I’m Pregnant With a Wealthy Old Man’s Child

Even if Weng Yuxiang had no experience in caring for pregnant women and was pregnant by herself, how could she not know that a pregnant person cannot eat heavy, spicy food?

"No!" Weng Yuxiang refused Zu Qi's request on the spot. After a while, she said in a slow tone, "Otherwise you can go up and rest first, and I will cook the soup for you myself."

After speaking, Weng Yuxiang couldn't help but persuaded Zu Qi to leave and turned into the kitchen.

In fact, Zu Qi is not greedy to eat roast goose, he just thinks that the flavor of the food is strong, and he can smell the flavor of the meat from a long distance, and it is perfect to lure a little boy to appear.

While waiting, Zu Qi entered and exited the space many times. He went back and forth several times in it, but he never saw the little boy.

An hour later, Weng Yuxiang knocked on the door with a plate. She cooked candied jujube pig's trotters soup and brought a bowl of soup with fragrant glutinous hoof flowers. By the way, she ordered the chef to prepare a few delicate dishes.

After careful advice, Weng Yuxiang left.

Zu Qi locked the door behind the door and listened for a while through the door. After making sure that there was no one outside, he took the dinner plate Weng Yuxiang put on the table into the space.

He went straight to the outside of the woods where he met the little boy last time. The bag of snacks that he had placed here had disappeared. It should have been taken by the little boy.

Zu Qi searched for a long time and didn't find the little boy. This time, he didn't turn around like a headless fly at all.

Zu Qi gently placed the dinner plate on the grass, and then sat on the ground.

Now I have a stomach that is more than eight months old. After standing for a long time, my legs will feel sore and numb, and I will feel much more comfortable sitting. Zu Qi slowly adjusted his sitting posture, took out his mobile phone and waited while playing games.

It's a pity that there is no signal in the space, otherwise you can still watch the movie on Weibo.

Time passed unconsciously for half an hour, Zu Qi still didn't hear any noise, but the soup and food he brought in was a bit cold.

Is it because he is sitting here that the little boy dare not come out?

Originally, Zuqi wanted to ask the little boy if he had a stomachache. Seeing this, he had to give up temporarily. He stood up from the ground with a slightly cumbersome movement and patted the grass clippings on his hands and clothes.

Holding the emerald hung on his neck, Zu Qi was about to leave, suddenly heard a small noise coming from the side, it was the sound of someone rushing through the grass.

Zu Qi turned his head reflexively, and then met a pair of **** eyes in the next second.

The little boy is petite, and the half-meter-high bushes just blocked him tightly, showing only the fluffy soft hair and the white and tender half of his face. He looks very cute, like hiding in a small hole to peep. The enemy squirrel.

Zu Qi likes children very much, and she feels completely softened when she sees this scene.

"Hi, we met again." Zu Qi raised a gentle smile, trying to make himself look more amiable.

The little boy didn't say a word, tilted his head curiously, blinked Shulingling's eyes, and his gaze turned around Zuqi's body for a while, and then landed on the dinner plate at Zuqi's feet.

In an instant, the little boy's eyes brightened for several degrees.

The little boy stared at the food on the plate intently, sniffed the smell of trotters soup in the air, and couldn't help swallowing.

Zu Qi pointed to the dinner plate and said one word at a time: "I brought you something to eat, can you come over?"

Hearing that the little boy's expression became alert in an instant, he fixed his gaze on Zuqi's face again, and silently took two steps back, as if he was silently expressing his rejection.

Zu Qi received all the boy's reaction into his eyes, and he became more and more sure that the boy could understand what he said.

It's just that the little boy is still afraid of him. If he is too hasty, it may be counterproductive. The only feasible way is to take it step by step and slowly gain the little boy's trust.

After wanting to pass, Zu Qi no longer insisted, and said goodbye to the little boy to himself, and then left the space.

Zu Qi calculated before that ten minutes in space equals one second in reality.

In other words, he spent fifteen minutes on his cell phone in bed, and nearly a week has passed in the space.

Zu Qi estimated that it was almost done, and then entered the space again. I don't know if it was his illusion. He actually felt that the space was much colder than reality.

Zu Qi couldn't help shivering. Fortunately, he was prepared in advance and put on an extra coat before entering the space, so he hurriedly wrapped his coat tightly, wishing to wrap himself into a zongzi.

Before I got closer, I saw the familiar plates placed on the grass, and the soup bowls and dinner plates were not left behind.

Zu Qi was surprised, and hurriedly walked over. Only then did Weng Yuxiang’s candied jujube pig’s trotter soup be drunk, and the stewed soft and fragrant hoof flowers and side dishes were not even leftovers. The meal next to him The disk is as clean as new.

Zu Qi: "..."

The little boy was not seen from left to right, Zu Qi sighed helplessly, knelt down and picked up the plate to return to reality.

In the next few days, Zu Qi will deliver cooked food to the space regularly every day.

Xue’s chef’s craftsmanship is very good. No matter what the dishes are, they are all delicious. They are eaten cleanly by the little boy every time. The frequency is too high. Sometimes when Zuqi goes in to collect the dishes, he will also see the little boy hiding. Look behind the trees or in the bushes.

Until one day, Weng Yuxiang took Zuqi to Cui Junzhuo's hospital for an examination. They did not go back after having dinner outside, and it was ten o'clock in the night when they got home.

After taking a shower, Zu Qi lay on the bed for a while, always feeling as if he had forgotten something. When he was about to fall asleep, he suddenly opened his eyes.

bad!

Today I forgot to deliver food to the little boy!

Zu Qi hurriedly got out of bed, put on his clothes, opened the door of the room and walked to the kitchen downstairs.

At this time, the Xue family’s cooks all returned to the room to rest. He had his stomach straight and was inconvenient to cook. He could only check whether there were snacks or quick foods in the refrigerator.

If in the living room, Zu Qi suddenly heard a loud noise.

Turning around, I saw that three older maids surrounded Sun Fei and pointed and said something to her. The maids looked annoyed and emotionally excited, pushing their grandchildren from time to time. Faey.

Sun Fei, who was originally full of energy and walked almost sideways in Xue's house, cringed and hugged his arms, and was pushed and shoved like a boat in the wind and waves by the maids.

I haven't seen it for a while. Sun Fei lost a lot of weight, with thick dark circles hanging under his eye sockets. He was depressed, and his long and beautiful hair, which was previously beautifully handled, was messy like a hornet's nest.

She seemed to be ten years old all of a sudden.

Zu Qi almost didn't recognize Sun Fei at the first glance, and when she fixed her eyes, she just met the desperate look that Shang Sun Fei had cast.

"Zu Qi!" Sun Fei suddenly saw a savior. She pushed away the maid in front of her, and stumbled towards Zu Qi, "You help me, they are looking for trouble with me, and they want to hit me. "

Before taking two steps, the maid on the side suddenly stretched out her foot. Sun Fei, who was caught off guard, was stirred for a while, and then he planted straight ahead and fell on the cold floor with a bang.

Zu Qi frowned and couldn't help hissing.

It hurts to look at it.

However, Sun Fei didn’t feel a bit, he got up from the ground with both hands and feet, and then stepped forward to beg Zuqi: "Go and ask Xue Jue for me. I’m his little mother anyhow, his brother’s real mother. , How could he do this to me?"

Before he finished speaking, Sun Fei was dragged back by the maids behind.

Sun Fei's expression looked a bit hideous, she struggled like crazy, but couldn't get rid of the shackles of the maids at all, and finally had to look at Zu Qi for help.

"I am Xue Yanjing's woman. I gave birth to a son for Xue Yanjing. Why should I do these rough jobs? My son is the future heir of the Xue family, and I will also be the mistress of the Xue family!"

Zu Qi calmly looked at the embarrassed Sun Fei. If he had some sympathy for Sun Fei before, then these feelings have disappeared without a trace.

At this point, Sun Fei is still calculating the property of the Xue family and coveting Weng Yuxiang's position.

The so-called lack of human heart, her desire will only eat her back.

"Xue Jue is the heir of the Xue family, and Aunt Weng is the mistress of the Xue family. You and your son are just outsiders." Zu Qi cruelly expressed reality, "As long as you left yourself a retreat, now It won’t be like this."

Sun Fei could not hear what was behind Zu Qi. She stared at Zu Qi fiercely, like a cat with its tail stomped on. She retorted loudly: "You are nonsense, Xue Yanjing values ​​our Xiaohao so much. Give him all projects worth 100 million yuan!"

Zu Qi smiled but didn't smile: "So Xue Hao didn't put himself in the police station?"

Hearing that, Sun Fei was stunned. It seemed that he later realized something. In an instant, it was like a discouraged ball. His legs softened and sat on the ground weakly, the despair between his expressions was like a tide. Come up.

Zu Qi glanced at Sun Fei lightly, then turned around and went to the kitchen.

It's a pity that the refrigerator is full of sorts of fruits, vegetables and meat, but there is no trace of snacks, even quick-frozen dumplings.

Fortunately, the maids I just ran into quietly followed. Seeing Zu Qi waiting in front of the refrigerator worryingly, thinking that he was hungry, they hurriedly got alive to prepare a supper for Zu Qi.

When Zu Qi entered the space with a plate of chestnut yam porridge and sweet and sour grilled ribs, it was already 11:30 in the evening, and the night outside the window was deep and the moonlight was clear.

There are still beautiful blue sky and white clouds in the space.

The endless lawn is like a freeze-frame ink painting. Not far away, the river gurgled and dinged, and when I looked ahead, there was a deep wood with no end in sight.

Zuqi walked to the woods habitually and put the dinner plate in a fixed position as usual.

Just as he was about to leave, a few lightning-like figures suddenly appeared in the Yu Guang.

Before Zuqi could react, there were three more children in front of him. The headed one was the curly-haired boy that Zuqi had seen, and the two little boys hiding behind him were equally white and cute, visually under ten years old. .

They looked at Zu Qi with vigilance for a moment, and soon their attention was attracted by the porridge and ribs on the ground, and the three little boys swallowed at once.

Although Zuqi had guessed that there might be other people here, he would still be very surprised when he saw it with his own eyes. He was stunned and stepped back subconsciously. Before he had time to speak, he heard the curly-haired boy talking. Up.

"What's the matter? Little brother, why are you here so late? Our three brothers have been waiting for you for a long time."

Zu Qi: "..."

What is going on with this strong northeastern accent? !