Hiding her pregnant belly and leaving, the CEO's ex-husband cried red eyes

Lu Beichuan looked at her with interest, looking forward to her next words.

An Xia continued, "I regret marrying you so much. I would rather marry a dog than a scheming man like you!"

Lu Beichuan's eyebrows turned colder, and terrifying anger condensed in his dark pupils.

"Can you say that again?"

"I can say it ten times. The decision I regret the most in my life is marrying a piece of trash like you. You cheated on me during the marriage, and even threatened and blackmailed me when we divorced. If I had married a dog, I wouldn't have had so many problems."

After An Xia said that, she picked up her bowl of noodles and went upstairs.

Although this was cooked by Lu Beichuan and it was a bit disgusting, An Xia would definitely not go against her own health at this time.

They hadn't eaten for the whole day, and if they went hungry again, it would not be Lu Beichuan's stomach that would be hurt, but hers.

She also has to work hard to make money to treat her father's illness, and also work hard to make money to completely redeem her freedom.

So she would never hurt herself because of a momentary anger.

Sitting on the terrace on the second floor, eating the steaming egg noodles, An Xia felt mixed emotions.

The last time I tasted Lu Beichuan’s cooking was three years ago.

Lu Beichuan's craftsmanship was actually average, but An Xia's admiration for him as a girl made her look at everything he did through a powerful filter.

As long as Lu Beichuan cooks the food, An Xia eats not just the taste but the thoughtfulness behind it.

Lu Beichuan had no interest in cooking. He learned to cook for Ming Xiyu.

Ming Xiyu's figure is not naturally thin, and because of her large frame, even with the standard height and weight, she looks a bit big and fat.

Girls are born with a love of beauty, and the circle they move in is even more unusual, full of contrasts and comparisons. Over time, Ming Xiyu developed morbid thoughts. Since she couldn't lose weight quickly through normal exercise, Ming Xiyu simply went on a hunger strike to lose weight.

As time went by, she developed anorexia. But she was still in her growth period, and fasting and relying on nutritional injections was not a long-term solution.

Later, no one knew who suggested that Lu Beichuan cook, and Ming Xiyu had a rare good meal.

When someone else changed the person, Ming Xiyu neither accepted nor ate it.

The Ming and Lu families have been friends for many years. Seeing Ming Xiyu becoming increasingly thin and haggard, the Lu family could not pretend not to see it, so Song Lanzhi asked Lu Beichuan to learn cooking and cook for Ming Xiyu.

Later, perhaps out of envy, An Xia also asked to try Lu Beichuan's cooking skills, but she couldn't enjoy it as blatantly as Ming Xiyu, so she could only put forward conditions in exchange.

In order for Ming Xiyu to easily acquire this skill, An Xia must have put in a lot of effort behind the scenes.

From the lower middle of the grade to the top five.

From being a poor student in sports to being able to get extra points in sports.

From not being able to read musical notation to obtaining the tenth level piano certificate.

These seemingly easy achievements were the result of An Xia's unremitting efforts of studying late into the night for hundreds and thousands of hours.

In the past, whenever An Xia saw Lu Beichuan's cooking skills, she would always get very excited and would take dozens of photos with her phone.

But now when he looks at An Xia again, he has nothing else to say except for his past feelings of innocence and ignorance.

Once something changes, there is no going back.

After finishing the noodles, An Xia stared blankly at the quiet night outside the terrace for a while, calmed down her emotions that seemed to have been agitated just now, and then she packed up the dishes and went downstairs.

As soon as she walked to the kitchen door, An Xia heard Lu Beichuan talking on the phone with someone.

"Okay, don't be afraid. I'll be there now. Just stay on the bed and don't move." Lu Beichuan's tone was impatient but also concerned.

An Xia didn't even have to think too much to guess who was on the other end of the phone.

The next second, Lu Beichuan hurried out while wiping the water off his hands.

Seeing An Xia standing outside the kitchen with an expressionless face, he stopped abruptly.

An Xia didn't react much, she just said: "Go fast, she must need you now."

It would be best if something unexpected happened when I stepped on the accelerator.

This way she wouldn't have to go through the trouble of raising 20 million for them to live together again.

Lu Beichuan frowned and subconsciously raised his foot to walk away, but he stopped, looked at An Xia and gave her instructions.

"Xiyu seems to have a miscarriage. I'll go over to take a look and I'll be back soon."

An Xia smiled.

Once he has entered Ming Xiyu's arms, would he be willing to leave?

He wouldn't feel guilty saying this.

What's even more ridiculous is that An Xia thought that Lu Beichuan didn't seek out Ming Xiyu to vent the effects of the drugs in his body because he still had some feelings for her.

But now it seems that he was just worried about hurting Ming Xiyu's stomach.

Her heart was tossing and turning as it fell into the ice cellar. An Xia no longer had the energy to care or argue anymore.

She didn't respond, but just carried the empty bowl and chopsticks past Lu Beichuan and went into the kitchen. Soon, the sound of running water from the faucet could be heard.

Lu Beichuan looked at her back with deep eyes, as if he had a hundred hesitations, but in the end he still chose to go find Ming Xiyu.

-

Xinkang emergency room late at night.

Several obstetricians and gynecologists had just fallen asleep for a short while when they were woken up by a phone call from their leader and urged to come to the hospital. After taking turns examining Ming Xiyu's body, they agreed to give a conclusion.

"Ms. Ming feels uncomfortable in her stomach probably because she ate too much..."

The doctor felt embarrassed when he said this.

Lu Beichuan frowned and turned to look at Ming Xiyu, who was still pretending to be weak on the hospital bed.

The latter was not affected at all, and was still stroking her pregnant belly which was not yet visible with worry.

"I'm just worried that I'm eating too little and it will have a bad effect on the baby's development. Beichuan, you don't want me to give birth to a skinny, weak and sickly baby, do you?"

Ming Xiyu looked up at Lu Beichuan pitifully.

"In order to bring this child into this world safely and healthily, I even neglected my body shape. You should know how important a perfect body shape is to a woman. I have worked very hard, please understand me."

Ming Xiyu complained to Lu Beichuan in a coquettish manner.

Several doctors turned their eyes and heads around and looked at each other.

Almost all the doctors in Xinkang knew about Lu Beichuan and An Xia’s secret marriage.

Tonight, Mr. Lu brought a pregnant woman who they were not familiar with...

And judging from the attitude of this pregnant woman, it seems that Mr. Lu is the father of the child in her belly...

Lu Beichuan raised his hand tiredly and pressed his sore brows.

Subconsciously, I thought of the little woman who was still at home.

An Xia has always been lax in controlling her figure. She has always been casual about eating and drinking as she pleases, and not taking things to heart.

If she were pregnant, she would definitely not be as pretentious as Ming Xiyu.

Complaining about this and that.

If she's pregnant...

Lu Beichuan stopped what he was doing.

This plan, which he had rejected for three consecutive years, now seemed a little more interesting.