Ex-husband addicted to wife after divorce

After taking a bath, Ling Yue'er lay on the bed angrily, and sent a message to Shao Boyi.

She was worried that Min Enhao would be sad. After all, autistic patients are very sensitive to emotions. She was pulled away temporarily, and she didn't know how sad Min Enhao would be.

After asking a few words, Shao Boyi replied to her directly: "Why don't you send a message to the young master directly, he should need your comfort even more."

Ling Yueer looked at Min Enhao's dialog box, deleted and typed, and before her message was sent, Min Enhao sent a message unexpectedly.

"I like my sister's gift very much. Can we fight together when you are free?"

"Is he still angry with you? You didn't fight because of me, did you?"

Ling Yueer's heart warmed up.

"There is no quarrel anymore, okay, I will fight with you when I have time."

There was a soft knock on the door.

Ling Yueer didn't want to pay attention.

After a few seconds, the key jingled and the locked door opened.

Qi Jingan took a shower, and the fresh scent of shower gel couldn't cover up the faint smell of fruit wine in his breath.

Ling Yue'er turned over in disgust, covered her nose: "You're drinking again!"

Qi Jingan hugged her from behind: "Still angry, I'm not angry anymore, how long are you going to be angry with me?"

"You're not angry, why should I still be grateful to you?" Ling Yueer sneered.

"When this matter happens to any man, he will not be calm." Qi Jingan said in a low voice, "I almost beat him at that time."

"you dare!"

Ling Yue'er shook off his extended hand: "Min Enhao is innocent, why did you hit him!"

Qi Jingan became even more jealous: "You care about him that much?"

"Don't make trouble for no reason." Ling Yue'er snorted coldly: "I and Min Enhao are just a normal contact between siblings, please don't think too much about it, don't worry, I have a sense of proportion, unlike you."

"What about me? Why is this being unreasonable?"

"You still need me to remind you of what you have done? You make a big fuss and make trouble for no reason. I have nothing to say to you!"

As Ling Yue'er spoke, she felt inexplicably refreshed.

Is this considered repaying the person in the same way as the person?
Seeing Qi Jingan deflated, using the way he treated her to blame him in turn, gave her the pleasure of revenge.

He's not the only one who can hug his sister and make a bunch of excuses.

She makes sense.

Qi Jingan still wanted to argue, but seeing her resistance, he stopped talking.

In the end, he was wrong about this matter, so it's better to stop here.

When husband and wife quarreled, he always lowered his head to coax her first, so Qi Jingan softened his tone: "Okay, fine, I shouldn't."

"Don't get mad at your body."

He pinched Ling Yue'er's shoulders and asked her to turn back.

"If you are angry, you are angry, and a good night kiss is still indispensable."

The kiss fell on her lips, Ling Yue'er closed her eyes, the anger in her heart had already dissipated, but she didn't want to say any more.

The next day, the outpatient department of the hospital.

According to the regulations, if the file is established after 12 weeks of pregnancy, the husband and wife need to go to the hospital together for processing.

Qi Jingan accompanied Ling Yueer through the pregnancy test early in the morning, and went to the doctor with the report.

The doctor flipped through the results of the report, first looked at Qi Jingan with contempt, and drove him out of the consulting room.

Ling Yueer was nervous and blamed herself: "Is there something wrong with the baby?"

"I saw an unidentified lump in the neck, and I will continue to check after a week. If it gets worse, I need to induce labor."

"The important thing is that you relax your mind. Generally, it can be absorbed and dissipated by itself."

"But what about the wounds on your neck and wrists?"

Only then did Ling Yue'er realize that the doctor had misunderstood.

She explained dumbfoundingly: "It wasn't my husband who did it. I was kidnapped a few days ago, and the kidnapper hurt me."

The doctor nodded, but still asked worriedly: "Are you sure it's not domestic violence? It's okay, we will protect you here."

"Really not, thank you for your concern."

Coming out of the outpatient clinic, Qi Jingan was sitting on the phone on the phone.

She just wanted to get closer and tell him about the baby's condition.

"It's impossible to check the sex of the baby now, that's the policy."

When he said something suddenly, Ling Yue'er held her breath for an instant.

"I didn't ask, and I knew it without asking. They wouldn't tell."

Qi Jingan frowned, with a hint of displeasure in his tone: "Mom, don't worry about this anymore!"

He hung up the phone and found Ling Yueer standing aside, his expression immediately became gentle, and he hugged Ling Yueer's waist.

"Did you hear that?"

"Well, Mom called?"

Ling Yue'er clutched the file with mixed feelings.

It turned out that Gu Junrou cared so much about the gender of the child, but never mentioned it in front of her.

After all, the mother-in-law is just a mother-in-law, no matter how good she is to her, they are not related by blood.

She should have known.

"She is too superstitious. She insists on preparing to find a master to name the child in advance, and asking for blessings. Let me ask the hospital if the child is a boy or a girl."

"Then why don't you ask?" Ling Yueer probed in a low voice.

It is true that doctors are not allowed to tell the sex of the baby.

But money can turn ghosts around, and according to the Qi family's ability, it won't be too difficult to find out.

"Too lazy to ask, it's just the name, how many men and women should prepare?"

Qi Jingan didn't take it seriously, his attitude was natural, which made Ling Yue'er less suspicious.

But the doubts in my heart always find a way to eliminate them.

She couldn't take it anymore.

"Today's test results are not very good."

This was the first time she lied in front of Qi Jingan.

Her heart was beating fast, and the tension as if it was about to jump into her throat made her voice hoarse.

She opened her mouth uneasily, clutched Qi Jingan's sleeve, and swallowed a big mouthful of saliva.

"The baby has developmental problems, and the doctor said that labor may be induced."

Qi Jingan paused.

"Should I be hospitalized? What did the doctor say? What's the problem? How should I treat him now?" he asked nervously.

Ling Yueer shook her head.

"Jing An, I vomited really badly recently, and my baby almost had a threatened miscarriage after being kidnapped. I feel that I am in a bad state, anxious every day, and I cry all the time. I can't be a good person with my current state of mind. Mother."

Qi Jingan bent down and wiped away the tears from Ling Yueer's face.

He looked at her distressedly, and coaxed her softly: "It's okay, you also said that you may have to induce labor, but you haven't come to a conclusion yet. This is the first anniversary gift from God, don't give up easily."

"Why don't you go see a psychiatrist? Give me some counseling."

Ling Yue'er bit her lip: "If I said, I don't want to treat him, I just want to kill this child..."

After waiting for a while, Qi Jingan didn't reply.

She looked up at him, and found that his eye sockets were also silently red.

The moment Ling Yueer turned his head, he quickly turned his face away.

"I didn't protect you well. It doesn't matter. You have seen a psychiatrist first. No matter what decision you make in the end, I respect you."

In an instant, Ling Yueer felt a trace of guilt in her heart.

The uneasiness accumulated for several days was so easily wiped away by a single sentence.

He was not willing to part with the baby, but he was still willing to follow her wishes.

But she doubted him because of Chen Xuan's vicious provocation.

Guilt and pain tormented her, she couldn't bear it any longer, threw herself into Qi Jingan's arms and cried loudly.

When she came back to her senses, she realized that she was hugged by Qi Jingan, sitting on his lap like a child.

Pregnant women coming and going around looked here frequently, and some took out their mobile phones to take pictures.

Qi Jingan was coaxing softly: "Hey, don't cry, it's okay, the baby will get better."

Ling Yue'er blushed instantly, struggled twice and almost fell, but was hugged back tightly by Qi Jingan.

His cheek was pressed against his thick chest, and he was almost out of breath.

"Let go...I can't breathe..."