Crippled Master's Young Wife

Du Siqing looked at the warmth in her eyes. "FEMALE1 is pregnant... Maybe it is my child."    

So, how could he not worry about her?    

"You said it is only possible. Du Siqing, warmth has a man. Can you not be sentimental?"    

"Why is it that I'm thinking too highly of myself? That night, Nuan and I were together. "    

"What were we together for? Didn't you guys get knocked out? Are you sure you had a relationship with Warmth? "    

" I... "    

"[Enough!]"    

Warmth was unbearable, interrupting the quarrel between the two.    

The hands under the blanket clenched their fists, and their faces were filled with unspeakable embarrassment.    

Fu Manyun and Du Siqing hurriedly shut their mouths. They knew that Warmth was not feeling well.    

"Warmth, I'm sorry."    

"Nuan, I'm very sorry."    

The two of them apologized to Warmth apologetically.    

Warmth closed her eyes and slowly got up. "Can I go out now? Mann, send me home."    

"Okay, I'll go help you with the paperwork."    

" I've already finished the paperwork. I just need to go through the discharge procedures. " Yes, Du Siqing said.    

Fu Manyun stopped walking and her big eyes looked around. "Du Siqing, since you have already done the procedures, you might as well do a good deed to the end. Go and help Warmth get discharged as well."    

"Okay, I will go."    

Du Siqing did not hesitate. He took a look at Warmth and turned to leave.    

"Phew, what a pestering man."    

Fu Manyun shook her head. Seeing the warmth, she got off the bed and hurriedly passed the new clothes to her. "Warmth, quickly change your clothes. I will send you home."    

"Thank you."    

Warmth was absent-minded. She pulled the corner of her mouth and took the clothes that Fu Manyun handed over and went to the bathroom.    

Her nose was sore, and she felt terrible in her heart.    

She didn't know what she should do in the future.    

The person she cared about the most had never appeared. Had she really given up on herself?    

Tears welled up in her eyes. She hurriedly looked up and forced the tears out of her eyes.    

After changing her clothes, she walked out of the bathroom. "Manyun, I'm fine."    

"Okay, let's go."    

Fu Manyun returned the warm personal belongings and handed her phone to her. "I've charged your phone. It can be used now."    

Warmth took the phone and looked down at the phone in her hand. She turned on the phone.    

The screen flashed. Other than a large pile of push news and a few unknown calls, she did not see the familiar phone number.    

Jiang Lingfeng actually did not even call her.    

His warm red lips pursed tightly, and his heart sank bit by bit.    

She had always known that he was a cold and heartless person. When it came to being heartless, he was more heartless than anyone else.    

But that was when he treated other people, and those who had nothing to do with him.    

She had never thought that one day, he would treat her like this.    

It was as if nothing intimate had ever happened between the two of them.    

It was as if the two of them were strangers.    

The warmth was like a marionette being supported by Fu Manyun. She sat in Fu Manyun's car and looked at the scenery along the street. She was no longer angry.    

When he returned to his apartment and looked at this familiar place, his mind was filled with Jiang Lingfeng's tall figure.    

Her sharp eyes withdrew their sharpness and she smiled gently at herself.    

And now...    

His warm heart felt a burst of pain, and it was so painful that he could not catch his breath.    

"Warmth, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell? Hurry up and sit down."    

Fu Manyun saw the warmth covering her chest and her face was pale. She hurriedly helped her to the sofa and sat down.    

"What should I do? I am really worried that you will live here alone in the future. It just so happens that something happened to Director Jiang and he can't take care of you. I'll see if I can find a reliable person to take care of you tomorrow. "