Hiding her pregnant belly and leaving, the CEO's ex-husband cried red eyes

Faced with his explanation, An Xia didn't say anything else.

Weak from illness and mental fatigue, she really wasn't in the mood to chat.

Instead, Jiang Qingyu pulled Lu Zixing to a corner and talked to him for a long time.

Under the injection of the cold medicine, An Xia's eyelids gradually became heavy, and she was about to fall asleep in a daze, when Jiang Qingyu called her.

"Xia Xia, I have something to do and I'll leave first. Lu Zixing will stay here with you."

The three of them had been good friends since junior high school, but they lost contact after Lu Zixing went abroad after the college entrance examination.

An Xia opened her eyes dazedly: "Well, okay, go slower."

After Jiang Qingyu left, An Xia glanced at Lu Zixing, who was sitting beside her and looked a little at a loss, and said with a smile: "You should go back too."

Lu Zixing straightened his back and said, "I want to stay and take care of you."

"Forget it. Leaving quickly is the greatest care you can give me."

Although they both grew up in the Lu family, Lu Zixing is much more pampered than Lu Beichuan.

If he stays here, I'm afraid this clinic will be turned upside down by him.

"Who are you looking down on?" Lu Zixing snorted and began to search through the boxes and cabinets in the small clinic. An Xia couldn't stop him, and the doctor let him do whatever he wanted. After a while, Lu Zixing actually found a blanket and covered An Xia.

Then I bought some warm packs and stuck them on the infusion tube of Anxia. The cold liquid was immediately warmed up. The discomfort after the illness was also relieved.

An Xia looked at his thoughtful actions and said with a smile, "You have really grown up a lot in the three years since you went abroad."

Lu Zixing snorted proudly: "Of course. Now I am a super warm-hearted man who is loved by everyone and knows how to take care of others."

When saying this, Lu Zixing looked at An Xia's eyes which were flashing with a little bit of bright hope.

It’s just that An Xia doesn’t have the energy to notice it right now.

"Yeah. It's good to be able to take care of people. This way your future girlfriend will suffer less."

Lu Zixing added, intentionally or unintentionally, "Really? You like Lu Beichuan because he took good care of you before."

It has never been a secret among the three of them that An Xia has been a girlish person since junior high school.

An Xia paused and remained silent for a few seconds.

"That should be it." An Xia sighed: "But I forgot too. It's been too long."

She had liked Lu Beichuan for so many years. It had been so long that she had forgotten the moment she fell in love with him. She had even forgotten when she realized that her love for Lu Beichuan had already surpassed her sister's admiration for her brother.

Lu Zixing stared at her for a few seconds, then looked away awkwardly.

"If so, you should give up now. He has such a bad temper now. Not to mention taking care of you, he also wants you to serve him like your ancestors. And you are also getting divorced. If you want someone who can take care of others, there are many other options around you."

As Lu Zixing spoke, his hands on his legs began to stir unnaturally.

"For example, for example..."

"For example...I..."

After a long pause, Lu Zixing uttered the last word with difficulty.

The moment he poured out his heart, his earlobes and cheeks all turned red.

He moved his fingers faster and faster.

I waited for a long time but didn't get any response from An Xia.

Lu Zixing hesitated for a long time before he went to see An Xia, only to find that she had fallen asleep without him noticing.

His face, which had been flushed red in the previous second, turned pale the next, and he drooped in frustration. He cursed listlessly in annoyance, leaned back in his chair, and looked at the ceiling in despair.

—

Xinkang Hospital.

Ming Xiyu called him to the obstetrics and gynecology department. Lu Beichuan looked at the weak and pitiful woman lying on the bed, blinking her eyes, and could no longer hide the impatience in his brows.

"What's wrong with you?"

Ming Xiyu lowered her eyes and carefully stroked her stomach: "It's just that after An Xia said that just now, my stomach has been uncomfortable."

After saying that, Ming Xiyu quickly gave the doctor a look, and the director of obstetrics in charge of Ming Xiyu nodded seriously.

"The mood of a pregnant woman has a great impact on the fetus in her belly. If a pregnant woman is in a depressed mood for a long time, it will be very detrimental to the development of the fetus."

The impatience between Lu Beichuan's brows did not disappear.

Ming Xiyu gave him another look.

The doctor quickly said, "If the situation is serious, it may cause threatened miscarriage."

Lu Beichuan raised his eyes at this time: "Is it that serious?"

The doctor quickly replied: "Although Miss Ming's current condition is not that serious, if it continues like this for a long time, it is very likely."

Ming Xiyu continued: "Actually, I have been trying to control myself from thinking about other things during this period of time, but when I saw An Xia, I couldn't help but think of-"

"Then don't go see her."

When mentioning An Xia, Lu Beichuan couldn't help but think of the argument he had just had with her in the injection room.

I don't know what will happen to her now.

"If you know she's not happy to see you, then don't bother yourself."

Ming Xiyu was stunned in surprise.

Lu Beichuan is actually so partial to An Xia now?

If she had said this before, Lu Beichuan would never have said these words.

Ming Xiyu looked unhappy, but said gently and considerately: "Beichuan, I have no ill intentions. I just want to get along well with An Xia, and I don't want you to be stuck between me and her."

Lu Beichuan's expression remained unchanged: "She is my wife, I will take care of this matter."

Ming Xiyu's hands hidden under the quilt suddenly clenched.

"Didn't An Xia ask for a divorce? I don't think she's the right person to--"

"She filed her own case. It's not like she can get the divorce certificate by herself."

Lu Beichuan interrupted Ming Xiyu again.

Ming Xiyu's face turned pale.

If Lu Beichuan's attitude wasn't clear enough before, this time he made his words very clear.

An Xia had worked so hard to get this marriage, but now Lu Beichuan was unwilling to let go.

How could he!

"Beichuan, are you really attracted to An Xia? Have you forgotten what we did before—"

"Xiyu, telling too many lies doesn't mean they are true." Lu Beichuan interrupted Ming Xiyu's chatter again: "You and I both know whether we had a relationship before. Don't act too much and get yourself involved."

Ming Xiyu's face froze.

"you……"

"I promised to cooperate with you, but I never promised to indulge you unconditionally. If you keep provoking me, I don't mind having the baby delivered by cesarean section a few months earlier, so that you can save a few months of pregnancy pain."

After Lu Beichuan finished speaking, his cold gaze slowly fell on Ming Xiyu's lower abdomen.

Ming Xiyu's heart began to panic. Although she was covered with a thick quilt, Lu Beichuan's eyes were like an ice-cold blade pressing against her stomach, ready to cut her belly open at any time.