hello cold husband

Chapter 374 As a Wife
It seems that since then, he has started to leave notes for her.

Every time she gets up late, he will write a note and press it on the bedside table with a pen, the handwriting is chic and powerful.

Sometimes it was a sentence, sometimes at most two or three sentences, telling her his whereabouts briefly.

It's not sweet talk.

But every sentence, every word, even every punctuation mark, is now like a treasure in Qiao Xiaoan's eyes.

She was holding the "Jojo, wait for me to come home tonight!" post-it note, and her slender fingers landed on the word "home".

Feeling the smoothness of the paper, it was obviously a very ordinary note, but it could make her teary-eyed.Guessing Ah Mo's actions, expressions, and emotions when he wrote every word and every punctuation mark, tears flowed more and more.

It dripped on the sticky note, afraid of getting the precious handwriting wet, she quickly took the note away, and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with her cuff.

The slender palm fell on the aching lower abdomen, muttering to himself.

"Baby, even you resisted, you don't allow mother to be so pessimistic and depraved, right?"

she said in her heart.

And said:

"Don't worry baby, mother must be strong, let's wait for father to come back together."

Recently, she has really lost a lot of weight.

When I pulled my hand from the lower abdomen, and when I picked up the post-it note and clipped it back to the blue clip, the knuckles with well-defined knuckles were thin and long.

Even looking at it herself, she felt that she was very thin.

"Baby, I don't know what to have for breakfast this morning."

"After mom washes up, I'll take you downstairs to have breakfast together."

"We have to eat enough to have the strength to deal with those bad guys."

"Everything your father left us, the bad guys can't even try to take it away."

At the beginning, she talked to the baby, and she still recited silently in her heart.

Now I can't help but talk to myself.

Although I always feel that talking to a two-month-old fetus is a bit neurotic.

But when the first sentence is spoken, the rest will be more fluent.

And she should also get used to the life of talking to the fetus like this.

Because in the future, prenatal education will be carried out.

Another burst of morning breeze blows in, mixed with the green smell of camphor trees in spring, it smells very good.

On both sides of the Oriental Pearl Tower and the old house, there are no flowers, but green plants. This green and fresh smell is particularly refreshing.

When she wakes up in the morning, she is at her best.

But as soon as I got out of bed, there was a feeling of emptiness in my stomach.

Then came a wave of nausea.

Before he could run into the bathroom toilet, he threw up.

Because I digested it all night, there was nothing in my stomach, so all I vomit now is sour water and bitter water.

She lay on the toilet, retched several times, and almost threw up her stomach.

The chest is also very constricted.

Squat on the edge of the toilet, inhale, exhale, and so on.

It took about a few minutes before my breathing became smoother.

I stood up and washed the ground, and then I washed my face and brushed my teeth.

Before yesterday, she didn't feel sick to the peppermint toothpaste.

Today is very repulsive.

I had no choice but to brush my teeth in a hurry, and changed into a purple suit and skirt that covered my hips.

Wearing a white coat outside.

When they went downstairs, Deng Jiaru, Wu Ma, and Qiao Shiwen had already woken up early.

Since Ah Mo's plane crashed, Deng Jiaru moved here to live here, and Qiao Shiwen was worried about her daughter, so she came to take care of her together.

Qiao Shiwen and Wu Ma made the breakfast together.

At the dining table, Deng Jiaru's satisfied eyes fell on Qiao Xiaoan, "Qiao Qiao, you are really energetic today."

"I want to attend the shareholders' meeting for Ah Mo." She stirred the soy milk in the bowl, "Mom, let's take a car today and let Ah De drive."

"Row."

"Yun Yifeng will definitely take advantage of Ah Mo's plane crash to remove him from the executive CEO position."

"Yun Yifeng can't wait for this day."

"Mom, do you trust me?"

"At the shareholders' meeting, I will definitely support you." Deng Jiaru nodded, "I have already called several good shareholders in private, and they will vote for you as well."

Qiao Xiaoan frowned, "Things won't go so smoothly. It may be difficult for me to keep Ah Mo's position as executive CEO as my wife. But I will do my best."

She stopped stirring the spoon of soy milk clockwise in her hand.

But the soy milk in the bowl is still gently swirling, rippling, exuding a faint fragrance.

It seems that not only the aroma of soybeans, but also walnuts, peanuts, and sesame seeds are added, so that the color of soybean milk is not pure.

But it smells very strong.

But it was this fragrance, which made her wrinkle her nose tightly when she hadn't tasted it yet, and a feeling of nausea surged in her chest.

So much so that before she started eating this breakfast, she rushed into the bathroom on the first floor and vomited again.

But my stomach was empty, and what I spit out was only sour and bitter water.

The taste is more bitter than eating Coptis chinensis.

When she returned to the dining table, Qiao Shiwen scooped up a bowl of porridge for her.

"Mrs. Yun, Xiaoan can't eat anything during this time, so don't supplement so much nutrition for now."

Deng Jiaru looked at Qiao Xiaoan worriedly.

Qiao Shiwen was still wearing an apron, bent down, put the steaming porridge in front of his daughter, and put a plate of kimchi in front of her.

"Let Xiao An fill her stomach first, so she won't get thinner and thinner from hunger. This pickle was her favorite flavor when she was a child, so she shouldn't vomit."

Not to mention, the kimchi smells like pickled ginger, hot and sour, and just smelling it makes me feel comfortable.

Qiao Xiaoan took a deep breath, seeming to be immersed in the hot and sour taste, a smile flashed across his face, and he gained some appetite, "Dad, you know me best."

Deng Jiaru: "But porridge is pickled vegetables, which is not nutritious."

Qiao Shiwen: "No matter how nutritious things are, if you eat them, you will still spit them out. If you spit up whatever you eat, you will become thinner and thinner."

Deng Jiaru: "It's true that you can't lose weight like this anymore, Qiao Qiao, give it a try, can you eat it?"

Qiao Xiaoan tried a few mouthfuls, and the taste was good without nausea, so she nodded, "Not bad."

Everyone was happy.

"Then eat a few more bites."

She ate so much that she drank two bowls of porridge early today.

But the whole family was very happy. These days, she didn't have enough food for two bowls of porridge all day.

After breakfast, when changing shoes at the entrance, Qiao Xiaoan picked out a pair of high-heeled shoes, but they hadn't put them on yet. He just put them in front of him, and Deng Jiaru stopped them.

"Qiao Qiao, you are pregnant now, how can you wear high heels?"

Qiao Xiaoan sat on the leather chair, bent down and put her left foot into the shoe. She may have really lost weight. The shoes were a little loose, but they still fit her feet well.

Wear it while talking.

"Mom, today is a very important day. I have to dress more formally, otherwise I will be shorter than Yun Yifeng in terms of momentum."

(End of this chapter)