Sweet Wife, be Good!

He walked to He Ning's side and sat down in front of her hospital bed.

His silence made everyone's hearts hang up.

The rest of the doctors and nurses filed out, leaving them alone.

The medicine entered from the back of her hand, and her face had a faint pink color, which was much better than the previous paleness.

On Shen Jingyu's lips, a smile of unknown meaning was pulled up: "Child?"

She has a child, but he doesn't know it. He just wants to know who the child is.

He Ning clenched her palms tightly, looking at his expression, she subconsciously said: "Yes, I have a child. But the child is not yours..."

Her argument seemed pale.

However, this is the only thing she must insist on at this moment.

"It's not mine." Shen Jingyu murmured, seeming to be rejoicing, and also seeming to be jealous.

No one can see his emotions.

He Ning could not see through.

She blinked her long eyelashes nervously. Will he ask her to remove the baby like last time?

Will he force himself to accept results that he cannot accept?

She looked at Chu Zhuohang, and then said in a firm voice: "The child is Senior Chu's!"

This sentence, like a shock to the world, caused ripples in the calm room to suddenly appear in layers, causing even greater waves.

Shen Jingyu raised her eyes, her eyes were dark, and her angular face was covered with a layer of inexplicable loneliness.

Qin Zheng opened his mouth wide, looked at He Ning inconceivably, and then at Shen Jingyu.

Gu Yunchen lost his voice: "He Ning!"

There was a bit of joy between Chu Zhuohang's brows and eyes.

In fact, he had already guessed the ending. Shen Jingyu and He Ning had such a big disagreement between whether or not to have a child, and they couldn't reach an agreement all the time, and they had to have the situation like this.

He Ning pushed the child's affairs by his side, but he was quite willing to accept it.

If He Ning is willing, he is willing to assume such a responsibility.

Chu Zhuohang walked quickly to He Ning and reached out to hold her little hand.

Shen Jingyu's gaze fell from He Ning's face to her hand held by Chu Zhuohang.

The wrist was white and flawless, placed in Chu Zhuohang's palm.

The child belongs to Chu Zhuohang...

With this thought, Shen Jingyu's heart was deeply pierced.

"Sure... it's not mine?" Shen Jingyu asked back, his voice a little different from his own.

"Sure it's not." He Ning's expression has been completely determined.

She wants to protect her children. In this situation, she has no choice.

Moreover, the child will soon become pregnant, and he will know it sooner or later.

She can only do this.

She was afraid of Shen Jingyu's trouble with Chu Zhuohang, and continued to whisper: "Sorry, San Ye...I don't know I should not cheat on you during marriage, which will have such a bad influence on you."

"Everything is my fault. I want a child too much and a family too much. That's why..."

"I can understand your feelings, please don't blame anyone else."

"If I get divorced, I don't want anything!"

She anxiously defended the other man.

Shen Jingyu's heart gradually became numb with pain.

He knew she wouldn't want anything...because of this, he didn't know what to give her.

His bleak expression fell into her sight, making her heart soft and painful like a needle stick.