Announced divorce, madly criticized Ling Shaochang for kneeling down

"okay!"

Qiao He roared, glaring at Li Ling with a sullen expression, "What have you done to a good meal?! If you can't talk, then shut up and eat!"

"Oh, husband, calm down!"

Seeing that Qiao He was genuinely angry, Li Ling quickly stood by his side to calm him down. "That's just the beginning of the conversation, isn't it? Besides, haven't you always wanted a grandchild? I was thinking, if you had married Ling Che as you wished, you would have had two children in three years."

Just as she finished speaking, Aunt Wang came over with a plate of food. "The last dish is the sweet and sour pork ribs that Young Master Xile loves!"

As she left, she subconsciously glanced at Qiao Ruyi.

The white porcelain plate is filled with bright red and juicy spareribs, which are fragrant and emitting a wisp of hot steam.

Qiao Ruyi's eyes suddenly fell on the plate of sweet and sour pork ribs. Almost all the blood in her body froze instantly, and her whole body was so stiff that she couldn't even move a finger.

My throat felt like it was blocked by a thousand layers of sponges, and even breathing became a little difficult.

Her face suddenly turned pale and bloodless.

"Ruyi, when you come back from school, Mommy will make you your favorite sweet and sour pork ribs, okay?"

"Ruyi, when you come back from school, we will make you your favorite sweet and sour pork ribs, okay?"

"Ruyi, when you come back from school, we will make you your favorite sweet and sour pork ribs, okay?"

Yin Rufang's gentle voice suddenly rang in my ears...over and over again...

In his mind, her graceful smiling face flashed through his mind frame by frame... and the glaring red like blood took away the thin air in Qiao Ruyi's chest.

Her whole body began to feel numb, her eyes staring at the plate of ribs, and her chest began to heave violently.

Ling Che frowned, realizing something was wrong with her, and put his big hand around her waist, "What's wrong?"

Qiao Ruyi didn't answer him. She shook off Ling Che's hand, stood up with a pale face, supported by the dining table, and then staggered to the bathroom with her mouth covered.

Ling Che followed closely and just as he reached the bathroom door, he heard the sound of vomiting coming from inside.

......

Inside the restaurant.

Qiao Ruyuan and Li Ling looked at each other and smiled quietly for a moment.

Then, Li Ling's face was filled with worry. "What happened to Ruyi? Why does she look uncomfortable?"

Qiao He sighed heavily, frowned and said nothing.

Qiu Gui came in and was about to say something when he saw the plate of spare ribs on the table.

After scanning the restaurant again and finding no sign of Qiao Ruyi, he hurriedly said to Qiao He, "Mr. Qiao, the young lady doesn't eat sweet and sour pork ribs. Have you forgotten? Why did you ask the kitchen to prepare this dish today?"

Qiao He's heart sank as he suddenly remembered that Qiao Ruyi had never eaten this dish since Yin Rufang passed away.

And just seeing this dish will cause vomiting physiologically.

At that time, Aunt Chen, who was taking care of her, was still there and took good care of her daily life.

Later, when new servants came, he also gave instructions to the kitchen, but Qiao Ruyi came back less often in recent years, so he did not mention this matter again.

He turned and glared at Li Ling with anger on his face, "Didn't you notify the kitchen?"

Li Ling screamed in surprise, patted her forehead, and said apologetically, "Oh, I forgot. It's Xile's birthday today, and my son likes it, so I arranged it. I forgot Ruyi doesn't like it."

Since his son moved out, Qiao He couldn't blame him too much.

Upon hearing this, Qiao Xile just looked up and glanced at Li Ling, pursed his lips tightly and said nothing, quietly picking at the building blocks in his hand.

......

There was only a small light on in the bathroom, and the light was dim.

When he pushed the door open, Qiao Ruyi was standing with her back to him, leaning over the sink, retching loudly.

He supported his slightly trembling body with his arms, his hands tightly gripping the marble beside the pool, his face as pale as a piece of white paper.

It looked extremely painful, as if he was going to vomit out all his internal organs.

Ling Che leaned against the wall with his arms folded, staring at her slender back and asked, "What's going on?"

Qiao Ruyi didn't say anything. After calming down, she turned on the faucet and scooped up handfuls of cold water to splash on her cheeks.

The cold water touched my face, and I finally sobered up a little.

She did not answer Ling Che's words, and Ling Che just waited quietly for her to speak.

The water flows like a pillar, and the surroundings are so quiet that only the sound of the water can be heard.

Through the large mirror, Ling Che could see her delicate and pale face, even her rosy lips had lost their color.

Qiao Ruyi lowered her head, and after a long time, the strength that had been drained away slowly returned to her body.

She took out a tissue and wiped the water off her face. As soon as she turned around, Ling Che leaned over and approached her step by step.

Until he forced her between his body and the sink.

"Upset stomach?" he asked.

His voice was deep and clear, and his eyes flickered in the dim light.

Qiao Ruyi was already tired, feeling physically and mentally exhausted.

She shook her head slightly as a response.

There were still water stains on the delicate face, with a few strands of hair on the forehead stuck to them.

Ling Che raised his hand and gently brushed the hair away from her forehead with his fingertips.

Qiao Ruyi's eyelashes trembled for a moment, feeling the warmth of his fingertips. Was he caring about her?

Ling Che leaned closer, his nose touching hers, and asked softly, "Don't tell me you're pregnant."

His voice didn't sound happy.

Qiao Ruyi's heart suddenly sank a little.

She sneered in her heart, raised her eyes and met his deep eyes.

"Are you so afraid that I'll get pregnant?"

Her tone was haughty and provocative.

Ling Che said nothing, looked at her deeply for a moment, then lowered his head and kissed her lips fiercely.

Qiao Ruyi subconsciously turned her head away, but his big hand pressed the back of her head tightly, making her unable to move.

She tried to push him away, but her limited strength was of no use against his broad shoulders.

Ling Che's kiss became deeper and deeper, with a hint of arrogance and dominance.

“Knock, knock, knock—!”

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

Qiao Ruyi paused for a moment and stopped struggling.

Ling Che was very satisfied with her obedient appearance at the moment, hiding in his arms like a frightened kitten.

"Uncle, is the young lady okay?"

It was Qiu Gui's voice.

Ling Che's lips moved away from Qiao Ruyi's and he uttered a low "hmm".

After hearing this, Qiu Gui walked away with peace of mind.

Then, Ling Che's indifferent gaze fell on Qiao Ruyi's pretty face, "Qiao Ruyi, I told you."

His voice was low, and he said word by word, "I will not have children with you."

Qiao Ruyi stared at his deep, well-like eyes for a long time. He had a face that could captivate everyone, but he always spoke cruel and cold words.

Sure enough, the more handsome a man is, the more despicable and mean he is!

"Then thank you very much."

She looked at Ling Che and forced a smile, "Do you think I want to have a baby with you?"

After saying that, she pushed Ling Che away, opened the door and walked out.