Chapter 107

The next morning, Lin Wenwen was woken up by Lu Jingshen's phone call. He took a look at Lin Wenwen who was sleeping and went to the bathroom to pick up the phone.

"What's the matter?"

"Inconvenient."

He just said two words, then hung up the phone, Lin Wenwen heard clearly, she rubbed her eyes, lazy scattered body.

Today's sun is a bit dark, like not waking up. Later, I will go to a high-end hotel in Yuncheng with Lu Jingshen according to the agreement to meet Jiang Yiping, and then the three people will go to the cemetery together.

This almost destroyed Lin Wenwen's mood for the weekend, not because she went to the cemetery, but because she wanted to see Jiang Yiping, which made her feel uncomfortable.

The first time we met, Jiang Yiping's calm and generous appearance even made Lin Wenwen feel that she was such an easy-going and elegant woman.

But the second time we met, only when there were three of them left, Jiang Yiping showed her aggressive personality. Lin Wenwen knew that the first time she was dignified and elegant was just her deliberate performance in front of the public.

Lu Jingshen, who was walking out of the bathroom, saw Lin Wenwen sit up and walk straight over. He held her waist and legs, put his hands cunningly on her abdomen, held her in his arms, lowered his head to her ear and whispered, "my son wakes up?"

Lin Wenwen, who was still in a daze, was awakened by Lu Jingshen's words. It was like an ice rain for no reason, watering out all her emotions.

The temperature of Lu Jingshen's palm was like an electric current to her, paralyzing her and reminding her that children's affairs could not be delayed any longer.

Lin Wenwen knew clearly, but she was still looking for the right opportunity. She had a hunch that it would happen soon.

"En..." Lin Wenwen smiles and looks back, "what time do you start?" She asked and got out of bed, pretending to be casual. In fact, she wanted to escape from Lu Jingshen's arms as soon as possible.

Since the child had an accident, every time Lu Jingshen was close to her, she felt extremely nervous, so nervous that she could hardly breathe.

So, she can only escape again and again, as far as possible.

"Don't worry about starting after breakfast." Lu Jingshen said, tying the button on the sleeve of his shirt, lowering his head, while tidying up his clothes, he said casually, "by the way, it's time to have a regular pregnancy test tomorrow. If you don't want to go out, I'll call a doctor to come home."

Lin wenleng was at the bathroom door. Her face was a little pale for a moment. Her blood seemed to have no strength and could not flow to her brain. She swallowed her saliva and pretended to be calm and said, "Oh, no, anyway, I have a cigarette appointment tomorrow. By the way, she will accompany me to the hospital."

"Yes Lu Jingshen nodded, and his eyes still stayed on his clothes. He didn't seem to doubt Lin Wenwen's words, which made Lin Wen feel relieved.

Into the bathroom, she still can't stop the heartbeat, once, full of strength reverberate in the chest, shock people all over the pain.

After breakfast, Lu Jingshen drives with Lin Wenwen to the hotel where Jiang Yiping lives. He is in an orderly way.

The air conditioner was always on in the car, but Lin Wenwen always felt a little stuffy. Her palms and forehead were filled with sweat, some crystal clear. Her heart is always hanging. After returning from C City, every time she gets along with Lu Jingshen alone, she feels full of pressure. It seems that she has done something wrong to him.

About the baby in her stomach, Lin Wenwen feels like a betrayer. She can't protect the baby well. Although it's not her fault, she still keeps blaming herself.

Until the door of Jiang Yiping's Hotel, Lin Wen was a little relieved. At least Lu Jingshen's attention would not be focused on her alone.

In the parking lot, Lin Wenwen refuses Lu Jingshen's offer, so he goes upstairs alone to pick up Jiang Yiping, while Lin Wenwen sits in the car waiting and obediently goes to the back seat.

About 15 minutes later, Jiang Yiping and Lu Jingshen appear at the elevator entrance and walk towards the car. Lin Wenwen gets out of the car and says hello. In the car, she tries to practice her expression and try not to make it too stiff.

"Mom..." when Lin Wenwen's voice just came out, she still felt very uncomfortable, but this was Jiang Yiping's request. She could only listen to it, not to mention it was a matter of course.

Jiang Yiping is dressed in a dark blue heavy silk suit with a butterfly pattern in the corner and trouser legs, which is not only solemn and steady, but also not too bright.

The shape of butterfly is lifelike. At first glance, it is embroidered with the hand-made embroidery method of Jiangnan Suzhou embroidery. Different from ordinary embroidery, Jiangnan Suzhou embroidery is better than traditional embroidery in that the needle and thread are very fine.

Only in this way can we clearly depict every detail of the butterfly, even the veins in the wings and the patterns on the body, which are all embroidered needle by needle, so it looks very delicate and moving.

Lin Wenwen only knows a little about embroidery. As a child, he often heard his mother Xu Wanqing say that Xu Wanqing was born in the south of the Yangtze River, so he always has an irreplaceable love for embroidery in the south of the Yangtze River.

Therefore, Jiang Yiping's clothes, regardless of the brand, the silk quality or even the workmanship, are worth a lot of money. In order to find some topics as much as possible to make the atmosphere less awkward, Lin Wenwen praised Jiang Yiping's dress as soon as she saw her. Fortunately, Lin Wenwen could still say a few words about embroidery based on her memory of her mother. Jiang Yiping is smiling, the expression on her face is obviously dismissive, "the observation is so meticulous, the mind is really deep, the depth of field you have to guard against, all say, this pillow side person will harm people invisible." Her voice reverberates in the parking lot. Lin Wenwen would have expected that she would not have a good attitude. However, Jiang Yiping's words are so unbearable. Not only she but also Jiang Yiping herself are not so good-looking. See Lin Wenwen embarrassed Leng in situ, a face expressionless appearance, Lu Jingshen broke the silence with a smile“ Ms. Jiang, if you are interested, I can contact the boss of the entertainment company who is familiar with me, and let them invite you to be a screenwriter next time when there is a movie to shoot Jiang Yiping stares at Lin Wenwen, who is always holding her head down. Then she turns her eyes to her son. She turns her eyes and says, "I just made a joke with Wen Wen. Do you make fun of your mother like this? If I become a screenwriter, I will arrange a good role for you, ha ha ha..." Jiang Yiping and Lu Jingshen get on the bus, Lin Wenwen clenched her fist and couldn't move. She secretly made up her mind that she would never try to please Jiang Yiping again. What she just thought now seems so ridiculous. Lin Wenwen thinks, with indignation, that he has never flattered Lu Jingshen. He ponders over the contractual marriage that doesn't know when to end. Why waste time on Jiang Yiping. It doesn't matter whether she likes me or not. Along the way, Lin Wenwen sat in the back seat and said nothing. It was not that she deliberately did not speak, but that she could not get into the conversation between Jiang Yiping and Lu Jingshen, and she did not want to be involved in their conversation. I'm afraid that if I say something unimportant, it will cause Jiang Yiping's sarcasm and censure. Now Lin Wenwen is particularly vulnerable. She can't resist these disasters any more. After driving for a long time, Lin Wenwen almost fell asleep. It took two and a half hours to get to the cemetery of Yuncheng, which is very far away from the city. It's close to the mountain and faces the sea. I heard that crossing the mountain behind is beyond the boundary of Yuncheng. Jiang Yiping took a look at Lin Wenwen. She rolled her eyes and said coldly, "look what it looks like!" At this time, Lin Wenwen realized that when she was sleeping in the back seat, she had no intention of disturbing her hair. She hurriedly arranged her hair and pulled it up. With her natural and generous appearance, she looked a little charming. Master Lu's graveyard is in the middle of the graveyard. It's the most luxurious graveyard here. It's a large area. The stone tablet is almost high enough to poke into the clouds. That's Lin Wenwen's feeling. She sighs to herself, but it's what she expected. Jiang Yiping looked at the tombstone for a long time and then said silently, "master, I've come to see you. How are you doing? I'm fine. Everything's fine. I miss you occasionally. My son is married. Today, I bring my wife to see you..." Jiang Yiping touched the photo on the tombstone and whispered a few words. Lin Wenwen found out, The picture on the tombstone is the man in the frame broken in Lu Jingshen's office yesterday. Standing in front of the tombstone, Lu Jingshen never gives a glance. He is wearing sunglasses. Lin Wenwen secretly turns his head to see him, but he can't see him clearly“ Hello uncle, I didn't expect to meet you in this way. My name is Lin Wenwen. You can call me Wenwen. I hope you can protect your grandson and help me take good care of him when he gets there. " Lin Wenwen was reading it silently in her heart. Her eyes suddenly felt sour. Standing in the cemetery, she said these words to Lu Jingshen's dead father. To her, it was like seeing her child off. Sometimes the sense of ceremony will release the feelings of adults, making happiness more happy, but making sadness worse than death. Finally, when he was about to leave, Lu Jingshen took Lin Wenwen by the hand and bowed to the master of the Lu family. Lin Wenwen, too, prayed devoutly. When walking out of the cemetery, Lin Wenwen looks back at the tombstone. The man on the tombstone still has bright eyes and handsome face. Looking back at Lu Jingshen again, his frowns and his breathing rate seemed to make Lin Wenwen see the child's blurred appearance, gradually clea