Mr. Fu, please stop being abusive. Madam has already signed the divorce papers.

Wen Liang also knew that this was the only way.

She lowered her eyes, frowned slightly, still worried about this matter.

Huo Dongcheng seems to be unaware of the situation. Should we inform him?

Just as he was concentrating on thinking, his whole body suddenly flew into the air. Wen Liang exclaimed, and his thoughts came back to his senses in an instant. He grabbed Fu Zheng's shoulders tightly, "You...you scared me."

Fu Zheng carried her out and said, "Don't think about it, let's go have dinner."

"Put me down first."

Fu Zheng acted as if he didn't hear it and walked out with her in his arms.

"Auntie is outside!" Wen Liang poked his arm and said in a low voice.

"What's the matter? Are you afraid she'll see it?"

"…How embarrassing!"

"We are husband and wife, there is nothing to be embarrassed about."

"..." Wen Liang asked in a low voice again, "Am I sinking now?"

Since she became pregnant, she has gained almost 20 kilograms.

"It's not heavy..." Fu Zheng weighed it up and said with a smile, "Even if you weigh 20 kilograms more, I can still hold you."

Wen Liang raised an eyebrow and pinched his muscular arms.

She believed what he said was true.

"Open the door." Fu Zheng gestured.

Wen Liang hooked one hand around his neck and turned the door handle with the other.

Fu Zheng carried her to the dining table.

At the same time, with a click, the door opened from the outside, and Fu Shifan came back from school carrying a small schoolbag, followed by Aunt Wang.

The eight eyes met for a moment. Wen Liang saw the little girl's teasing expression, his old face turned red, and he poked Fu Zheng with his elbow, "Put me down."

Fu Zheng glanced at Fu Shifan and walked towards the dining table without stopping.

The little girl immediately put away her smile, threw her schoolbag on the sofa, moved over with her short legs, and took the initiative to help Fu Zheng pull out the chair, "Auntie, sit down."

"Thank you, Fanfan. How was school today?"

Fu Zheng took a backrest and placed it behind Wen Liang's waist to make her sit more comfortably.

The little girl at this age has a strong desire to share. When Wen Liang asked this, she started talking about kindergarten.

Wen Liang listened quietly, agreeing with her from time to time, even though those things seemed childish to adults.

"…He was tall and strong, and Xiao Doudou couldn't beat him at all. I couldn't stand it, so I went to stop him. But he knew my dad was strong, so he didn't dare to hit me. He ran away as soon as I went over."

As she spoke, the little girl raised her little face and looked at Fu Zheng admiringly.

Fu Zheng picked her up and asked, "Do you like daddy?"

"I like it." Fu Shifan gave Fu Zheng a kiss on the face.

"Fanfan is great. He knows how to protect weaker classmates. But next time don't go up by yourself. Go call the teacher over, okay?" Wen Liang said with a smile.

"Aunt is right. If something like this happens again, go find the teacher."

"I know. I was in a hurry at that time."

Fu Zheng put Fu Shifan down and said, "Go wash your hands and get ready for dinner."

"Okay, Master." The little girl skipped to the bathroom.

"This girl..."

Wen Liang and Fu Zheng looked at each other and smiled helplessly.

After dinner, Fu Shifan played here for a while, then went upstairs to rest with Aunt Wang.

After a warm and cool wash, I took out the stethoscope as usual to listen to the fetal heart rate.

She turned on a stopwatch and counted as she listened.

"How is it?" Fu Zheng asked.

He didn't work overtime tonight.

Afraid that Wen Liang would be lost in her thoughts, he would talk to her from time to time to divert her attention.

"It seems to be a little slower than yesterday, but it's still within the normal range." Wen Liang took off one of the stethoscope ears and said uncertainly, "...Maybe it's because I'm in a bad mood today?"

"Let me listen."

Fu Zheng took the stethoscope from Wen Liang, put it to his ear, listened to the head to find the correct position, turned on the stopwatch, and began to count carefully.

Wen Liang looked at his serious expression and couldn't help but hold his breath.

When Fanfan talked about his experience in kindergarten before dinner, that scene appeared in her mind.

A tall, strong boy with a fierce expression was bullying another thin and short boy casually. The bullied boy was so aggrieved that he kept crying.

She couldn't help but think of what the man had said on the phone that afternoon.

"...The five-year-old child is now almost like a three-year-old, too thin to be malnourished. Now he has to go out to pick up trash every day, and he can only go home for dinner after 10 o'clock in the evening..."

Is he often bullied, unable to fight back and can only cry helplessly?

"A Liang?"

Fu Zheng took off his stethoscope and saw that Wen Liang was in a daze and didn't respond, so he called out again, "Aliang?"

"Huh? What did you just say?" Wen Liang came back to his senses and looked at him.

"One hundred and twelve times," Fu Zheng put the stethoscope on the bedside table, "Just barely pass. I'll listen again later."

"it is good."

"What were you thinking about just now?"

Wen Liang paused, lowered his eyes, and said hesitantly, "Are you sure you want to listen?"

"Of course, you can tell me anything, don't keep it in your heart."

Looking at his gentle face, Wen Liang raised her eyebrows and smiled, "So considerate? Are you worried about me, or the baby in my belly?"

"Of course I'm worried about you."

"In the phone call I received this afternoon, a man told me..."

Wen Liang simply repeated the man's words and took a deep breath. "After listening to his words, I felt very sad. I completely forgot about him and let him suffer alone..."

When she thought of this situation, her heart ached and hurt...

Fu Zheng took Wen Liang into his arms, patted her shoulder, and comforted her softly, "Aliang, don't blame yourself. It has nothing to do with you. When we bring him back, we will compensate him well."

A dark light flashed in Fu Zheng's eyes.

What is that man's purpose?

He was so specific. Is there really such a child in the small town of Wiltshire in Philadelphia?

I have to say, he was very smart and took advantage of Aliang's sympathy.

She is pregnant now and affected by hormones, which makes her more soft-hearted.

Wen Liang whispered, "I understand, but I can't help it..."

She looked up and gave him a forced smile, "I'll try to adjust."

Fu Zheng pressed his forehead against hers, rubbing them intimately, "Well, I promise you, I will treat him the same way you treat Fanfan."

"Thank you."

Wen Liang said to Fu Zheng seriously.

"Okay, let's not talk about this anymore. Let me listen to the fetal heart rate again."

Fu Zheng picked up the stethoscope and put it on, then turned on the stopwatch.

Wen Liang also calmed down, looking at Fu Zheng's face, his mind gradually calmed down.

"How about it?"

Wen Liang asked as Fu Zheng took off the stethoscope from one ear.

"Same as before. He wasn't very active tonight."

"Yes, there were very few fetal movements today."

"Don't worry. Do you want to rest? Or watch a movie first?"

Wen Liang knew that Fu Zheng wanted to divert her attention, so she accepted his kindness and said, "Let's watch a movie."

"Okay, I'll go look for it."

After watching a movie, the two of them rested.

In the middle of the night, Wen Liang suddenly woke up with a layer of sweat on his forehead and neck.