What to do if you accidentally become pregnant with the right child[Transmigration Book]

Jiang Wuxi sat on the balcony, feeling drowsy with the late autumn wind blowing his face.

Recently, he is always very tired and unable to deal with work.

Obviously these tasks are much easier than what he did before, but he still feels tired and wants to sleep.

It stands to reason that he is now the most powerful age, and he will not be so tired.

... He has never been so tired before, and now sitting in front of the coffee table on the balcony, he actually feels sore and backache, which is very uncomfortable.

Jiang Wuxi rubbed his waist, raised his head and continued to look at the scenery in the courtyard of the Jiang residence.

Although it was already night, there were still a few lights hanging in the Jiang family's yard, illuminating the green plants in the yard so that he could see the scenery clearly.

Today was the first time he returned to Jiang's house after returning to China.

His father and Jiang Yi'an fought back and forth for a month, and only temporarily had some trust in Jiang Yi'an, so he was relieved to let him come back to talk about family affairs and stay for a few days.

But he was not feeling well, and he was eager to come back after work. He really didn't have the energy to chat with his family, so he went upstairs to sleep.

Now sitting on the balcony and blowing the air, just to wake up.

But he was even more sleepy from the cold wind.

Even the flowers in the distance gradually become blurred...

"Son, come out for dinner."

Mother Jiang stood in front of Jiang Wuqi's door, knocking lightly on the door to remind him to come down for dinner.

When Jiang Wuqi's head was about to fall asleep, when he heard Jiang's mother's voice, he was startled, and quickly got up and responded to her: "Okay, I'll get down right away."

"Ah."

After responding to Mother Jiang, he stood up and left the balcony.By the way, I turned off the light on the balcony, turned around, walked into the warm room, stretched myself, went into the bathroom, and washed my face with cold water.

It was late autumn now, but the water was not much warmer than winter, and the biting chill was transmitted all the way to his face through his fingers.

Feeling the coldness on his face, he closed his eyes and pondered for a while, then put down his hands and looked at himself in the mirror.

Jiang Wuxi looked at himself carefully, and found nothing wrong, except that his face was a little rounder than when he returned to China.

He didn't take this matter to heart, he only thought that the domestic food tasted better than the foreign food, he missed it for a while, and ate too much.

Seeing that Jiang Wuqi hadn't come down yet, Mother Jiang urged Jiang Wuqi's room: "Son? Come down quickly!"

Jiang's father was already sitting at the dinner table, reading today's daily newspaper.

Hearing Jiang's mother's urging, he said, "The child has only been back for a while, and he is busy with work, let him rest more."

Mother Jiang frowned a little, "Is Mu Xi busy with work? He went to sleep right after he came back, is he too tired after working all night?"

The Jiang family is the head of investing in the Osmanthus company, and because of the relationship between the Jiang family and Jiang Wuqi, Zhang Yi would send Jiang Wuqi's work schedule to Jiang's father every day.

So Jiang's father knew Jiang Wuxi's daily arrangements.

Father Jiang is Jiang Wuxi's son, he is very precious, even if he really doesn't have time, he will spare some time to check his schedule.

Regarding the all-night work that Jiang's mother was worried about, Jiang's father turned a page of the newspaper, raised his eyes slightly to look at her, and said, "After he returned to China, the company had to deal with a lot less things than he did before, and his eight secretaries also had to deal with it." Don't worry if you don't eat rice."

Speaking of this, Jiang's father snorted as if dissatisfied: "Stinky boy, the secretary is desperately trying to pry someone else's good secretary back like he doesn't want money."

When Jiang's mother heard this, she rolled her eyes at Jiang's father, expressing that she didn't want to pay attention to him.

Seeing her appearance, Jiang's father laughed a few times, folded the newspaper in his hand back and greeted Jiang's mother: "Okay, come and eat."

Mother Jiang: "My son hasn't come yet."

As soon as she finished speaking, the door of Jiang Wuqi's room opened.

Jiang Wuqi just woke up, his hair was a little messy, he just grabbed a few random handfuls, trying to make it tidy, but found that it was still like that and just followed it.

He was wearing a casual shirt and a pair of plaid trousers, which were matching casual clothes.

He saw his parents who were already sitting at the dining table, raised his smile and said to them, "Dad, Mom."

Jiang's father cast a look at Jiang's mother, and signaled with his eyes that her son is not coming down now.

Mother Jiang hurriedly greeted Jiang Wuqi who came down: "Well, come down and eat quickly. The food is going to be cold."

As soon as Jiang Wuqi sat at the dining table, his mother brought him a bowl of nourishing chicken soup and put it in front of him: "Drink it while it's hot, to warm your body."

The chicken soup has just been cooked, and the hot air is mixed with the unique aroma of chicken soup and medicinal herbs, which is particularly attractive.

Sitting opposite Jiang Wuxi, Mother Jiang smiled and said to him, "Eat more today, I will eat more when I come back."

"Okay, thank you Mom."

The dishes on the dinner table today are rich, and they are all Jiang Wuxi's favorite things.

Jiang Wuqi looked at the table of food, and a very strong smell that made him uncomfortable rushed into his nose.

He felt uncomfortable, but still had a smile on his face.

Mother Jiang looked at him with a smile on her face, and before she took a sip of the chicken soup in her bowl, she picked up the chopsticks and put a piece of chicken into Jiang Weapon's bowl: "Look at you, do you not eat regularly abroad? Eat seriously and lose so much weight."

He has been back to China for a month. During this month, he should eat and drink, and even his appetite has become bigger than before, but there are some special circumstances... He just looked at his face in the mirror and just got round.

Regarding Mother Jiang's concern, he sighed: "I have eaten seriously, I have been back to China for a month." He raised his head and showed his increasingly rounded chin to Mother Jiang, "Look, Mom, it's all round, How can you be thin?"

Mother Jiang looked at Jiang Wuqi, and smiled with the corners of her mouth pulled, with tears in her eyes.

"Eat more, there is nothing delicious in foreign countries, and I will wait for three years. Mom looks at you so hard, and my heart aches."

Jiang Wuxi didn't return to China for three years, and his work was like hiding, and he couldn't see anyone except Jiang's father.

Jiang's mother had quarreled with Jiang's father a lot about this. Jiang Wuqi was born to her, and it was a piece of flesh that fell from her body.

And it's still three years.

How difficult it is for a mother to not be able to contact her son for three years.

Jiang Wuqi looked at the tears in Mother Jiang's eyes, and his eyes became moist unconsciously.

He understands Mother Jiang.

Mother Jiang's expression always reminded him of his childhood.

His parents died early, and his parents had been buried in the cemetery before his age.

A cold stone tablet cut off the connection between them.

He wiped the moisture from the corners of his eyes, got up and added a bowl of rice, and put the meat picked up by Jiang Mu into his mouth to chew.

He swallowed the food and smiled brightly at Mother Jiang: "It's delicious."

"What Mom cooks is delicious."

Jiang's mother was even more moved when she heard this, she continued to serve Jiang Wuxi with tears in her eyes.

He looked at the bowl full of seafood, and the disgusting taste hit his forehead.But it's fucking boiled, it can't go to waste.

Jiang Wuxi ate it in big gulps, pretending to be delicious, to make Jiang's mother feel at ease.

But in fact, he couldn't eat it, and even felt a little nauseous.

It's not because Jiang's mother's cooking is unpalatable, but because, in addition to his lack of energy and appetite recently, he also feels sick to things like seafood and fish.

Unfortunately, before this situation happened, Jiang Wuqi liked to eat seafood very much, so this table was basically seafood-based.

Jiang Wuqi didn't want Jiang's mother to worry, so he persisted until he finished his meal.

He put down the bowl, and chatted with Mother Jiang for a while, but suddenly his stomach was overwhelmed, nausea made him dizzy, and he couldn't see clearly.

He really couldn't bear it anymore, and if he could bear it any longer, he was afraid that he would vomit here directly.

So he stood up on the table, gritted his teeth and told Mother Jiang to go to the bathroom, then trotted to the bathroom, quickly closed the door regardless of Mother Jiang's eyes behind him, and vented to the toilet.

He really couldn't figure out why these were his favorite things to eat before, but why now he was holding the toilet and throwing up in a daze.

Even worse than getting drunk.

Jiang Wuxi spit out as much as he ate.

His stimulated physical tears flowed violently, his eyes were red, and his hands on the sink trembled slightly, even weak and weak.

Turning on the faucet, Jiang Wuxi put his hands under the warm water, washing away the tears from his face, not wanting his parents outside to find out.

But ever since he ran into the bathroom, Mother Jiang felt something was wrong.

Jiang's mother looked at the back of his trot, and frowned tightly: "My son ran to the bathroom and vomited. Could it be that the food I cooked today is not cooked?"

Jiang's father: "Don't think about it, we ate all three, there is a problem, why did he have the accident alone."

Mother Jiang: "No, I have to ask."

Jiang Wuqi stood in the bathroom for a long time, until he felt that he had gained some strength, then opened the door again and walked out.

But as soon as he opened the door, before he went out, his mother stood in front of his door, blocking his progress, with worry and confusion on his face.

"...What's the matter?" Mother Jiang said, "Could it be that the dishes mother cooked were not cooked?"

Jiang Wuqi didn't expect his mother to stand guard at the door, and the last thing he wanted to face happened: "No, Mom, it's my own problem."

"What's your problem? Is it because of this that you lost weight abroad?"

"No," Jiang Wuxi said, "It just appeared in the last few days, just take some medicine. Don't worry, I'll find a chance to go to the hospital in a few days."

"Are there any other symptoms besides vomiting? You have to explain it to your mother." Mother Jiang asked seriously.

She is an insider of Jiang Wuxi's body, she... Out of a woman's sixth sense, she was a little confused about what happened to Jiang Wuxi.

Mother Jiang's eyes were really hard to deal with, Jiang Wuqi and her stared at each other for a while, and finally lost.

He said: "There is nothing else, but I am tired recently and get sleepy easily."

Jiang Wuqi: "It should be caused by lack of rest, don't worry."

After hearing Jiang Wuxi's explanation, Jiang's mother did not relax her frowning brows, but tightened them even more.

"is that so……"

Sleepy, big appetite, nausea when eating my favorite food...

Mother Jiang's face was a little pale, and she secretly prayed in her heart that it would not be the worst outcome in her heart.

She looked at Jiang Wuqi, wanted to speak but stopped, her eyes were complicated, and finally took his hand and sat on the sofa, looking at him seriously: "Qiqi, have you been in a relationship recently?"

Mother Jiang turned from worry to seriousness, Jiang Wuxi just breathed a sigh of relief, before he had time to calm down, he heard Mother Jiang's words, couldn't hold back for a while, got angry and started to cough crazily because of the saliva stuck in his mouth.

"Cough, what... fall in love." He said helplessly, "That's not the case."

In the past few years, he really has no idea of ​​dating anyone...except Gu Xi.

He's not in a romantic relationship either.

Just like the accident with Gu Xi last time, it can't be called love.

Jiang's mother reminded: "You must tell me when you are in love. Whether it is... a boy or a girl, you must tell your mother."

"Okay, okay, mom, don't worry, I will."

"Well, you must go to the hospital when you are free in a few days, don't forget."

Mother Jiang said: "I just vomited everything I ate, and now my stomach is empty. Mom will cook a bowl of porridge for you to fill up?"

"Ah."

Jiang's father watched Jiang's mother go away to the kitchen before putting down the newspaper, showing a pair of eyebrows, and looking straight at Jiang Wuqi.

Jiang Wuxi was taken aback when he saw that his father only showed half of his face, with a cautious look on his face: "Dad? This is you?"

Jiang's father watched Jiang's mother go into the kitchen, and then he pulled down the newspaper with confidence, revealing his full face.

He took out a white invitation letter from the small coffee table next to the sofa and handed it to Jiang Wuqi: "Invitation letter. You didn't return to China before, and no one from other aristocratic families could invite us. Gotta show my face in front of them."

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