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Just as she stood up, a sudden wave of dizziness struck her. She hurriedly tried to support herself against the wall, but a pair of powerful arms tightly embraced her …

"What's wrong?" His voice sounded a little urgent as he pressed his hands against his temples. Feeling a little better, she pulled away from his embrace. "Maybe I woke up too quickly. Why did you come back so early?"

"Yeah, the company didn't have anything to do, so they came back."

His voice had calmed down, but he still helped her to the sofa and sat down. He then looked at her pale face doubtfully. "Are you really alright?"

After thinking for a while, she shook her head again, "I'm fine. I'll go cook. You go take a bath first …"

"Yan Yan, you don't look good. Take a rest first and let sister-in-law Qin do it." He held her down, his voice firm, not allowing her to refuse.

A month had passed, and he had come and gone regularly with her every day. He had never gone anywhere with her, but he would often be alone and lost in thought. He had things on his mind, but she only pretended not to know.

"Alright, you go take a bath."

He turned around and went upstairs. Looking at his back, he began to think that maybe she should go to the hospital tomorrow to check up on him. Maybe she would surprise him when his birthday came.

She couldn't help but stroke her lower abdomen. A few days ago, she started to vomit from time to time. She had been pregnant before, so she already knew what that meant.

When he thought about how she had to use security measures to make him angry, he felt like he had found some courage. Perhaps this child was her lucky star, the one who saved her seemingly delicate marriage with him, but in fact, the one that was on the verge of collapse …

"Auntie, please give me a few more days. I'll immediately sell the painting and pay your rent …"

Su Lai was wearing a dirty work shirt. Her long hair was casually tied up and stained with paint. She stood at the entrance of the alley and begged …

"Who knows how long it takes for your painting to be sold? "There are a lot of people waiting to rent my house right now. I can't let my business get delayed because of you!"

The landlord shouted loudly, and then he began to instruct his husband to rush into the house and throw things.

Su Lai hurriedly tried to protect her painting and paintbrush, but with a bang, a pile of items was thrown out. Multicolored pigments spilled all over the ground, even spattering a few drops on her face …

She gritted her teeth and watched as her beloved stack of paintings was thrown haphazardly to the ground. Finally, she couldn't hold back her tears anymore …

After crying for a long time, seeing the landlord take out a lock and lock it, and his own case and a pile of broken items piled up on the stairs, Su Lei helplessly looked at the mess on the ground. In the end, he couldn't help but take out his phone.

It was a pitch black night and no starlight could be seen. She couldn't even gather fifty yuan from her body no matter how she searched. In this familiar city, other than him, who else could she rely on?

When the phone rang, Shen Canghao was watching TV in the living room. As for his smiling face, she was focused on peeling the apples in a circle, winding out a long red line. The color was moving …

"Ah Hao …"

Su Lai's voice was timid but clearly heard. She stopped smiling and raised her head to look at him doubtfully. Shen Canghao immediately stood up and covered the receiver with her hand as she walked out of the living room …

The knife in Huaiyan's hand fell down with a bang. She pinched the half-peeled apple, staring blankly at his back as he hurried out.

With a single explanation, no …

He didn't even try to cover up his nervousness.

He did not know that they were sitting so close to each other, but could she faintly hear that woman's voice?

The rowdy crowd on TV all looked so happy, but their tears fell as they watched. What was going on with her? Are pregnant women sentimental?

She wiped away her tears and began to peel the apple again. However, the long skin was broken and could no longer connect with the apple. The top half was smooth and the bottom half was ugly and full of potholes.

He quickly turned back, but his expression was solemn as he grabbed the jacket and said to Huan Yan, "Yan Yan, something happened to one of the employees in the company. I need to go over now. You go to sleep early, don't wait for me."

As he said that, he rushed outside, stood up happily and chased after her, "Ah Hao … Do you have to go? "

Was this the real reason for the employee accident?

"Yan Yan Yan, I don't have much time to talk to you. Sleep first, we'll talk about this when I get back."

He did not stop and continued to walk outside, but his voice was clearly impatient and impatient.

"Will you come back? "Tonight …"

He stopped, turned around, and looked at the slightly pale face with slightly red eyes. Shen Canghao gritted his teeth, nodded, and turned around, striding into the night …

She staggered two steps forward, but suddenly held onto the wall and stood still. "You're not coming back …" "I know, I know …"

She even cleaned up the table and the floor before slowly walking up the stairs. She obediently took a bath, changed into a soft nightgown and went to bed. She turned off the lights, covered her eyes with a blanket, and …

Go to sleep, sleep, forget everything.

She thought that she wouldn't be able to sleep through the night, but she didn't know that when a person habitually self-drugged, habitually forgetting their injuries, her mind would be completely blank, making it easy for her to fall asleep …

That night, she slept soundly. It was just that when she woke up in the morning, she felt that her face was tight and uncomfortable. When she touched her pillow, she was completely drenched.

There was no sign of anyone sleeping by her side as she slowly washed up with a happy face. She had a fantasy that by the time she packed up and went downstairs, he would be at the table eating breakfast.