Nine Zero Little Daughter-in-law

Chen Molin asked: "Sister Wen Jing plans to have a baby in Haishi, or return to China?"

"If there are no accidents, the baby will be born in Haishi."

Wen Jing is the mirage who came here for Yan Wanqing.

With her conditioning during this period, Wen Jing's body is very healthy, and the baby in her stomach is also very well-behaved.

She was afraid that if Wanqing was not around, there would be accidents during the delivery.

"Then can I witness the growth and birth of a small life?"

Chen Fangting has no family, and Miao Yanhong is an only child, so Chen Molin's family is sparsely populated, and she has never seen a newborn child.

Yan Wanqing looked at Chen Molin who was more excited than Wen Jing, and said with a smile, "That's right."

"Great."

Yan Wanqing sent Wen Jing into the room, glanced at the empty cup beside her bed, "Molin, go downstairs and pour a cold cup for Sister Wen Jing."

"okay."

Yan Wanqing put a pillow on the head of the bed for Wen Jing to lean on, "Is the butler not here today?"

"She has something to ask for leave."

Wen Jing lives in the same room with the housekeeper to prevent special situations, but the housekeeper is too noisy, staring at her eating, drinking water, sleeping, and being watched everywhere. She wishes she could take two more days off.

Yan Wanqing was worried about keeping quiet, "Do you want me to call a maid to accompany you?"

Wen Jing waved her hand, "No, I won't wake up at night."

It's hard for her ears to be clean all night, Wen Jing doesn't want anyone to disturb her cleanliness.

Yan Wanqing didn't insist on putting someone into her room, but she worriedly told her: "My phone is always on tonight, if you want to drink water or go to the bathroom at night, just call me, don't do it yourself, you understand?"

"I know."

Wen Jing laughed helplessly, "Wanqing, your wordiness is almost catching up to my housekeeper."

Yan Wanqing said angrily, "I still don't care about you."

Wen Jing hurriedly admitted her mistake, "Yes, yes, yes, my good sister, it is my sister who is wrong."

Chen Molin brought a glass of water and put it on Wen Jing's bedside.

"Sister Wen Jing, go to bed early, I'll go back to my room first."

"Okay, let's go back, good night."

Wen Jing stretched comfortably, and took out a novel from the bedside drawer. This is a tragic novel. Wen Jing is too emotional. Every time she sees a cruel place, she always cries.

Seeing this, the housekeeper refused to let her read novels, saying that it was bad for prenatal education and eyesight.

Now that the housekeeper is not here, Wen Jing of course has to read enough books.

Yan Changting had three surgeries scheduled today, and it was already two o'clock in the morning when he returned home after work.

Yan Changting dragged his tired body into the old house.

The housekeeper asked with concern: "Master, do you want to cook something?"

"No, I'll just eat some fruit."

Every time Yan Changting got off the operating table, he didn't have an appetite. He poured a cold drink, took another apple, and walked upstairs slowly.

Yan Changting walked to the corner of the stairs, and faintly heard the sound of crying.

He pinched the center of his eyebrows, was it an illusion?
Otherwise, it's so late, how could someone cry?
But he calmed down and listened carefully. Someone was really crying.

He walked in the direction of the crying, and finally stood in front of a door.

Yan Changting put his ear to it and listened.

The crying became more and more clear.

He is not a nosy person, but this time he knocked on the other party's door by accident. After knocking, he regretted it.

What does it matter to him whether people cry or not?

When Wen Jing heard someone knocking on the door, she stopped crying. She held her breath and looked at the door, her heart twitching.

Who would knock on her door so late?
She asked in a low voice, "Who is it?"

Yan Changting heard the girl's voice, and ran away as if he had done something wrong.

Wen Jing heard the sound of fleeing outside the door for a long time, and she was relieved, but she didn't dare to read anymore, wiped her tears with a tissue, and lay down to sleep.

But Yan Changting didn't feel sleepy for a long time because of that female voice.

Her voice sounded familiar, as if she had heard it somewhere before.

After a busy day at the hospital, he still suffered from insomnia at night. As a result, Yan Changting was groggy the next day, and when he went downstairs, he was top-heavy.

Yan Wanqing looked at Yan Changting who was swaying like he was drunk, and hurriedly supported him, "Brother, are you still drunk?"

"I didn't drink."

Yan Wanqing saw Yan Changting's thick bruises and asked him, "Did you work the night shift last night?"

Yan Changting didn't have the nerve to tell his sister that he lost sleep because of a woman's voice, so he hummed vaguely.

Yan Wanqing does not doubt that there is him.

Yan Changting's occupation is special, he often stays in the hospital on night shift, and often after the night shift, this is the virtue.

"After breakfast in a while, go upstairs to sleep and don't go to work."

He went to see a doctor in his current state, and it was estimated that he was misdiagnosed.

Yan Changting nodded heavily, he must go to sleep, otherwise he would not have the energy to work the night shift at night.

When Wen Jing calmed down, her eye sockets were red and swollen, as if she had cried a lot.

From the corner of Yan Changting's eyes, Wen Jing was first stunned, and then saw her red and swollen eye sockets. The fog in her heart seemed to have faded a lot, and the things hidden behind gradually became clearer.

The crying last night was hers.

Yan Wanqing asked with concern: "Sister Wen Jing, why are your eyes swollen?"

Wen Jing touched Yan Jing subconsciously. When she washed her face in the morning, she found that her eyes were swollen, but she was embarrassed to tell Yan Wanqing that her eyes were swollen from crying because of reading novels.

Wen Jing lowered her head, not daring to show Yan Wanqing her guilt.

"I am fine."

Yan Changting interpreted her appearance as excessive sadness, otherwise why would she cry in the middle of the night?
Yan Changting looked thoughtful.

Mrs. Yan came back from her morning exercise and asked energetically, "Wanqing, did your second brother come back last night?"

"No."

When Yan Wanqing passed by Yan Zhengqing's room, she deliberately pushed it away and took a look. The quilt was neatly folded, as if someone had slept there.

Old Madam Yan looked at Yan Changting, "The driver is out today for errands, and Xiaoting will take Wanqing to school in a while."

Yan Changting and Yan Wanqing are fine.

It's just that the quiet housekeeper hasn't come yet, and she has to go to work soon.

"Brother, if you have nothing to do today, why don't you send me to school and Sister Wen Jing to work by the way?"

Wen Jing refused instinctively, "Don't bother, I'll just take a taxi."

Wen Jing is sorry to bother Yan Changting, after all, the last time there was an embarrassing quarrel at the factory, and she beat him with a broom, how could she be ashamed to take someone else's car now?
Yan Changting said: "Sending one person is also giving away, and it doesn't matter if there is one more person."

Yan Wanqing knew that what he said meant that he agreed.

"Sister Wen Jing, it's not easy to take a taxi here, so let my elder brother take you to work."