Untimely marriage: Young Master Lu, please let me go

Chapter 9 Are You Pregnant?
An Yunxi raised her eyelids, the footsteps sounded far and near, she looked up and saw him squatting down in a black exquisite high-tailored suit, at eye level with her, she turned her face away.

Suddenly, his face turned cold.

It's ice cubes.

"Does it hurt?" His tone was still indifferent, and she tilted her head in surprise.

"Don't move." He pinched her chin with two fingers, and the movement of his hand was light, once.

An Yunxi glanced at the expression on his face from the corner of his eye. It was serious and serious, and it was still carved and hard. She thought she must be crazy, so she saw a trace of tenderness.Her appearance was reflected in his long and narrow phoenix eyes, which made her tremble.

She pinched her fingers tightly, reminding herself not to sink in again.

"Are you still uncomfortable? I'll call Dr. Zhao."

"No!" An Yunxi was a little excited and hurriedly refused.Her hand brushed her abdomen inadvertently, and she reluctantly said, "No, I'm fine."

Seeing her strong reaction, Lu Xiyao felt a little displeased, but the movements of his hands did not stop.An Yunxi breathed a sigh of relief, and then she remembered the words she heard in the garden.

The original warmth suddenly cooled completely.

Her existence is just to give birth to a child.

"I want to see my father." She whispered, with a hint of hope.

Lu Xiyao's hand stopped instantly, and the cold ice cubes made her shudder uncontrollably, but the most terrifying thing at this time was the man's face.As cold as hell, Lu Xiyao raised his head and said coldly, "You want to see him?"

An Yunxi nodded in a daze.

The movements of Lu Xiyao's hands were a little heavier, and the pressure on her wound hurt a little. She tried her best to hold back the pain, her small face was a little distorted, but she kept staring at Lu Xiyao, hoping that he could give a positive answer.

"Okay." After being silent for an unknown amount of time, the man let out such a word from between his lips.

She pursed her lips, hesitated to speak, and stroked her abdomen with her hands.

The man stood up, and the warmth just disappeared, as if it had never happened.He turned and left without another word.

An Yunxi couldn't help but smile wryly, she actually still has a lot to ask, is it possible that her father can rescue her if she is pregnant?Is it her child, the mother who will be called Qiao Manning in the future, not her?

As long as she thinks of these, her heart feels like being pricked by a needle, and the dense pain is almost suffocating.

However, she was cowardly.

"Ma'am, the chicken soup is ready, sir specially ordered it to be stewed for you." Wu Ma held a small cup and sighed when she saw her appearance.

"Madam, Mr. has you in his heart, but he just doesn't want to say it out. Look today, he specially ordered me to cook a lot of dishes, all of which you like."

An Yunxi twitched the corners of his mouth, pulling out a forced smile.Now, all of Lu Xiyao's tenderness and overtures made her think of Qiao Manning, who just wanted a child.

While talking, Wu Ma ladled the soup in the small cup into a small bowl, and handed it to An Yunxi. An Yunxi frowned, and took it.

The chicken soup has been skimmed off, but the taste still made her throat feel itchy. She tried her best to hold back, and under Wu Ma's expectant gaze, she picked up the spoon and touched her mouth firmly. "Cough cough...cough cough."

Bang, the porcelain bowl fell to the ground and shattered into pieces, and the chicken soup was scattered all over the floor.

"Ma'am, ma'am, what's the matter with you?"

A fit of nausea rose in her stomach, she hurried to the bathroom, grabbed the edge of the sink, vomited heartbreakingly, and her knuckles turned white from scratching.

"Ma'am, are you okay?" Wu Ma hurriedly followed her, looking suspicious at her appearance, "You, are you pregnant?"

An Yunxi took a clean towel beside her and wiped her lips. Her face turned red violently. She shook her head and pursed her lips, "I just have an upset stomach."

Wu Ma nodded in a daze, and turned around to go out to clean up the mess, but saw a stern and cold person standing at the door of the room.

"You go out first." He said lightly, without a trace of emotion.

"Sir... eh."

Lu Xiyao looked at the people in the bathroom with a gloomy expression, "Why don't you drink?" The tone of questioning was forcibly suppressed.

"Ahem..." An Yunxi turned her head, "I feel sick to my stomach." She held the towel in her hand and slowly tightened it.

"Hmm..." He held her wrist vigorously with his palm, "Nause? Is it because of nausea or something else?"

His tone almost made An Yunxi jump in fright, she almost thought he knew her...

"You let me go, let me go."

"An Yunxi, what are you awkward about?" His face was so dark that he couldn't look at it.

She paused, "I'm not being awkward. I just saw something clearly. I'm too tired and I don't want to hold on anymore." I just don't know how to continue with you, and how to love you.

(End of this chapter)