Marital shenanigans: ex-wife, don't come back

Zhan Yan smiled coldly, but ignored him.

Fu Beichen also felt bored when he saw her like this. If he caused her too much emotional fluctuation here, if something happened to the child and her, he would really go crazy!

So he stood up and walked out. When he left, he still asked, "rest, Yan Yan, I'm right outside the door. Call me if you want anything, and I'll watch you outside!"

Zhan Yan listened to Fu Beichen's words, and then watched Fu Beichen step by step out of the ward.

As soon as the door of the ward opened and closed, he left here, and she was alone in the room.

Zhan Yan looked at the closed door and didn't expect Fu Beichen to leave so easily, which was beyond her expectation.

She sat at the head of the bed and thought for a while, and a self mocking smile came up on her lips.

Now he knows the existence of the child. I'm afraid he and she will continue to entangle together, because blood can't be given up!

Zhan Yan lowered her head, gently covered her palm on her still flat lower abdomen, and her thin lips moved a few times. She wanted to say something, but she still couldn't say it after all. Gradually, tears blurred her eyes. She looked up, and then tears fell into her dark hair——

At the same time, Fu Beichen did not go far across the door of the sick room. He stood on the corridor outside the door for a long time.

Behind him was a semi open French window. Outside the window was a dark night. Cigarette butts were dyed between his fingers. The curling smoke became the only dynamic thing in the corridor, and Fu Beichen stood silently in the window, like an artificial statue.

So he stood there all night until the sky in the East turned white.

Another new day is coming. However, the relationship between him and Zhan Yan seems to be worse than that between strangers.

In the morning, the doctor came for an examination. After the examination, he told zhanyan that she would focus on her children and remember great joy and sorrow. Otherwise, the emotional fluctuation would be too severe, which would still be bad for the child's development.

When Zhan Yan heard the doctor's words, she also knew that the child was really fragile. It was important that she was in poor health. Moreover, she wanted to hit the child again and again. Now it was a miracle that she could slip down.

I don't know if it's because of the toxin. She has clearly passed the dangerous period of three months. Now the child is still in danger of miscarriage. All she can do now is to protect her.

After all, maybe this is the only thing she can stay in this world in her life.

The doctor had just left, and Fu Beichen appeared. In the heat preservation bucket was warm white porridge, which tasted fragrant.

"Yan Yan, the doctor said, you should eat something light, or your stomach will be unbearable and vomiting will be very serious!" Fu Beichen said, pouring out the white porridge and holding it in a bowl. He carefully handed it to her lips with a spoon.

Zhan Yan leaned against the head of the bed, looked at the white porridge he handed over, smiled coldly, then raised his hand and pushed it, overturned the white porridge on the ground, the bowl fell to the ground and broke into several pieces, and the white porridge was also scattered on the ground.

"It's getting divorced. Who do you show it to?"

Fu Beichen smiled bitterly when he saw her like this. The hot porridge was hot on his hand, and the back of his hand was red in an instant. He said, "even if it's going to divorce, I'm also the father of your child, isn't it? I should care about you and your children!"