She's a shrewd and sweet woman who transmigrated into a book.

Chapter 70 You Lost

Leng Yunting's patting motions became even gentler, and his tone was inevitably somewhat anxious.
"Just don't hold it in, just don't throw it up."

After the wave of nausea subsided, Liu Jingyi was already teary-eyed, leaning against him as if completely exhausted. She had no strength left to live!
Liu Jingyi really didn't expect that the early stages of pregnancy would be so uncomfortable; at first, she could say it was just a case of not being able to adjust to the new environment.

But this time, there really wasn't any excuse.

With tears welling up in her eyes, Liu Jingyi raised her hand and gently punched Leng Yunting's chest. Because she lacked strength, it sounded more like she was pleading with him.

"It's all your fault... Waaah... It's all your fault..."

"Yes, yes, it's my fault, it's all my fault."

"Get away from me! You have no compassion for me at all! How can you be like this? I hate you!"

She actually wanted to say something more cutting, but found that she could only say childish things in anger.

When Leng Yunting heard her say "I hate you," he felt a tightness in his chest and was very upset.

At that moment, it seemed as if they had forgotten that the woman in front of them was pregnant and already sensitive.

He simply said coldly, as a man, "If you hate me, who do you want to like?"

The words spoken were irritating and sharp, but upon closer listening, they also had a sour undertone.

Liu Jingyi thought he would continue to apologize, but to her surprise, the man turned around and asked her questions.

She's the kind of person who needs to be appeased, and now that she's upset, the man is doing the opposite.

It's over now!
This was like stirring up a hornet's nest.

The tears that had been held back suddenly burst forth again.

Liu Jingyi didn't care what Leng Yunting was doing; at that moment, she just wanted to be alone.

He got up and went back to his room, then slammed the door shut.

Leng Yunting stood at the doorway, really wanting to slap himself.

He didn't know why, even though he knew she would be unhappy if he told her.

Even though she knew perfectly well that her physical condition didn't allow it, once jealousy took hold,

Reason and self-control were completely gone.

A man's jealousy is truly terrifying.

Leng Yunting stood outside the door. The dull thud hit him directly in the chest, as if his internal organs were going to go numb.

He didn't know what was wrong with him, but whenever he was around Liu Jingyi, he seemed to become a different person.

This damned jealousy made him lose his mind.

Her words, "I hate you," made him lose control and think of Chen Xingjie, the son of her so-called godmother, the boy next door!
He forgot that she was pregnant, and her emotions were inherently volatile, sensitive, and fragile, unable to withstand the slightest disturbance.

He completely forgot that she had already suffered from morning sickness and was exhausted both physically and mentally.

What she needs right now is his tolerance and care, not his sharp and jealous questioning!
The room was quiet, without a sound.

The deathly silence made him feel more uneasy than hearing her cries.

He could already imagine the little woman in the room, curled up on the bed, silently shedding tears, how aggrieved she must have felt.

"Yiyi, please open the door."

No matter how much Leng Yunting shouted from outside, there was no response from inside.

He didn't care about anything else at that point; he just grabbed something and pried open the lock on the door.

The curtains in the room were half-drawn, making the room somewhat dim, but Liu Jingyi's curled-up figure could still be clearly seen.

Liu Jingyi heard the sound of the door being forcibly opened, her body stiffened slightly, but she did not turn around.

She pulled the blanket up high, leaving only a few strands of hair sticking out.

Liu Jingyi's resistance left Leng Yunting at a loss for what to do.

"Yiyi..."

His voice was hoarse. He reached out to pull the blanket away, but his fingertips stopped abruptly in mid-air just as they touched it.

He suddenly felt a little scared, afraid that she would resist even more strongly.

"Yiyi..."

“Yiyi…” No matter what Leng Yunting did, Liu Jingyi remained silent, only shedding tears silently.

Leng Yunting felt as if his heart had been squeezed tightly, a mixture of sourness and pain.

"I was wrong, I was just jealous, I..."

He hugged her tightly, his voice hoarse and filled with self-doubt.

Liu Jingyi was too exhausted to argue with him anymore.

She thought, "That's fine!"

He doesn't like her, he doesn't care about her, so why should she make herself suffer?
Didn't we agree on this?

Yes, she was greedy!

It's one thing to understand in your heart, but you still can't help feeling uncomfortable on your face.

"I...want to eat..."

"Okay, okay, I'll go get it for you."

She could be angry or ignore him, as long as she didn't get angry at her own body, Leng Yunting thought.

Leng Yunting fed her in small bites, and Liu Jingyi ate without exchanging a single word.

After finishing her meal, Liu Jingyi simply said that she was tired and needed to rest.

Liu Jingyi's indifference made Leng Yunting very uncomfortable, but he had only himself to blame.

Leng Yunting quietly closed the door, then went to Aunt Chen's house to ask her to check on things.

He himself went to a state-run shopping mall.

He brought a lot of money and industrial vouchers, which angered people, so he still had to appease them properly.

Leng Yunting was very generous, after all, he had never been short of money.

Once inside the mall, if he saw something Liu Jingyi might like, he would buy it without the slightest hesitation.

Clothes, bags, leather shoes, and a bunch of food.

It cost a total of 280 yuan, plus a few industrial invoices.

Unfortunately, Leng Yunting saw Chen Xingjie as soon as he came out of the mall.

Leng Yunting's eyes darkened as he coldly stared at the man opposite him.

After Chen Xingjie finished his business and came out, he saw Leng Yunting across from him.

Seeing that only Leng Yunting was by his side and Liu Jingyi was not, Chen Xingjie stopped pretending to be gentle.

He remained expressionless, observing coldly.

Their sharp, piercing gazes met briefly before they both coldly looked away.

Chen Xingjie had no intention of greeting him. He gave him a cold look and turned to leave.

As Leng Yunting watched Chen Xingjie's retreating figure, his mind went blank.

He thought about the scenes he saw when he was injured and unconscious.

It's something he never wants to remember in his life.

A man and a woman, with a child in between.

At first, it was blurry; it was just a silhouette.

As he drew closer, the man suddenly turned around; it was Chen Xingjie.

The man looked at him and said silently, "You lost."

Leng Yunting's temples throbbed with pain, and the oppressive feeling in his heart made it hard for him to recover.

He took a deep breath, and the pain gradually subsided.

Chen Xingjie's line, "You lost."

The image of him walking away with Liu Jingyi and a child, his back receding into the distance, became a nightmare in Leng Yunting's mind.

(End of this chapter)