Doctor Jiang’s Beloved Sweetheart

"Oh, what kind of husband are you looking for? Can a big person run away? Come over to my old lady!"

"You can't drink a bowl of brown sugar water by yourself!"

"Fuck you, who are you arguing with your husband to take you? The relationship for so many years is no match for a scumbag who once lost you, right? Okay, see it through, see it through, and break it in the future!" Ding Baoyi was furious.

"I really convinced you, but I chose this time to delay my work!"

"Hehe, my elder aunt is here, do I have the final say? Come here as soon as possible!"

"..."

Helpless, Yan Nian had to change direction and took the subway to Ding Baoyi's house.

She rarely takes a taxi now.

Although she has not recovered her memory, the dream, the car accident, and the **** scene cast a shadow on her.

She would rather squeeze the subway than take a taxi, because she was afraid that the unbearable past would wrap her up.

When she arrived at Ding Baoyi's house, Ding Baoyi had been using Huanyannian to work, while she was lying on the sofa, looking like an uncle.

Yannian finally quit.

"I'm a pregnant woman, and you asked me to sweep and mop the floor for you to wash your clothes. If you can, can you?"

"Isn't it uncomfortable for my aunt, let you do a job to see you wronged!"

"Hmph, listening to you is full of anger, not at all like the person whose aunt hurts."

Yannian squinted slightly to look at Ding Baoyi.

Ding Baoyi snorted, her face unchanged, "I want me to take off my pants and show you, am I wearing auntie's towel?"

"Forget it, disgusting."

He was half-believing, and didn't say anything more.

I took care of Ding Baoyi all day.

Ding Baoyi left her here in the evening, not letting her leave.

Say nothing to let words and thoughts go.

Jiang Beiyuan sent a WeChat message to Yannian.

"My wife, I'm sorry, I was too busy so I didn't call you. I'm going back this weekend. Take care of yourself and don't worry about me."

"..."

Yannian looked at this WeChat for a long time, but she said nothing.

Even, she did not reply.

I don't know what is thinking in my heart.

...

the next day.

Compared with yesterday, Ding Baoyi's face has become very pale, and her lips are also pale.

The pain was so painful that I couldn't even get out of bed.

Yannian took care of her for another day.

She knew her aunt's pain, and sometimes it took two consecutive days.

Usually the second and third days are the most painful.

That night, at the same time, Yannian received another WeChat from Jiang Beiyuan.

"Wife, good night. [Moon] [Moon] [Moon]"

"..."

Yannian still did not reply.

Early the next morning, she finished washing and was about to go out.

Ding Baoyi pulled her away.

"Looking at my face so pale, do you have the heart to leave!"

"Sister Ding, your face is so pale that something is wrong."

Yannian raised a hand, and suddenly touched Ding Baoyi's pale face.

I felt a thick layer of powder.

When Ding Baoyi licked her lips in embarrassment, Yannian's hand slowly dropped, and a layer of white powder remained on her mouth.

"I, I'm afraid that my complexion is bad, so I applied some powder. You also know that I have a better makeup!"

"Oh~ How about putting on such heavy makeup at home?"

"I am—"

"Okay don't pretend it!"

Yannian's face became serious.

"I'm going out to find the answer now. If it's a sister, don't stop me. If you stop me for a day or two, can you stop me for the rest of my life? Knowing that you feel sorry for my pregnancy. Less is enough."