A Long Way to Marriage: Sweet New Wife Loves Not Enough

The next day, when Lin Qinghuan woke up, it was already noon.

Probably because of the painkillers I took, I really wanted to sleep. I went to bed after supper last night, and I have been sleeping until now.

Still confused thinking about it, I heard Rong Siyuan talking to Rong Che: "Father, since you have Lin Qinghuan, you don't seem to want me anymore. Yesterday Uncle Xiao Su talked to Uncle Zhu, saying that if you and Lin Qinghuan If I have a baby, I will have no place in the family, how can you do this?"

"I've only heard of people who marry their wives and forget their mothers, but I've never heard of people who don't even want their precious son!"

Rong Siyuan's physical examination indicators have returned to normal, and he can walk around normally.

Lin Qinghuan was still sleeping, and Rong Siyuan was very sensible and spoke very softly.

Rong Che was still sitting on the sofa looking at the documents brought by Xiao Su that needed to be processed by him, listening to Rong Siyuan's nagging complaints, he was not angry either.

I signed one document, put it on the other side, and then picked up another document to review carefully. Taking advantage of this gap, I casually replied, "Didn't you hear it now?"

"Ah?" Rong Siyuan looked puzzled.

Rong Che didn't explain, he was still busy with his own business.

It took a while for Rong Siyuan to react: "You...you can't do this!"

Isn't it time to comfort and comfort his jealous and hurt little heart?

Why are you so unreasonable?

Lin Qinghuan couldn't help laughing, but it seemed that Rong Siyuan used some point of view to refute Rong Che, so she couldn't help but endure it.

Rong Che was as casual as before: "Why can't it be like this?"

"What if... what if the next baby you two give birth to is not as smart as me?" Rong Siyuan felt that they couldn't refute this reason.

A baby as good as her can't be replicated at all!

Rong Che's hand holding the signature pen paused, then raised his eyes to look at Rong Siyuan.

The corners of Rong Siyuan's immature mouth were flattened, his fingers were intertwined, and he looked at Rong Che pitifully.

Rong Che's eyes narrowed slightly, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, his eyes returned to the document in his hand, his slender fingers casually pinched the signature pen, and after writing a few words casually, he smiled casually He said: "Both of our children must be very smart."

Rong Siyuan opened his mouth slightly, and looked at Rong Che eagerly with his big watery eyes.

Rong Che seemed to know, but didn't respond.

Lin Qinghuan didn't know what was going on, but felt that Rong Che's words were too annoying.

No matter how Siyuan is just a child, saying such things... is simply unforgivable!

Lin Qinghuan sat up on the hospital bed, and looked at Rong Che with a displeased face: "Who said I'm going to give birth to you? Don't talk nonsense, okay?"

Hearing Lin Qinghuan's voice, Rong Che looked up, and then corrected him very seriously: "No one wants you to give me a child, the child is the crystallization of our two loves, it belongs to me, and it belongs to you. no."

Lin Qinghuan was almost speechless.

To say that he is not serious, he has never been serious!
Rong Siyuan is only a child, saying that he is underage is an exaggeration, what belongs to you also belongs to me, nothing less can do...

Irregular!
It's so outrageous!
Lin Qinghuan couldn't help giving him a blank look, and cursed secretly: "Smelly rascal!"

She spoke very quietly, after all Siyuan was still there.

But Rong Che's hearing is so sensitive, he casually teased: "Is it considered a hooligan to you?"

"Rong Che!" Lin Qinghuan lost his temper completely.

Rong Siyuan nestled on the sofa watching the two of them quarreling, seeing Lin Qinghuan was at a disadvantage, got down from the sofa, and ran to Lin Qinghuan on short legs, with the posture of righteously destroying his own father: "Lin Qinghuan means to say, Hooliganism is who you are, not what you do, which she thinks it is anyway."

Lin Qinghuan: "..."

Rong Che: "..."

Rong Siyuan raised his head proudly: "Did I say something wrong? My logic has always been impeccable."

Great baby!
Lin Qinghuan stretched out her hand to pull Rong Siyuan into her arms, put her palm on his small head and gently stroked his soft hair, squinted at Rong Che and smiled: "Do you know what our name is?"

Like a little man, Rong Siyuan said without fear: "Anti-Rongche Alliance!"

Rong Che's eyes were rippling with a smile, his sexy thin lips were pursed slightly, he was leaning on the sofa with his chin propped up with one hand, and the other was leisurely fiddling with a signature pen, his starry eyes full of smiles were full of The two figures, one big and one small.

He just looked at them like that, with only one thought in his mind.

How much I wish to stop this moment, how much I hope this moment can last forever.

But... can't.

Thinking about it, the smile in Rong Che's eyes deepened, and in the next second, he directly looked away from the two of them.

He was not afraid of anything, but he was only afraid of being seen by Lin Qinghuan at that moment of depression.

Zhu Qingwen brought someone over to change Lin Qinghuan's dressing, and before she came in, she heard the smiles of Lin Qinghuan and Rong Siyuan.

Knocking on the door and coming in, I couldn't help joking: "What makes you laugh so happily?"

Rong Che put down the document in his hand, and complained with a doting smile on the corner of his mouth: "My wife and son are discussing how to resist me, can you not be happy!"

"I'm going! It's too much!" Zhu Qingwen couldn't help complaining: "Run to the hospital to abuse dogs? Do you still have any humanity?"

Lin Qinghuan didn't know Zhu Qingwen very well, so he just smiled.

Rong Che sat on the sofa and read the documents all morning, and wanted to get up and move around, but when he stood up, his figure swayed for no reason.

Soon, he supported the sofa to stabilize his figure, his slender fingers pinching his brows, and it took a while for him to return to normal.

Lin Qinghuan's tone was full of worry: "What's wrong?"

Zhu Qingwen's face darkened, but soon, she casually pursed the corners of her mouth, and while writing Lin Qinghuan's medical records, said casually, "He has a bad waist, and it's easy to do this after sitting for a long time."

Lin Qinghuan: "..."

Waist... Bad waist?

What a joke.

Lin Qinghuan believed everything that was wrong with Rong Che, except the waist.

Can't believe it!
Rong Che's sexy Adam's apple rolled, and he breathed a sigh of relief before raising his eyes and squinting at Zhu Qingwen: "You have no right to say that my waist is bad."

Ha ha……

Those who are entitled say that now she just wants to disappear.

Zhu Qingwen closed the medical records, and flattened the corners of her mouth: "Just your unrestrained indulgence will not get better sooner or later."

"Are you going to go or not!"

Rong Che wanted to kill him!

Zhu Qingwen was also afraid that Rong Che would be really angry, so he said again and again: "Okay, get out, get out!" As he said that, he was about to go out, but he turned back after a while, walked up to Rong Che and said: " Come with me, Siyuan's health records are in my office, let's go and have a look together, I'm too lazy to take them."

Rong Che looked at Zhu Qingwen, and nodded after a while.

When Zhu Qing heard that he agreed, she walked out, and Rong Che followed closely.

As for Lin Qinghuan, listening to Zhu Qingwen talking about Siyuan's health checkup, she was so depressed that she couldn't extricate herself.

She was still the same as before, gently pulling Rong Siyuan with her arms, but her warm palms bent down on his cheeks, stroking him gently.

Rong Siyuan looked up at her, narrowed his eyes slightly, and leaned his head slightly on Lin Qinghuan's arms, feeling extremely content.

*
In the corridor, Zhu Qingwen and Rong Che walked one after the other. It wasn't someone who also worked in the hospital who greeted Zhu Qingwen, Zhu Qingwen also had a good temper one by one.

Until he reached his office, he opened the door to let Rong Che in, and then closed the door.

Rong Che sat on the chair across from his desk, his legs crossed casually.

Zhu Qingwen walked over and sat down in her seat. Although she looked at Rong Che, she couldn't speak easily for a while.

Rong Che leaned lazily on the chair, and chuckled lightly: "Just say what you want to say, don't waste my time!"

Zhu Qingwen twitched the corners of her mouth, breathed a little sigh of relief, clasped her hands together, pondered for a moment, stretched out her finger to point near her temple, looked at Rong Che and asked tentatively: "Relapse?"

Rong Che narrowed his eyes slightly, but didn't answer right away.

His eyes wandered to the nameplate Zhu Qingwen put on the table, and he said after a while, "No one told me that there would be a relapse."

Zhu Qingwen sneered and said: "In your situation at that time, no one with good medical skills could make a conclusion. Besides, doctors are not gods, so how could they be able to see everything accurately?"

Rong Che breathed a sigh of relief and said nothing.

Although Zhu Qingwen wasn't used to it, she didn't want to make fun of him in this matter, she stared into Rong Che's eyes for a while, and then said again: "Then... what are your plans?"

Rong Che laughed at himself: "What can I do? Your doctors are helpless. Am I supposed to be super talented? Can I find a cure myself?"

Zhu Qingwen smiled and said, "Just say what you say, why are you still in a hurry?"

Rong Che was speechless.

Strictly speaking, he was indeed a little anxious just now.

After all, I never cared before, but now I do.

Moreover, I care very much.

Now what Rong Che is thinking, Zhu Qingwen can guess a little bit, relieved, and said slowly: "Actually, you don't have to think too much. If you are, I believe, you should think of many solutions, but you have to do it." If you want to do it, do it as soon as possible, while you are fine now, in case one day..."

Saying that, Zhu Qing hesitated to speak, and then casually comforted him: "Oh! In fact, there is something to worry about. If you want me to say that you just sit for a long time and suddenly get violent, or you are anemic. I think it’s just like this, you take the time to go for a comprehensive examination, take medicine if you are sick, and prevent it if you are not.”

Rong Che didn't have time to listen to his gossip here, seeing that he had nothing to say, he got up and opened the door to go out.

Seeing the office door slammed shut by Rong Che, Zhu Qingwen involuntarily frowned.

However, after a while, he breathed a sigh of relief, with a slightly sympathetic expression: "The road of love is not going well, the road of love is not going well! Now I finally understand what it means to have a bad road!"

After all, Rong Che is a living example.