I Woke up and Was Pregnant

After Jiang Hengshu and Mr. Jiang hung up, Fu Zhen turned around and said to Jiang Hengshu, "I'm fine, you can go to the company."

Jiang Hengshu refused: "Don't go, if you feel too uncomfortable these two days, don't go to the studio."

"It's okay," Fu Zhen shook his head and touched his stomach. Now he still doesn't have a clear understanding of the fact that there is a little life in his stomach. He said, "Except for a little nausea, Everything else is pretty good."

Jiang Hengshu raised his hand and gently stroked the back of Fu Zhen's hand twice, "It will be fine in a few days, and bear with it again."

Fu Zhen gave a hum and leaned his head on Jiang Hengshu's shoulder.

"How long will the Shazhou Chronicle end?" Jiang Hengshu asked. After all, if Fu Zhen's stomach came out in two months, he would not be suitable to appear in front of others.

Fu Zhen thought for a while and replied to Jiang Hengshu: "It will definitely be done before May. I will mainly sort out the next plot and make a simple script. You can leave it to Teacher Wan for the storytelling. painting."

Jiang Hengshu nodded and told Fu Zhen: "Don't make yourself too tired."

"I know."

Jiang Hengshu asked: "Tomorrow weekend, go for a walk?"

Fu Zhen hummed, and when his stomach was up, he would not be able to go out for at least three or four months. In fact, he could go out as long as he was willing to dress.

But this matter is not in a hurry now. I will talk about it later. Fu Zhen yawned. Jiang Heng saw that he was a little sleepy and went to the kitchen to pour Fu Zhen a glass of milk.

When he came back, Fu Zhen had already laid the quilt. He sat on the edge of the bed with his head hanging down. If he added a red hijab, it looked like a bride waiting for the groom to come in. Jiang Hengshu handed warm milk. In Fu Zhen's hands.

Jiang Hengshu stretched out his hand, wiped off the white beard at the corner of his mouth, took the empty cup in his hand, placed it on the bedside table, and suddenly said to Fu Zhen: "Right, go to the Civil Affairs Bureau next Monday."

"Huh?" Fu Zhen was taken aback for a moment, then thought of the meaning of Jiang Hengshu's words.

Jiang Hengshu went on to say: "Find another time to do the wedding."

Fu Zhen didn't know what to say for a while, Jiang Hengshu continued: "There may not be too many people invited, mainly some family members."

The Hexijiang family will not be less than the family, and Fu Zhen really has a strange feeling that he is about to marry and be a bride in a daze.

He said, the whole person was still in a daze, Jiang Hengshu stood up and flicked his forehead lightly, "Okay, go to sleep."

Jiang Hengshu went to the bathroom. When Fu Zhen recovered, listening to the sound of water in the bathroom, he slapped his mouth, there was still a slight smell of milk in it, and he got up from the bed. When he walked into the bathroom to rinse his mouth, he could vaguely see Jiang Hengshu through the frosted glass.

Fu Zhen put down the mouthwash cup in his hand and stared at Jiang Hengshu's figure for a while, suddenly remembering the night of Valentine's Day, he exhaled, rubbed his hot face, and finally moved away. Sight.

Jiang Hengshu came out of the bathroom after taking a shower, watching Fu Zhen already lying on the bed, only a black hairy head was exposed. Hearing Jiang Hengshu's footsteps, Fu Zhen put his head out of the quilt again. One point, he looked at Jiang Hengshu with two big round eyes. Jiang Hengshu sat down by the bed, poked his finger on Fu Zhen’s face and asked him: "Why are you so red? ?"

Fu Zhen pushed the pot without hesitation: "Maybe it's going to be windy."

Jiang Hengshu raised his eyes and glanced out of the window. He felt that the possibility of windy weather is not very high recently. He lowered his eyes, looked at Fu Zhen, and said to him, "If you feel uncomfortable, tell me immediately."

"No discomfort." Fu Zhen shook his head. He is fine now, and he is ready to wear when he is full.

As soon as Jiang Hengshu went to bed, Fu Zhen searched and got into Jiang Hengshu's quilt. Jiang Hengshu silently laughed when he saw the series of actions he had just done. It turned out that this little mermaid was a loach.

Jiang Hengshu turned off the light in the bedroom, and Fu Zhen got up in the dark with both hands. He was like a rabbit on Jiang Hengshu's body, bouncing back and forth.

Jiang Hengshu grabbed Fu Zhen's restless hand, held it in his palm, and whispered to Fu Zhen, "Don't mess around, sleep well."

Fu Zhen sighed slightly disappointed, Jiang Hengshu hugged him in his arms, his warm palms on his back.

Recently, Pinghai City opened a new botanical garden in Jinsha District, not far from their community, and the two of them walked there directly.

It’s just that it’s not yet March. Most of the plants in the botanical garden are still sleeping, but the various flowers in the greenhouse are vying to open up. The long flower racks extend from the entrance to the exit. The fragrance of the flowers is full, filling the air, as if A sign of spring.

After coming out of the greenhouse, there is a huge lake on the opposite side. The lake is calm and there are one or two small boats wandering on it. There is a bridge on the lake. On the bridge there are several young girls in Hanfu who are taking pictures.

"Fu Zhen?"

Fu Zhen heard someone calling himself behind him. He turned around and saw a young man in his twenties running in his direction. The young man’s chin was covered with cyan stubble, his hair was messy and he had not been tidyed for a few days. It was covered with bloodshot eyes and looked quite embarrassed.

Fu Zhen knew this young man. He was a friend of Fu Zhen for many years. He grew up wearing the same pants as Fu Zhen. But later, he fell in love with Tang Wanwan. Not only did he part ways with Fu Zhen, but he was about to get engaged. Girlfriend.

His girlfriend was pregnant at that time, but only Fu Zhen knew about this. After the girlfriend was broken up, she didn't say anything to keep her, and went abroad without hesitation, and has not returned until today.

Fu Zhen coldly greeted the person in front of him: "Luo Xi."

Luo Xi looked at Fu Zhen in front of him, pursed his lips, lowered his head and dared not look at him again. It took a while before he said to him, "I'm very sorry for what happened back then."

This apology was the same as the confession letter that Fu Jianchen sent out. It had no meaning to Fu Zhen. He turned around and wanted to leave. Luo Xi stopped him again and asked, "Do you know where Chen Mo is? ?"

Fu Zhen lowered his eyes, not knowing what the man in front of him wanted to do now, he said four words: "I don't know."

Luo Xi grabbed Fu Zhen's sleeve and pleaded with Fu Zhen, "Fu Zhen, I don't ask for your forgiveness, I just want to know where she is, please tell me, tell me."

Fu Zhen shook his head, still the original sentence: "I don't know."

"You must know it, please tell me." Luo Xi's eyes turned red, and tears fell from his eyes. His strangeness quickly attracted the attention of pedestrians around him, but Luo Xi didn't care. He just wants to know about Chen Mo.

Fu Zhen forcefully pulled his sleeves free from Luo Xi's hands, then crossed Luo Xi and walked towards Jiang Hengshu who had returned from buying water not far away.

Luo Xi turned around, the golden sunlight was shining on the lake, the waves shone, Luo Xi stopped in a daze, looking at the water, he seemed to see Chen Mo's figure on the water.

Where are you? I miss you so much, I was wrong, I will never leave you behind...

However, no one could hear these words, and Chen Mo would not come back because of his words.

When Fu Zhen and Jiang Hengshu were about to leave, they met Luo Xi again. He was sitting alone on a bench by the road of the Botanical Garden, his eyes were absent, as if his soul had been drawn away.

Jiang Hengshu noticed that Fu Zhen's eyes were a little strange, and asked him, "People you know?"

Fu Zhen shook his head: "I knew it before, but I am not familiar with it now."

"Let's go then." Jiang Hengshu took Fu Zhen's hand and walked towards home.

Now Tang Wanwan’s reputation on the Internet is completely stinking. The Shazhou Chronicle that she planned for several months now has to be shut down. At the same time, she is also facing multiple prosecutions, especially now that everyone knows that Tang Wanwan is not Fu Jianchen’s. My biological daughter has a more mean and perfunctory attitude towards her.

Although Qin Zhao possesses a lot of resources and powers, in the face of these many problems, he is somewhat reluctant to deal with it. What's more, Qin's father and Qin's mother have more prejudice against Tang Wanwan because of this matter, and even demand Qin Zhao and Tang Wanwan Get divorced quickly.

The pressure on Qin Zhao's body is getting heavier day by day, and finally one day he can't stand it anymore. He hysterically asked Tang Wanwan, "What kind of person do I like?"

Tang Wanwan pursed his lips and said to Qin Zhao, "I'm sorry, I am a man who uses all means to succeed, just like you know now."

Qin Zhao was stunned for a moment. He didn't know why Tang Wanwan was not even willing to lie to himself. He stared at Tang Wanwan blankly.

Tang Wanwan paused. She used to get the love of many men through the system, and now they have to leave her one by one, but Qin Zhao in front of her will not, because he is the only one who did not get it through the system. Man, and therefore she will choose to marry him in the end.

Tang Wanwan continued: "What? Now even you have to abandon me like Fu Jianchen and the others?"

Qin Zhao looked at Tang Wanwan, his eyes filled with misery, he gritted his teeth, "You let me think about it."

Tang Wanwan nodded and said to Qin Zhao: "I don't care, at most, I'm just as alone as before. You don't have to feel guilty about it."

After saying this, two lines of tears fell from Tang Wanwan's eyes.

Qin Zhao hugged his head and felt extremely painful. He issued a broken complaint: "Why would I like you?"

What does liking a person really like about him? Is it his appearance? Or his soul? But what does the soul include? How can we truly see through a person and touch his true soul?

This is really a problem of the century.

If Qin Zhao gave up Tang Wanwan at this time, then all these years of hard work would have become a joke, but if he didn't let go...Is this kind of Tang Wanwan also his favorite?

After a long time, Qin Zhao raised his head again and looked at Tang Wanwan. He said to Tang Wanwan, "You stay at home during this period of time. Don't go out anymore."

Tang Wanwan hummed softly, knowing that she had passed Qin Zhao's place, but Qin Zhao alone was far from enough. She wanted to take back everything she had lost.

She is still young, there are many possibilities in the future, and she will never be easily defeated.

The author has something to say: Tang Wanwan’s downfall came a little bit (I promise everyone’s satisfaction, but we have to wait a while). Before the kidnapping of Fu Zhen’s brothers, the Lin family was taken to Africa by Jiang Hengshu. From Hengshu's perspective, it was the Lin family brothers who kidnapped Fu Zhen and demanded a ransom from the Fu family, but the Fu family did not agree, so they would kill Fu Zhen. From Fu Jianchen’s point of view, at most, Tang Wanwan blocked the kidnapper’s number from his mobile phone (he still couldn’t find evidence), so Tang Wanwan shouldn’t be allowed to direct this matter. Fall down (especially she is no longer a member of the Fu family).