"Why are you here?" Jin Shaoheng frowned subconsciously.
"You didn't answer my call, so you just wanted to try your luck." Lin Qingyue answered hesitantly, his eyes falling on Lu Xining's face, as if waiting for his reasonable explanation.
But Jin Shaoheng obviously didn't know how to explain. It seemed that he didn't need to explain anything to Lin Qingyue in his mind. On the contrary, Lu Xining felt uncomfortable.
"Jin Shaoheng, I feel much better." She reminded softly.
The appearance of Lin Qingyue undoubtedly made all her impulses disappear in an instant, and her mind gradually sobered up.
Jin Shaoheng looked at her with deep eyes for a while, then slowly put her down.
"Xining is not feeling well?" Lin Qingyue pretended to be concerned and stepped forward.
"It's okay." After the last experience, Lu Xining deliberately avoided her and kept the distance between them.
Lin Qingyue wanted to hold Lu Xining's hand and stopped there, feeling a little embarrassed, but she quickly adjusted and said with a smile: "I don't mind, I know Shaoheng doesn't mean that to you. If it is true, in the past two
If I wasn't here, you would have been together long ago, right?"
These words sounded generous, but in fact they were heartbreaking. Especially when Lu Xining had a low self-esteem emotionally in front of Jin Shaoheng, these words just hit Lu Xining's heart.
That's right, she worked hard for two years, but all she waited for was that he couldn't forget Lin Qingyue and cheated on her in marriage.
Thinking of this, my heart became even colder.
"I still have something to do, you guys can chat." The world of three people was too crowded, and she was ready to leave.
Jin Shaoheng could clearly feel the change in her aura, but he couldn't figure out why.
"Lu Xining!" But he was worried about her physical condition and wanted to chase after her.
Lin Qingyue held his arm slightly anxiously: "Shaoheng, I have something to say to you."
Jin Shaoheng had to stop and looked down at her holding his hand.
Lin Qingyue suddenly felt the pressure, hesitated for a moment, and then slowly let go reluctantly.
Jin Shaoheng did not chase Lu Xining again and asked, "What's the matter?"
Although his voice was always cold, Lin Qingyue still felt a hint of impatience.
"Auntie said that someone will be sent to take me to the nursing home on the mountain tomorrow." This time she really wasn't just trying to show her presence in front of him, she was really anxious.
"Yeah." Jin Shaoheng responded.
Um?
So he knew? Lin Qingyue looked at him unexpectedly.
"The air there is good and the medical care is complete, which is also good for you to raise your baby." Jin Shaoheng quoted his mother's words.
But when these words fell into Lin Qingyue's ears, it was no different from being sent to the frontier. After all, she knew very well what Zhang Tingyu was thinking.
"But in that case, it will be difficult for me to see you." She whispered.
"I will try my best to make time to see you." Jin Shaoheng comforted.
But Lin Qingyue knew that if he didn't take the initiative to contact him, he might not see her twice in a month.
The purpose of her coming back from abroad was not just to give birth to a child for him, she wanted Mrs. Jin's position.
With this calculation in mind, the look in his eyes remained unchanged and affectionate: "Shaoheng, I know that my aunt doesn't like me, and I promise her that I have nothing to ask for.
I just want to be satisfied if I can see you a few more times before the baby is born."
Seeing that Jin Shaoheng pursed his lips and said nothing, she touched her belly again and said, "The doctor said that pregnant people tend to have random thoughts. It's my first time and I'm inexperienced, so I'm always a little scared... You'll feel more at ease here."
When it comes to children, Jin Shaoheng's attitude seems to have relaxed a little: "But I have promised mom, you go first."
Lin Qingyue saw that he still hadn't changed his mind and was about to lift his lips to say something when he heard him say again: "You also know that my mother is not in good health. I don't know how long she can survive. I don't want her to waste her energy anymore."
When Jin Shaoheng's father was young, he insisted on getting a divorce for a woman. Mr. Jin directly asked him to cleanse himself and leave the house.
From the moment Lin Qingyue entered Jin's house, she knew it was taboo, and later she vaguely heard that he died outside.
Grandpa Jin passed away early, so it was Zhang Tingyu who supported the Jin family on her own for so many years and raised Jin Shaoheng.
So she knew that no one could replace Zhang Tingyu's position in Jin Shaoheng's heart, otherwise he would not have given up on her to marry Lu Xining.
At this point, Lin Qingyue knew that there was no room for change, so he immediately changed his strategy and said softly: "I understand, and I won't embarrass you."
She was always so submissive, obviously aggrieved, but never said she was aggrieved.
Jin Shaoheng finally relented and said, "I will think of another way."
Lin Qingyue nodded silently.
Jin Shaoheng sent her back to the ward. After settling in, he thought of Lu Xining's physical discomfort and went to Lu Yuzheng's ward uneasily.
Lu Yuzheng was still asleep at that time, but only Wang Ma was guarding the ward.
"Where is Lu Xining?" Jin Shaoheng asked.
"The young lady said that she should go back and pack some things." Wang Ma replied, hesitated for a moment, and then added: "She looks very bad."
Since you feel uncomfortable, why bother fussing around?
Jin Shaoheng thought so and drove back to the Imperial View Villa.
Unexpectedly, as soon as they went upstairs, the two of them bumped into each other in the corridor.
At that time, she came out of the bedroom pushing her suitcase and was a little surprised to see Jin Shaoheng suddenly appearing.
"Why are you back?" Lu Xining asked.
Jin Shaoheng did not answer in a hurry. He looked at her and then at the suitcase in her hand, suddenly snatched it away and took her directly back to the bedroom.
"Where to go?" He pressed her against the door panel and asked,
Not sure if it was an illusion, but Lu Xining felt that he was a little nervous.
Nervous? Are you overthinking?
"Lu Xining?" He was still waiting for her answer.
"You hurt me." She withdrew her hand.
"You haven't answered me yet, where are you going?"
"It would be great if Mr. Jin only cares about Miss Lin." Lu Xining said sourly.
Hearing this, Jin Shaoheng felt that something was wrong. He lifted her chin and asked, "Are you jealous?"
"Yes." Lu Xining admitted generously.
She didn't believe that after two years, he wouldn't understand her feelings.
Jin Shaoheng frowned, probably not expecting her to be so straightforward.
Lu Xining knew what he was thinking, but there was still bitterness in her heart: "I'm sorry for causing you trouble. I know you are anxious to be with Miss Lin, and I also know that you are worried about her mood if I leave her because of my mother's illness.
Excited.
Don’t worry, she loves me so much, I won’t make her sad.”
Jin Shaoheng looked into her eyes, and there was an imperceptible sadness in them. It was precisely because it was imperceptible that people couldn't help but want to kiss them away.
He pushed his head down unconsciously, and his lips came closer a little bit. Just when his thin lips were about to touch hers, she suddenly turned her head to avoid him.
"Jin Shaoheng, since you don't love me, don't give me hope."
She loves him very much, so as long as he treats her a little better, she can't help but think wildly, and she can't stand such teasing.
Jin Shaoheng paused, obviously hesitating.
Lu Xining already knew the answer, but he still couldn't help but feel disappointed, and finally left with his suitcase heartbroken...