took off his suit and put it on the sofa.

"Have you eaten yet?"

"No."

"Jinjin, go and warm him up a meal."

Tang Jinjin, who was called out suddenly, was a little confused.

Mother Leng wouldn't let her into the kitchen, why did she suddenly ask her to warm up dinner for Leng Yanchi?

Tang Jinjin glanced at Aunt Juan again.

Aunt Juan is still here.