Quick Wear: There is always a female supporting role tearing up the script

Time passed quickly, and Xie's father called to say that the person who harmed Xie Heng had been found out. It was Shi Wenxing, the eldest grandson of the Shi family's eldest branch, and a competitor of a major project that Xie Heng had once handled. Xie Heng had caused him great harm, and he held a grudge, so he secretly took action and hired someone to kill him.

Xie's father said: "The police can do their job, and I have my own way to vent my son's anger."

He looked out the window at the leaves blowing in the wind and said, "How does that saying go? The weather is getting colder, and the Shi family will go bankrupt."

Zhou Yanning burst out laughing.

Zhou Yanning estimated that things would be over soon and they would be able to return to City A soon.

When she calculated, she found that she had been in Qingping Town for more than half a month, and it had been a whole month since Xie Heng fell into the sea.

She asked Xie Heng: "Did you remember anything?"

Xie Heng said no.

"Not at all?"

"No."

Zhou Yanning was puzzled. Could it be that his memory didn't recover bit by bit, but suddenly recovered all at once in the end?

What Xie Heng couldn't tell her was that these past few days, he could recall some fragments intermittently, and most of those fragments were about a woman.

He couldn't see her face clearly, but he could feel that he liked her very much.

He once asked Zhou Yanning: "What if I already have a lover?"

Zhou Yanning said she would try every possible means to get him back.

He thought at the time, if that was the case, then he would be the bad guy who let others down. No matter how much it cost, he would never let Zhou Yanning suffer any embarrassment or injustice.

But now he didn't dare to think about it at all. He stopped taking the medicine and began to fear the emergence of those memories.

He never thought that what he lost was the memory of deeply loving another person.

He looked at Zhou Yanning, still full of love, but the more he loved, the more painful he felt.

Zhou Yanning sensitively noticed that Xie Heng seemed to be avoiding her.

He was still very considerate of her, afraid she would fall even when they walked, and he would always follow her when she went out, holding an umbrella and a water bottle for her. But he often avoided her gaze and her touch, saying that the child was growing up day by day, and holding her hand to make her sleep peacefully.

Zhou Yanning asked one by one: "Don't you love me anymore?"

Xie Heng sighed: "What are you thinking about?"

"Why don't you answer me directly?" Zhou Yanning had only asked casually, but his reaction was so abnormal that she took it seriously. "I'll ask you again, do you not love me anymore?"

Xie Heng didn't answer for a long time.

Zhou Yanning felt a fire rising from her chest. She picked up the pillow on the bed and threw it at him, "Speak!"

She had never lost her temper so much.

Lately, her mood has been very volatile. Sometimes, she'd feel inexplicably sad just by looking at a bird outside the window. She's been experiencing frequent nausea. At her worst, she'd vomit after eating even a little. For the sake of her children, she'd have to keep eating, only to have to vomit again. She's also been experiencing nighttime leg cramps, which initially occurred only occasionally but have become more frequent.

As she thought about it, tears fell down, and she covered her belly, "I'm still pregnant, and you're making me angry like this."

Xie Heng felt that he was the biggest sinner in the world. Yes, Zhou Yanning was still pregnant.

But he didn't want to lie to her, and he certainly couldn't say to her, "I love you, but I also love someone else."

What kind of scumbag loves two women at the same time?

He squatted in front of Zhou Yanning and wanted to wipe her tears, but she pushed him away.

Zhou Yanning cried, her voice trembling as she said, "If you have something to hide from me, think it through and tell me first. There's no need to lie."

She pointed to the door, "Get out."

"Don't get angry," Xie Heng was really panicking. He was afraid Zhou Yanning might have a miscarriage. He held her hand despite her resistance, thought for a moment, and said, "Drink the porridge and get a good night's sleep, okay? I'll tell you everything you want to know tomorrow."

Zhou Yanning's emotions faded as quickly as they came. She had already stopped crying, "Really?"

"real."

She couldn't figure out what Xie Heng was thinking, but he said he would tell her tomorrow, so she could wait.

Then she said to him graciously, "Bring the porridge over here."

Xie Heng brought the porridge and fed her spoonful by spoonful.

Halfway through her meal, she ran to the bathroom to vomit. Xie Heng patted her back and handed her some water to rinse her mouth. He suddenly said, "Yan Ning, I'm sorry."

"Why are you saying this suddenly?"

"You're working so hard," Xie Heng said, his heart aching so much that he could hardly open his mouth, "and I made you angry."

Zhou Yanning didn't say anything else. Xie Heng had indeed committed an unforgivable crime by provoking her. Even though she was not angry now, she didn't want him to have an easy time.

Why should she give birth to the child? She is the one who gave birth to the child, and she feels uncomfortable here and there every day, but he only needs to wait ten months to become a father.

The more she thought about it, the more unbalanced she became, and her face turned sour, which frightened Xie Heng.

Her face was pale. She walked to the bed and lay down, rolling up the quilt. "I don't want to eat anymore. I want to sleep."

"Turn off the lights, close the door, and I won't see you off."

Xie Heng stood in front of her bed and said, "I'll massage your legs tonight."

Zhou Yanning closed her eyes and said nothing.

That means agreeing.

Xie Heng tucked the quilt in for her, followed her instructions, turned off the lights and the door, and went downstairs with the bowl in his hand.

At night, Zhou Yanning was sleeping soundly when she felt a numbness in her calf, followed by pain.

She slapped Xie Heng beside her, using all her strength to vent her anger on him.

Xie Heng woke up immediately. Ever since Zhou Yanning started having leg cramps, he had been a light sleeper and would sit up at the slightest movement.

He sat down next to her calves and massaged them skillfully.

Zhou Yanning groaned in pain, and she suddenly remembered the unpleasantness between them in the afternoon. She had worked so hard to give birth to his child, but he was unwilling to even answer her whether he loved her or not.

"Xie Heng, you bastard." She was still sleepy, her legs were aching, and she was so emotional that she shouted this without even realizing it.

She had no idea anything was wrong.

Especially when she saw the bastard Ben massaging her legs at the end of the bed, she lifted up the leg that was not cramped and tried to kick him off the bed.

"Get off!"

Xie Heng looked at Zhou Yanning in shock.

She frowned in pain, her hair was disheveled, and two strands of hair were wet with sweat sticking to her cheeks.

She still couldn't stop thinking about her ex-fiancé, but told him to get lost.

He seemed to be split into two halves, one half in the fire, the other half in the water. One half loved her, the other half hated her for being heartless. But both halves were broken because he still loved another woman, and both halves were broken because he had no stance.

He took a breath and continued massaging her legs.

When Zhou Yanning woke up the next day, she had no recollection of what she had said the previous night. She only vaguely remembered that she had kicked Xie Heng but hadn't been able to move him at all.

Xie Heng sat by the bed and watched her wake up.

She was very satisfied with Xie Heng's attitude of admitting his mistakes, "Go ahead."

Who knew Xie Heng would say: "Zhou Yanning, do you love me?"

"I've been thinking all night," he said, "I'd feel much better if you didn't love me."