Sweet Wife, be Good!

He Yiming was silent, only supporting her.

"If there is nothing to cheer her up, I am afraid that the disease has not taken her life, and depression will take her health."

"I will come back often to accompany her." He Yiming can only say so.

He Birong lost her grace and reason, her eyes turned red from crying, and the traces of the years also appeared in the corners of her eyes.

He Yiming said guiltily, "Auntie, don't blame Jingyu, if you want to blame, blame me."

"Where can I blame you, where can I!" He Birong cried.

He Yiming could only give her a comforting hug.

From an angle that He Yiming couldn't see, He Birong's eyes showed a glimmer of triumph.

Now that she has obtained Shen Jingyu's sperm cells and can nurture a child, how can she not prepare for it?

Do they really think, kid, that's the only one?

She lived more than 20 years longer than them, and some things were farther and more than they expected.

No two shells will explode in the same pit.

They couldn't think of what kind of back-up she had left.

...

In He Peishan's ward, when she guessed what Shen Jingyu was here for, she quietly called and asked Steward Luo about the situation.

Shaking hands, he dialed the number of Butler Luo, and He Peishan waited for the result.

Steward Luo knew it.

Today, Birong He asked him to arrange the pregnant woman to go to the United States.

However, the people who were brought by Shen Jingyu in the middle were robbed.

I am afraid that at this time, even the abortion operation has been completed.

He Peishan's hands trembled even harder when he heard these words.

Brother Yu, he really missed it a little bit, but he didn't want to keep it for himself.

How could he be so cruel!

That is a life, all her hope!

Steward Luo heard her depressed gasp and said in pain, "Miss, I have tried my best in this matter."

He Peishan slammed the phone to the ground.

Still uncomfortable, she pushed everything on the table to the ground.

After just a few movements, she was a little out of breath, her face was sickly red, and she sat on the ground, hugging her legs.

Lan Xi came in carrying the lunch box and was startled when he saw: "Shanshan, are you feeling weak again?"

Seeing the mess in the house, she just thought that her daughter was too weak to stand and fell to the ground.

"Mommy, Brother Yu is back." He Peishan cried with a slumped mouth, "but he didn't even look at me, so he left."

Lan Xi hugged her tightly and sighed silently.

Outside the hospital.

Ding Qinen walked towards Shen Jingyu: "Jingyu, it's too late, let's go back tomorrow."

Seeing him hesitate a bit, she smiled: "You rushed back in the middle of the night, didn't you make He Ning worry too? Besides, Shen Ye was so worried that you were badly injured last time, and wanted to see you all the time. "

Shen Jingyu nodded: "Okay. Mom, take my car and go back together."

When they arrived at Shen's house, the butler notified Shen Ye who had fallen asleep.

It was too late for Shen Jingyu to stop, because Shen Ye had told the housekeeper that as long as the eldest brother came back, no matter what he was doing, he would be dragged up to see the eldest brother.

Shen Ye kicked his slippers downstairs, still stretched at first, rubbing his sleepy eyes, and called out: "Mom."

When she saw Shen Jingyu, her eyebrows were suddenly raised, rushed forward, and hugged him: "Brother, you are really back!"

"Come back and see if you are skinny!" Shen Jingyu grabbed him and entered the study.