Path of Rebirth

Chapter 91

Luo Junfeng learned the news of He Jizu's death from his assistant, and it was already the next day.After hesitating again and again, he still chose to go to the He family, but he went there as a partner of the He family, not the grandson-in-law of the He family.

He Jiaming was originally unwell due to a cold, but after staying up all night, he couldn't stand it any longer. He felt that he had no strength for a day, and his head was also groggy, as if he would pass out at any time.

"Brother, go and take a rest. You can't have a problem now, otherwise I will explain to Brother Junfeng." It may be that he has already experienced it once, so after the initial grief, He Chengnian quickly adjusted himself Seeing He Jiaming's exhausted appearance, he blamed himself, he should have insisted on letting his brother rest last night.

"Cheng Nian, thank you for your hard work. I'll go and rest for a while." Although He Jiaming wanted to persevere, he was more worried about the baby in his stomach. He had checked the impact of colds on the fetus during pregnancy, so he didn't dare to be careless.

After returning to the room, before He Jiaming lay down, a servant of the He family brought him some food to the room.After eating, He Jiaming fell asleep.

When Luo Junfeng arrived at He's house, he didn't see He Jiaming, but he didn't ask about it either.To him, when He Jiaming told him about the divorce, that person was no longer worthy of his concern.

"Brother Junfeng, you are here. My brother just went to rest, do you want to see him?" After Luo Junfeng went to Luo's house, he was led directly to the mourning hall.He Chengnian stayed in the mourning hall, while He Zhenzong and Yao Ying received the guests.

Regarding He Chengnian's words, Luo Junfeng did not answer, but first offered incense and flowers to the deceased, and then bowed, and then retreated before saying: "Birth, old age, sickness and death, human nature, mourning." The deputy turned around and left.

"Wait a minute! Brother Junfeng, you and my brother...have you quarreled?" Regarding Luo Junfeng and He Jiaming, He Chengnian knew a little bit about it. In fact, he believed that those two people cared about each other, it was just their personalities. I really think about it. They are people who like to think too much in their hearts, but never say what they think in their hearts.

Seeing that Luo Junfeng was not ready to answer, He Chengnian became a little anxious. "Brother Junfeng, my brother is not feeling well. When he came yesterday, he looked thoughtful. He is in a special situation now, so can't you compromise?

Seeing the person stop, He Chengnian hurriedly continued: "Brother Junfeng, pregnant people are always paranoid and suspicious. Is there any misunderstanding between you and my brother?"

Misunderstand?That's right, why did He Jiaming propose divorce suddenly?And what does the change in his attitude towards that child mean?

"What do you mean? What did He Jiaming tell you?" Although he didn't know how the relationship between He Jiaming and He Chengnian became better, it was a fact that the two had a good relationship now. Listening to He Chengnian's words, Luo Junfeng intuitively felt that He Chengnian knew something.

"I don't know what's wrong with you, but I know that my brother just wanted to live a simple life with you from the very beginning. As long as you don't do anything wrong to him, you will be fine. Brother Junfeng, My brother is a sensitive person. Many times, a small thing or a casual word can remind him too much. Moreover, he is in a special period now, whether it is affected by physical or psychological influence, his temper may be a little outrageous. People can't bear it, so can't you be considerate of him?"

"I'm not interested in understanding someone who has nothing to do with me."

"It has nothing to do with you...Luo Junfeng! My brother is still pregnant with your child! What do you mean it has nothing to do with you? You are so cold-hearted, you deserve to be alone forever!" At this time, He Chengnian understood He Jiaming a little bit. How to do it, why He Jiaming chose to give birth to Yang Yang but could not accept Luo Junfeng again.After enduring this person's indifference once, I'm afraid no one will have the courage to approach him again.

Seeing the person who still didn't intend to stop, He Chengnian yelled directly: "Luo Junfeng, just stick to your damn principles, one day you will regret it! It was your inexplicable persistence that pushed you away. Lovers and children. When one day you are alone and regretting alone, see what your persistence can do!"

"Let me ask you again, what exactly did He Jiaming tell you?" Luo Junfeng's expression was gloomy. Anyone who was scolded for no reason would feel uncomfortable, let alone with Luo Junfeng's temperament, just being unhappy on the surface is fine.

"Why don't you ask him yourself? He's in the first room upstairs."

Luo Junfeng finally walked upstairs. He wanted to know why He Jiaming wanted to divorce him. He asked himself that he had never done anything wrong to He Jiaming. For He Jiaming, didn't he back down too much?

The door of the room was not locked, and when Luo Junfeng entered, he saw He Jiaming wrapped himself in a thick quilt.

Walking slowly to the bed, looking at the person lying on the bed curled up, his complexion was very bad, his lips were slightly dry, and his brows were slightly wrinkled as if he was uncomfortable there.

"The fever hasn't gone away..." Thinking of He Jiaming's fever, Luo Junfeng reached out and touched He Jiaming's forehead, and sure enough, he still had a fever.

When Luo Junfeng stretched out his hand back, he saw that He Jiaming put one of his hands on his abdomen even though his body was curled up, and couldn't help but also stretched his hand towards He Jiaming's abdomen.

Ever since they knew they had a child, they had been in a cold war, and he hadn't been near He Jiaming's body for more than two months.In the blink of an eye, the child has been more than three months old, and He Jiaming's abdomen has already bulged slightly.Feeling the temperature from the skin under his hands, and imagining that there lived a child connected with his own blood, Luo Junfeng's expression gradually softened.

"Even if your father doesn't care about me, I won't let you leave me." Luo Junfeng said to himself while stroking the small bump.

He Jiaming actually didn't sleep very deeply. When he felt his abdomen being touched, he became a little awake, but his mind was still a little confused after all, so he slowed down his resistance movements. When he stretched out his hand to want to When he pushed that hand away, his hand was held by that hand.

"Just for the sake of the child, I'll give you another chance." Luo Junfeng held He Jiaming's hand, and after saying this, he put down He Jiaming's hand, and began to take off his clothes.He went to bed after stripping himself naked, covered him with a quilt, and then hugged him tightly in his arms.Originally, Luo Junfeng just wanted He Jiaming to sweat profusely so that his cold would heal quickly, but he didn't expect that when he was the owner of the building, the person in his arms stretched out his arms to wrap his arms around him tightly, and rubbed his head against his arms come over.That position happened to be the place where He Jiaming pillowed on him when they usually slept, and their current posture was no different from the usual hugging and sleeping, even closer.

"I really don't understand you."

After He Jiaming fell into a drowsy sleep, he felt a lot lighter.But it was a little strange, he clearly remembered that when he was drowsy in sleep, he felt hot all over his body and sweated a lot.Why now I feel refreshed and refreshed, without sweating profusely at all.

After He Jiaming got better, he originally wanted to stay in the He family to help out, but He Chengnian refused and told him to go home and rest, and come back on the day of the funeral.

When He Jiaming left the He family, He Chengnian's eyes were complicated. He didn't know if his brother would never let go of Luo Junfeng as he said, and he always had the wish to reconcile with Luo Junfeng in his heart, but now he can only pray that his brother is really good. As he thought.

When He Jiaming went back, he saw his mother and Le Yang in the living room. Looking at his mother, she seemed to be quite happy, and he didn't know what happy things happened to her.

"Mom, I'm back."

"Mingming, you're back, come and sit down, mom has something to ask you."

Although he didn't know what his mother was happy about, He Jiaming was actually somewhat dissatisfied with his mother's performance.Although his grandfather and mother had nothing to do with each other, but at least it was his grandfather, and the old man had just passed away. He Jiaming really couldn't care less about his mother's happy face.

"Mom, what's the matter?"

Li Yunxiu also seemed to see that He Jiaming was a little unhappy, but she still asked what she wanted to know first.

"Mingming, did your father tell you anything?"

For Li Yunxiu's look of anticipation and He Zhenzong's strange attitude that day, He Jiaming immediately became suspicious. Could it be that his mother was fooled by He Zhenzong again?

"Mom, tell me honestly, have you been in contact with He Zhenzong recently? What exactly did he say to you?"

"Mingming! How can you call your father's name? How can you be so rude! He is your father, so you..."

"That's not true! I don't have a father! Mom, let me tell you, no matter what He Zhenzong said to you, you'd better not believe a word of that man's words, otherwise you will regret it sometime!" Looking at Li Yunxiu with a look on her face Surprised and then angry, He Jiaming wanted to say more, but the phone rang suddenly, so he didn't care about his mother anymore.

"So what? It's just something I don't want. You can take it if you want it." He Jiaming looked at the sky outside. It should be around nine o'clock in the evening. At this time, Luo Junfeng hadn't come back yet. Lai Lin Mu didn't lie to him.

"Lin Mu, this time, I wish you what you want." After hanging up the phone, He Jiaming went straight to the kitchen. He didn't want to care about anyone now, and the most important thing was to take care of himself and his son.

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