In another courtyard.
Under Feng Yichen's meticulous care of Mo Lingwei's body, it seemed like a day by day.
Ever since he learned that Mo Lingwei was pregnant, Feng Shaojin didn't dare to irritate her like before, and seemed extremely cautious, for fear of provoking her to move her fetus.
Feng Shaojin bought all kinds of pickled plums and sour fruits as usual.
As soon as he went upstairs, he saw Mo Lingwei standing on the balcony, with his arms resting on the railing, and he stretched his neck to look out.
He thought that Mo Lingwei wanted to jump off the stairs because he couldn't bear it, so he was frightened out of his wits, rushed over, hugged her in his arms, and pulled her back.
"What are you crazy about?" Mo Lingwei was taken aback by Feng Shaojin's sudden action, and flung his hand away, avoiding physical contact with him as if avoiding the plague.
Feng Shaojin had lingering fears in his heart: "Don't you want to jump off the top?"
Mo Lingwei glanced at him coldly, turned around and walked into the guest room.
Feng Shaojin breathed a sigh of relief, picked up the sour plums on the table and went to the guest room: "How's your appetite recently? If you don't want to eat, just eat some sour plums to appetize."
Feng Shaojin's brows and eyes were filled with joy, "I heard that it's hard to feel pregnant when pregnant, I..."
"I don't want to eat it, take it away." Mo Lingwei didn't show him any favors.
"Don't like sour food? Then do you like spicy food?" Feng Shaojin said to himself: "Sour and spicy girl, if you like spicy food, that's fine. If our daughter looks exactly like you... ...."
"Feng Shaojin." Mo Lingwei's patience had reached its limit, her voice was trembling: "Don't tell me these things anymore, I don't want to hear them, I will never let my child become your illegitimate child, you give me Get out."
Feng Shaojin was like a child who did something wrong, standing there at a loss.
Mo Lingwei grabbed something on the table and threw it at him: "I don't want to see you again, get out!"
Fortunately, Feng Yichen arrived in time, and when he heard the crackling sound in the guest room, he quickly pulled Feng Shaojin out: "Brother, ancestor, can I call you ancestor? How many times have I told you? Don't mess with her If you are angry, don't appear in front of her if you have nothing to do, let her stay quietly for a few days, and when the anger in your heart subsides, come and see her again, okay?
Are you really going to air-skid her? "
Feng Shaojin stood on the stairs decadently: "If she never forgives me in this life, will I disappear in her world forever?"
Feng Yichen couldn't bear it: "Brother, the first three months of pregnancy are the most dangerous, after three months, when the fetus is stable, you can stay here to see her as before.
When the child grows up day by day, she will not forgive you.
After all, women are soft-hearted. "
Women are soft-hearted, except for women like Mo Lingwei.
Feng Shaojin took a deep breath, grabbed the coat hanging on the railing and put it on her body: "I still have something to do, so I'm leaving first, and I won't come to see her again for a few days, so please take care of me."
Feng Yichen stood at the stairs, looked at Feng Shaojin's lonely back, and murmured in a low voice: "Brother, I'm sorry."
Feng Yichen turned around and went to the guest room, saw Mo Lingwei sitting in a chair in a daze, glanced at the debris on the ground, and sighed: "It's all arranged, at the second watch tonight, the He family will come to talk to Feng The family renegotiated the marriage.
I asked He Wenhao to deliberately hold my brother back, even if my brother sensed something was wrong, it would be too late for him to rush over from Fengfu.
I'll take you to the train station, and Mu Qing is waiting for you in the car. "
Feng Yichen took a deep breath, gritted his teeth and said, "Mo Lingwei, I hope that from now on, you and my brother will never see each other again."
Get rid of each other from this bad relationship.