Level One Boss: Robbing A Marriage

Ji Shaoheng turned his lips white and his jaws were tight together.

Just ten minutes before Fang Yaqing woke up, he took a look at the freezer and saw the child who had been frozen into ice.

Seeing his expression, Fang Yaqing guessed he had seen it: "Boy or girl?"

Ji Shaoheng said sadly, "Boy."

It was said that Fang Yaqing's eyelids were drooping, and her eyelashes were trembling a few times. She bit her lower lip with a **** smell: "We don't have this blessing."

"Okay, stop talking." Ji Shaoheng caressed her face and wiped her tears, "I help you get up."

He gently lifted Fang Yaqing, his movements were very soft, fearing that he would not pay attention, he broke her like a ceramic doll.

He put a pillow on Fang Yaqing's back, even if he was uncomfortable, but when facing Fang Yaqing, his voice unconsciously softened a little.

"Sister-in-law brought chicken broth over, and I will give you a bowl."

Fang Yaqing shook his head, crystal tears hanging on the curled eyelashes.

Ji Shaoheng didn't follow her, poured a bowl of soup for her, checked the temperature, and when she saw it, she scooped up a spoonful and fed it to her lips: "How much to drink."

When Fang Yaqing was sad, where she ate something, she turned her head and avoided the spoon that had touched her lips.

Upon seeing this, Ji Shaoheng put the spoon back into the bowl and dropped his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.

Seeing him like this, Fang Yaqing suddenly came over, not only he cared about the child, he also cared.

She once saw the B-mode in each obstetric examination in the drawer of the study, so it can be seen that he cares about the child more than himself.

The child is gone, he must be very sad, and may even be twice as sad as himself.

Fearing that she blamed herself, he didn't act too clearly in front of him, but in turn would have to coax her softly.

Isn't this just adding to his heart?

"Shao Heng." She shouted his name in a dumb voice.

Ji Shaoheng looked up at her: "What's wrong?"

"In the future, we may only have tongtong." She was very clear about her physical condition.

Ji Shaoheng reluctantly raised the corner of his lips: "This is also very good, you see Tongtong is so cute and cute, we have enough of her."

Fang Yaqing's heart was full of grief: "Do you mind?"

She knew that he always wanted a son, but now that the child is gone, she can no longer give birth to him in the future.

"It's as if I married you just for the child." Ji Shaoheng carried the soup bowl with one hand, and pulled the quilt up with the other hand, covering her hand outside the quilt. "There are too many kids, you I don’t know. Nono is so old and still jealous with his brothers and sisters. He often makes the family sullen. When they grow up, Nono and the words may still have to fight for their family property. We only have one Tongtong, which is more worry-free ."

Fang Yaqing knew that he was comforting himself.

But what he said made her feel warm and moved.

She looked at Ji Shaoheng tearfully and nodded slightly: "Well."

Ji Shaoheng's voice said softly: "Don't cry, your body is very weak. If you continue to cry, you won't know when to recover. I still have to work every day. Who will take care of Tongtong? Besides, if your health has been bad , What if other women have the chance to take advantage of me?"