C17

"What is it? If you can see her as one of your own, can't she? " Duan Wenyu laughed, it was just that Rong Xuan was right, she never treated her as her little sister.

It had been four months. She was already four months pregnant, and he had not had a single day in those four months.

He admitted it was because he cared about a person, because he didn't know how to be good to her, so he could only hurt her.

The rain outside the window gradually became heavier. The wind blew against the white curtains of his study, and he felt cold all over.

The French window was not closed. He walked over slowly and closed the curtain.

She raised her head and looked down at the garden, as if she could still see Duan Wenzhuo's usual strolling scene.

Ever since she became pregnant, she had become thinner and thinner. He could see and feel her pain in his heart.

When the nanny knocked on the door, Tang Hongbo was deep in his thoughts.

"Sir, it's time for dinner."

After a long while, Tang Hongbo finally responded with a low voice.

Dinner at the table was a very heartfelt affair, and the nanny would always try to cook for them in a different way.

Tang Hongbo's expression was normal as he looked at the empty seat opposite him.

"Where's Madame?"

"Madam said she doesn't want to eat anymore." The nanny replied softly.

He knew that. She had a bad appetite lately, and she never had enough to eat.

"Forget it, is there any porridge?" Tang Hongbo asked.

"This... I'm sorry, sir, but there's no porridge in the recipe tonight. " The nanny said awkwardly.

"Alright, I understand."

After Tang Hongbo finished eating, he jumped into the kitchen. Even the nanny was shocked.

"Sir, let me do it." The nanny looked at the Tang Hongbo who was not very skilled in cooking porridge.

Nanny could not stand watching this any longer, so she interrupted him.

"No need." Tang Hongbo only indifferently replied with two words.

He had not done anything for her for so long, and he must have felt bad about it.

The heavy rain that never stopped disturbed Duan Wenzhuo, making her unable to sleep soundly.

She stood by the window and reached out to touch her belly.

The only person that was closest to her in this world lied there, but Duan Wenzhuo would always inexplicably feel flustered.

Baby, mother will definitely protect you well for the rest of your life, Duan Wenzhuo thought.

When Tang Hongbo came in, he saw Duan Wenzhuo wearing thin clothes standing before the window, lost in thought

He didn't even know when he came in.

Tang Hongbo sighed to himself and put down the porridge in his hands. He reached for a jacket on the bed and draped it over her body.

Duan Wenzhuo was startled, then turned her head, and saw the indifferent Tang Hongbo.

Duan Wenzhuo looked at the clothes on her body, and said softly.

"Thank you."

"What are you so lost in? You don't even know that I entered." Tang Hongbo's voice did not sound warm at all.

"I'm sorry." Duan Wenzhuo lowered her head, looking extremely obedient.

Every time Tang Hongbo saw her expression, he felt very agitated in his heart.

Tang Hongbo did not mind, and continued to speak.

"Come here and drink the porridge." His words were filled with an unquestionable tone.

Duan Wenzhuo moved over and sat on the edge of the bed step by step as she whispered to her in a soft tone.

"I don't want to eat. I can't."

Tang Hongbo didn't say anything and dragged a chair to sit in front of her. Then, he scooped up a spoonful of porridge and placed it next to her mouth.

"Eat." His voice was ice-cold and unquestionable.

Duan Wenzhuo looked at the white porridge. She really didn't have any appetite, but looking at Tang Hongbo's expression, which said "if you don't eat it you'll be sentenced to death", she could only open her mouth and eat the porridge.

The moment the porridge entered his mouth, Duan Wenzhuo's expression changed.

With a mouthful of congee in her mouth, she couldn't swallow it down yet still couldn't spit it out. She looked at Tang Hongbo with tears in her eyes, hoping that he could understand her eyes.

He purposely messed with her at home when the babysitter changed. Why was the congee salty?

"What is it? "Is it delicious?" Tang Hongbo looked at her, a bit of expectation in his eyes.

Duan Wenzhuo was really unable to say the word delicious, so she could only shake her head.

Tang Hongbo's face darkened.

"I cooked this." He spoke in a serious manner.

Duan Wenzhuo's eyes widened as she looked at him in disbelief. Then, she choked as a mouthful of porridge flowed down her throat.

Duan Wenzhuo coughed out a few tears. She looked at him with a complicated expression.

Tang Hongbo seemed to be helpless as he returned the porridge back to its place.

"Forget it, I'll take you out to eat." Tang Hongbo stood up and said softly.

Duan Wenzhuo looked out the window at the pitch-black sky and the heavy rain.

"But it's raining." Duan Wenzhuo said softly.

"Let's go." Tang Hongbo ignored Duan Wenzhuo's words, he only extended his hand to grab Duan Wenzhuo's jacket, wanting to help her put it on.

Duan Wenzhuo unnaturally dodged it for a while.

"I-I'll do it myself." Duan Wenzhuo's voice was very soft.

"Stand still. Don't move." Tang Hongbo's tone was neither warm nor hot.

But when Duan Wenzhuo heard him, he could only let him put on his clothes meticulously bit by bit. Duan Wenzhuo felt a little unaccustomed to his closeness.

It was as if she did not know Tang Hongbo anymore.

Actually, it was just eating, she had only eaten a little bit of the white porridge and the small dishes. She really didn't have any appetite and this white porridge was even finished under Tang Hongbo's threat.

"Actually, you don't need to bring me out. That porridge is a bit salty, but it's actually still okay." Duan Wenzhuo said after thinking for a while. She was naturally talking about the bowl of porridge Tang Hongbo had cooked for her.

"Even if you don't want to, the child must." Tang Hongbo looked at her stomach and said.

Sure enough, after all that was said and done, it was still for his own child. If not for this child, even if she had starved to death, Tang Hongbo would probably still have coldly observed what was happening.

The little bit of joy in her heart vanished in an instant. What was she looking forward to? Actually, there was nothing.

Tang Hongbo looked at her darkening eyes and knew what she was thinking about. He wanted to explain himself, but the words that were just coming out of his mouth were unable to come up with anything.

Because of the harm he had done to her in the past, even if he understood her feelings, it would be difficult for him to tell her about it now.

Looking at her stomach which was growing bigger and bigger, he finally understood that he had already fallen for her a long time ago. It was just that he had never realized this before, and as he was immersed in the joy of Duan Wenyu's return, he forgot that all these years, it was this woman who had always been by his side.

"Let's go home." Tang Hongbo looked at her and said softly.

The rain never stopped and the restaurant was extremely high-end, so it naturally had its own car park. Tang Hongbo stood up and went to settle the bill, and when she returned, she saw Duan Wenzhuo alone with her head lowered, leaning on the white jade stone pillar in the hall. The luxurious crystal lamp, illuminated her fair white face.

Tang Hongbo had always seen her as a substitute for Duan Wenyu, but today, he felt that her beauty was a level higher than Duan Wenyu.

Just as he was about to walk over, he saw a man he didn't want to see. This man was following Duan Wenyu around, and they walked straight towards him.

"Wenzhuo, why are you here?" Duan Wenyu was slightly surprised to see Duan Wenzhuo here.

"Sister Wenyu, you also came here to eat?" When Duan Wenzhuo saw Duan Wenyu, her mood obviously improved.

"Well, what about you? Are you alone? " Duan Wenyu asked with a flower-like smile.

"No, I …" Duan Wenzhuo said halfway and suddenly stopped talking. If Duan Wenyu knew that she came here with Tang Hongbo, she would definitely misunderstand.

"I brought her here." Tang Hongbo's voice that could not be heard was slowly transmitted over.

Duan Wenzhuo thought that this was definitely a big misunderstanding.

Duan Wenyu looked at her, and her smile froze on her face. Tang Hongbo?

Why did he actually reject her request and bring Duan Wenzhuo to eat? Could it be that his heart had already begun to lean towards her? No, no.

Duan Wenyu secretly clenched her fists, but on the surface, she looked as relaxed as ever.

"Oh, Hongbo, what a coincidence." Other than this, what else could Duan Wenyu say?

Tang Hongbo nodded his head symbolically.

"Yoh, Boss Tang, what a coincidence. I never would have thought that you would come visit us, this kind of small shop." He had not spoken a word the entire time, but when he saw Tang Hongbo, he said it in a weird tone.

"En, the store is small, so I can meet all sorts of people, so next time I'll definitely come visit." Tang Hongbo's words were fierce and poisonous.

Rong Xuan's face alternated between green and white. Everyone in the shopping mall knew that Tang Hongbo's venomous tongue was famous, and he normally would not easily say anything hypocritical, only saying something extremely shocking.

"You were with him?" Tang Hongbo looked at Duan Wenyu and snorted.

"No, don't misunderstand me. Hongbo, we just happened to meet by chance, so we had a meal together." Duan Wenyu's explanation sounded urgent and loud.

Causing Duan Wenzhuo, who was at the side, to feel awkward for the moment.

Maybe Duan Wenyu also realized that she might be a little anxious, so she could only hide it with a smile.

"What's wrong with that? Wenzhuo, let's go." Tang Hongbo said as he pulled Duan Wenzhuo's hand and walked towards the elevator.

Duan Wenyu watched from behind as their hands intersected, she bit her lips tightly, not letting her tears fall, but the hatred and anger in her eyes, made her look extremely ruthless.

"Your eyes have already betrayed you, do you still like Tang Hongbo?"

Rong Xuan who had been standing at the side for a long time asked indifferently.