Zhou Ma was surprised.
Although Nan Yan is also very good at cooking, she has never cooked again since she had a conflict with her husband.
Now that she is willing to take the initiative to ask for favors, Zhou's mother is naturally happy.
She quickly took out another apron and said happily: "Madam, whatever you want to do, I can help you prepare the food first."
The two of them were busy in the kitchen for a long time. Nan Yan looked at the fire and the time, and asked Zhou's mother to call Lu Huaijing first.
Zhou Ma happily agreed and then walked out.
But not long after, she came back, her face looking ugly.
Nan Yan noticed something and immediately turned around and asked, "Aunt Zhou, what's wrong? Did Huai Jing not answer the phone?"
But Zhou's mother shook her head dejectedly, her eyes full of worry for her.
Nan Yan's heart immediately flashed with uneasiness.
"What happened? You can just tell me."
Zhou's mother felt very guilty: "Madam, I just called, and it was...Ms. Song who answered the phone. She...she said that she had fetal gas, and that my husband was with her in the hospital."
What……
Nan Yan's heart sank suddenly.
Therefore, Lu Huaijing is with her now.
She slowly clenched the spoon in her hand, feeling even more depressed.
Nan Yan naturally knew that Song Yihuan was pretending to be ill, but even so, Lu Huaijing still obeyed her orders.
"Madam, please don't be angry. I'll make another call to Mr. Song. Maybe it was Miss Song who answered the call privately -"
"No need to fight, I'll go there myself."
After Nan Yan finished speaking, he immediately took off the apron around his waist.
She wanted to see what kind of tricks Song Yihuan was playing!
While thinking about it, Nan Yan already ignored Zhou Ma's obstruction and walked straight outside.
In the hospital.
Lu Huaijing was delivering the porridge to Song Yihuan.
The little woman on the bed was taking the porridge with a happy face and eating it in small bites.
Nan Yan stood outside the door, looking at everything in front of him coldly, then simply opened the door and walked in.
As soon as Song Yihuan saw Nan Yan, her expression changed instantly.
She looked wary and said: "What are you doing here? I don't want to see you!"
After Song Yihuan finished speaking, she said to Lu Huaijing with an aggrieved look on her face: "Ajing, it's because of her, otherwise I wouldn't be pregnant. I know my status is embarrassing, but you don't have to use this method to hurt me." An innocent child, right?”
Her weeping voice made Lu Huaijing's face darken.
But just when he was about to speak, Nan Yan spoke first:
"What do you mean I hurt your child? Song Yihuan, your ability to talk nonsense is getting better and better. Aren't you the one who came to find fault with me first?"
When Song Yihuan heard this, she started crying even more: "Ajing, I went to sister Nanyan to apologize. If you don't believe me, you can go and adjust the monitoring system!"
"Nan Yan... you should go back first." Lu Huaijing wanted to put the matter to rest.
But Nan Yan just looked at him with disappointment and walked straight to Song Yihuan.
The look of disdain in the high forest and the coldness in her beautiful eyes made Song Yihuan shrink back in fear.
She said in a cold voice: "Song Yihuan, you are the one who gets the hammer today. I have already prepared the video. Do you want to see what you are talking about?"
After saying that, Nan Yan threw the phone on the hospital bed.
Song Yihuan only glanced at it, and then her expression changed.
She wanted to step forward and grab it, but Lu Huaijing had already picked up the phone.
Her angry voice came from inside:
"...If it weren't for that little bitch Ye He, would I have lost my job?"
Immediately afterwards, there was the scene where Song Yihuan fell to the ground.
Her acting skills were not very good, but Lu Huaijing already saw the clues after just one glance.
"Nanyan..."
"No need to say anything, Song Yihuan, what else do you have to argue?" Nan Yan interrupted him and asked the woman on the bed.
Song Yihuan's face instantly turned pale. She held a corner of the quilt tightly and said unwillingly: "Ajing, I didn't lie to you. It was indeed Sister Nanyan who pushed me away in anger -"
"Snapped!"
Before she could finish her words, she received a solid slap on the face.
Song Yihuan looked in disbelief for a moment, and even Lu Huaijing on the side was stunned.
"Nan Yan, you can't do this!"
Because he was concerned about the child in Song Yihuan's belly, Lu Huaijing had no choice but to come over.
But he didn't expect that Nan Yan would be so angry.
But Nan Yan just said coldly: "She is slandering me. Since she must say that I bullied her, then I will bully you in front of you. Lu Huaijing, I am the one who hit me this time. I did it." Yes, go and admit them all, if it was really me who did it, why would I send her to the emergency room?"
This was not the first time that Song Yihuan had done this kind of thing, calling for a thief to be caught. But before, Nan Yan didn't even bother to meet her.
But this time, she's doing it for her mother!
Before rescuing her mother, she didn't allow any accidents to happen.
Song Yihuan covered her face and immediately burst into tears: "Ah Jing, the video is here. Do I want to gamble with my child? You know, I can only have this one child!"
What a confusion of right and wrong.
Nan Yan sneered and asked directly: "Okay, since Miss Song cares so much about the child, have you told Lu Huaijing that your child is probably a deformity? Or, you don't dare to say it at all because you are afraid of him Don’t you want me?”
When Song Yihuan heard this, her expression suddenly changed.
She immediately wanted to defend herself, but Nan Yan did not give her this chance.
"Song Yihuan, stop pretending. If you really care about this child, you should be more virtuous and stop telling lies!"
Hearing this, Lu Huaijing already understood.
He stared at Song Yihuan with cold eyes and asked, "Is everything she said true?"
"Ajing, do you even doubt me?"
Song Yihuan was furious, but she still pretended to be innocent and aggrieved.
She lifted the quilt and walked straight outside.
"I know I'm an eyesore to you. As long as I leave, Miss Gu will be satisfied!"
She said and was about to walk outside.
But no one paid attention to her until she reached the door.
Song Yihuan suddenly panicked and quickly pretended to have abdominal pain, leaning directly against the door and moaning softly.
When Lu Huaijing saw this, he couldn't bear it after all, so he stepped forward and said, "Are you okay?"
Song Yihuan raised her head with tears in her eyes and said angrily: "How can it be okay? Ah Jing, our child is said to be deformed. Even if it knows about it, it won't be happy!"
She said, with a bit of anger in her eyes, and turned towards Nanyan: "Gu Nanyan, I know you don't like this child, but why did you work with your colleagues to forge a certificate of deformity? "
