My newlywed husband is infertile, but I’m pregnant

Qiao Xi stared at Lu Yingxue's thin back and didn't come back to his senses for a long time.

She didn't feel very good.

The fire in her heart burned from Haicheng all the way to the imperial capital, and was not extinguished until this moment.

What emerged was not a sense of exhilaration, but a sense of emptiness, as if a part of my heart had been cut out, with bloody traces.

Her voice was very soft. "She said she lost to me."

She smiled bitterly, with tears in her eyes.

"But I didn't win either." She turned to look at Huo Xingzhou, tears instantly falling down her cheeks. "I didn't want to fight with her. I just wanted grandma to live. I never thought about a life-and-death struggle."

At that time, she didn't want to run to the imperial capital.

I didn't even want to bring down the Lu family.

So many things happened in the imperial capital, and she seemed to have been losing a lot.

She has to rely on the golden needle to remind herself not to forget her original intention.

Huo Xingzhou put his arm around her shoulders and said, "Let's go home."

He hugged Qiao Xi, stood up and slowly left.

Zhong Yi's gaze followed her the whole time. Feng Nanxi looked at him and never expected that her financial sponsor had such a devoted side.

Most of the people in the courtroom had left. Cheng Han walked up to him, patted his shoulder and said, "Let's go."

Zhong Yi collected his thoughts, lowered his head slightly, and nodded respectfully.

He followed Cheng Han and stood up. Then, as if he remembered something, he turned back and warned Feng Nanxi: "Don't forget what I told you. Some money is not so easy to get."

Afterwards, he left side by side with Cheng Han.

The old man and the young man walked out of the court. It was sunny outside. It was a rare sunny day.

Zhong Yi said softly, "Do you want to find a place to drink with you? I don't think you're in the mood to go back for dinner."

He saw that Cheng Han was in a bad mood too.

"Where are you going? Don't go back to the Huo family. Qiao girl is not feeling well either. I have one more thing I want to ask of you."

"know."

Zhong Yi asked Wan Jiang to drive the car over and invited Cheng Han to get in.

The two of them went to a quiet private restaurant, ordered a few side dishes and some homemade plum wine.

The plum wine is aged for a long time, so it tastes sweet but has a strong aftertaste.

Cheng Han didn't say much after he sat down, but drank two cups in a row, then said with some disdain: "Another Shaodaozi."

Zhong Yi waved his hand, and Wan Jiang went to get a bottle of spicy Shaodaozi.

Cheng Han drank several mouthfuls in a row, and tears welled up in his weathered eyes. His throat was tight, and he could hardly speak.

Zhong Yi accompanied him and drank several sips.

At this time, it's useless to say anything. Drinking is enough to make you feel relaxed. Some things can't be said at all.

Cheng Han drank so quickly that he choked on the wine.

The old face turned red from choking!

"Cough cough cough..."

Zhong Yi looked at him, with the corner of his lips stained with wine, and said, "Don't drink so quickly. I will accompany you as long as you drink today."

Cheng Han feels a lot of pain in his heart!

If my daughter had not met Lu Bannong and had not committed such a sin, I wonder how happy she would be now.

“Ayi, the Lu family has been sentenced. I feel so upset. It’s obvious that the evildoers are getting their retribution, but… the hurt people suffer will never heal.” Cheng Han’s hair was gray, and he even had tears in his eyes.

Zhong Yi sipped the plum wine slowly.

He said nothing, but listened to Cheng Han.

One mouthful after another, one mouthful after another. Those beautiful eyes also turned red, as if they were a little drunk. The originally jade-colored face looked as if a layer of rouge was smeared on it.

Young Master Zhong from the imperial capital is unique in his beauty!

No wonder so many people fell for his beauty.

Cheng Han drank for a long time and then fell down.

Wan Jiang dared to speak after standing at the side: "Master, Mr. Cheng has fallen asleep. What do you think we should do?"

"Send someone to send him back. I'll stay here for a while."

Zhong Yi leaned aside and said lightly.

"Row."

Wan Jiang found two people to help Cheng Han out, and told them to make sure to get the old man home safely.

When he came back after a while, he found that his young master was holding a big pearl and looking at it.

"Master, tell someone to send it back."

"Ah."

Zhong Yi is not in a very good mood.

Wan Jiang said tentatively, "You can give this gift to Miss Qiao on a special occasion, such as her birthday or when she gives birth... or on some other day worth celebrating?"

Zhong Yi said sarcastically: "Do you think she will refuse if I give it to her on her and Huo Xingzhou's wedding anniversary?"

"Of course not! Mr. Huo would persuade her to accept the gift."

"Oh, so that's what you think?"

Hearing the danger in his words, Wan Jiang quickly apologized: "Mr. Zhong, that's not what I meant. I just think it's a pity that the pearl can't be given away."

"You go out first, I'll be alone for a while."

"Can you do that?"

"go out."

"Oh."

Wan Jiang closed the door of the box with some worry, but saw Feng Nanxi in the corridor.

"Ms. Feng?"

Feng Nanxi looked at the box and said, "Let's find a place to eat. Is your Master Zhong in there? I'm doing something for him. Will he provide meals?"

As he said this he was about to push the door open.

Wan Jiang stretched out his hand and stopped her: "Miss Feng, our Master Zhong said he wants to be alone for a while."

"But I have a secret to tell him."

Wan Jiang became serious when he heard it: "Then I'll go ask."

As soon as Wan Jiang opened the door, Feng Nanxi slipped in and couldn't be stopped.

"Hey Miss Feng..."

Feng Nanxi looked at Zhong Yi still holding the pearl in his hand and couldn't help but smile and said, "A romantic."

"What are you doing here?" Zhong Yi asked in an unexpected tone.

"I just got news that the Pei family is going to ship a batch of silk overseas at Shisanwan Wharf. The quantity is huge and worth hundreds of millions. They want to expand overseas markets, cooperate with high-end blue-blood brands, and consolidate their business territory."

Many big brands with a long history use high-quality silk, and China has the largest silk production base.

Feng Nanxi sat opposite him and unpacked a set of clean dishes and chopsticks: "I'm not taking your money for nothing, is this news okay?"

"The Shisanwan Wharf belongs to the Pei family. The silk is worth only a few hundred million and has no value." Zhong Yi said it lightly, but he was already calculating in his mind.

He fell down at the Shisanwan Pier and had long wanted to take revenge.

Feng Nanxi ate a piece of Shaobai, her pretty face showing dissatisfaction: "This is a secret! They keep it secret among themselves, and the delivery time is in the early morning! No one knows except a few close associates of the Pei family."

Pei Qian let slip a little when he spoke, and she seized the details to invade the system of Shisanwan Wharf, only then did she discover the clues.

Zhong Yi's voice was lazy and a bit nonchalant: "Silk has to be so mysterious, the Pei family is really..."

He suddenly came back to his senses, his eyes that were clouded by alcohol became much clearer, and a guess suddenly emerged in his mind.