Crippled Master's Young Wife

Day after day, it had been a month, but she was still unable to go out.    

Fu Manyun came to see her.    

She asked how the progress was?    

However, she was vague and only asked her to wait patiently.    

She knew that it must be something very troublesome, and she wouldn't be able to get out in a short period of time.    

What should she do?    

How long would she stay here?    

Why hasn't Jiang Lingfeng come to see her once?    

Had he really given up on her?    

He felt a dull pain in his chest, and his head swelled up. His stomach suddenly turned sour.    

The warmth touched his chest. Unable to suppress the nausea that rushed into his throat, he vomited.    

Tears were instantly squeezed out. It was unknown whether it was because of physical discomfort or mental pain.    

She rubbed her chest and supported herself against the wall. Just as she was about to get up, her vision suddenly turned black...    

She woke up in the hospital again.    

Looking at the snow-white wall, she felt a little lost in warmth.    

What was wrong with her?    

"Warmth, you're awake?"    

The door was pushed open and Fu Manyun walked in.    

"Manyun, why am I in the hospital?" She got up and asked.    

"Don't get up, quickly lie down."    

Fu Manyun quickly walked to the bedside and stuffed the warmth back into the blanket. She looked at her and wanted to say something but stopped herself.    

It looked like there was something difficult to say.    

Could it be that she had a terminal illness?    

Warmth tugged at the corner of her mouth. "Manyun, if you have something to say, say it. I can bear it."    

Fu Manyun fell silent. "Warmth, you are pregnant."    

Pregnant!    

She was pregnant!    

Then this child...    

She looked at Fu Manyun in a daze and gently caressed her lower abdomen.    

Surprise, surprise, helplessness, and hesitation made her face gradually turn pale.    

One month, exactly one month.    

If there wasn't that farce from a month ago, then this child would definitely be Jiang Lingfeng's.    

And now...    

"Warmth, this child..."    

Bang! The door was pushed open again. Du Siqing walked in while panting. His handsome face was filled with excitement.    

"Nuan, you... I..."    

The person in question had come. His warm face changed again and again. He did not know how to face it.    

"What about you and me? Du Siqing, what are you doing here?"    

Fu Manyun rolled her eyes at Du Siqing.    

Ever since the incident a month ago, Du Siqing had been talking nonsense in front of the reporters, saying that he wanted to marry Fu Manyun. His fans had started to bombard him with warmth.    

Although the public opinion had been forcefully suppressed, the warm image had long collapsed.    

Originally, warmth had been framed, but Du Siqing's words had put her on a moral level.    

It made people think that she was still entangled with other men even though she had a boyfriend.    

Perverted Yang flowers, licentious and flirtatious, this was the evaluation of the people who didn't know the truth about Warmth.    

Warmth, this kind of person character, really had half of Du Siqing's credit.    

"Warmth can be released on bail. Jiang Nan's compensation has already been settled. I am here to pick her up and bring her home."    

Du Siqing did not pay attention to Fu Manyun's bad attitude towards him. He only looked at Warmth deeply.    

She was pregnant.    

Then the child in her womb might be his!    

"Don't worry, I'm her assistant. I'll handle her matters."    

Fu Manyun glared at Du Siqing and pointed at the door, saying, "Now, go out from where you come from."    

"How can that be? She is my person, and I have to take responsibility for her." Du Siqing refused to back down.    

"Who are you? Du Siqing, please make it clear that she is Jiang Lingfeng's fiancée and my lady boss. Please don't speak nonsense in front of outsiders. "    

It was already chaotic enough.    

Why would this man want to cause trouble?