"Lin Jiao, my past has nothing to do with you, and you will not be able to participate in the future. No matter good or bad, it is my personal privacy. If you expose it to a newspaper for profit without my consent, I have the right to pursue legal action against you. responsibility."
Wen Qian leaned back calmly.
"I advise you to read more books and put your mind on the right path. If you become better, you still need to be jealous of me. Also, jealousy makes people change beyond recognition. Go find a mirror and take a look. Do you still know yourself now? ?"
"If you are worthless, you won't be able to see the good of others. People like you have to suffer a little."
What she said made Lin Jiao blush the color of pig liver.
The last fig leaf was torn off, leaving only anger and embarrassment.
yes!
She admitted that she didn't like Wen Qian.
From the first moment she saw Wen Qian, the jealousy in her heart erupted like a volcano. She used to have a sense of superiority. Combining knowledge, beauty, and the love of her parents, she felt that she was the winner in life.
But until Wen Qian appeared.
Superiority is shattered into pieces.
Under her, he was like an ugly duckling losing his hair. As long as she held him down, he would never turn into a white swan. Wen Qian was so outstanding that even one more look at her made him unable to lift his head.
The more inferior you are, the more unwilling you are.
The more unwilling you are, the more jealous you become.
Countless emotions mixed together made her want to see Wen Qian's unlucky day even more.
When the reporter came to find her, she actually didn't expect that her few words would cause such a huge wave. She just wanted Wen Qian to suffer a little and didn't want her life to be so smooth.
Who knew the newspaper would be sold out?
I originally thought that I was back in the game, and I was smugly waiting to see Wen Qian's halo of being the number one scholar shattered and his reputation being tarnished, but I didn't know that he and the newspaper were sued in one fell swoop.
Looking at Wen Qian's cold face.
Lin Jiao realized that she was not scaring herself, but really wanted to go to jail.
"No, that's not the case!"
Her reputation was already bad. If she went to jail again, it would be difficult for her to get married, let alone continue her studies and go to college after she was released. She would not allow her life to be a complete failure.
"You're retaliating against me on purpose, right?"
"Wen Qian, you are obviously a good-for-nothing rotten person, why do you want to bite me back? You are so vicious-hearted, you will be punished!"
Vicious curses echoed through the ward.
Wen Qian wasn't angry at all. She was going to be a mother, and her body was the first priority. As for Lin Jiao, she was just a clown who had reached a dead end and had nothing to fear.
She looked at the Lin family couple.
"As you can see, this is your daughter's attitude towards admitting her mistakes. She refuses to correct her mistakes. How can I forgive her?"
Mother Lin hugged Lin Jiao distressedly.
"Daughter, calm down."
Father Lin felt that Lin Jiao was embarrassed. He saw more and more people watching at the door of the ward. They all looked at the three of them as if they were monkeys. His dark face instantly turned red and he grabbed Lin Jiao's hair. , pulling her out of the crowd.
"Go home!"
A few minutes later.
Lin Jiao's scream disappeared in the corridor.
Wen Qian looked at Xu Mianmian aside and asked with a smile, "Are you stupid?"
"Uh-huh."
Xu Mianmian went to close the door of the ward and said, "This Lin Jiao is really terrible. Does she have any serious illness?"
Not sick.
But the jealousy is too strong.
Little by little, his appearance has become distorted and he has lost his original intention.
"Let's not talk about her. Before this matter is resolved, I will stay in the hospital for a few days. If anyone comes looking for me, I will not see her."
Xu Mianmian nodded.
"Okay, let the servants at home come over and be your bodyguards."
***
After staying in the hospital for a few days, Wen Qian did a detailed physical examination and an ultrasound on the day she was discharged. The gender of the nearly four-month-old fetus could already be determined. Thinking of her caring little cotton-padded jacket, she asked specifically Asked the doctor.
"My daughter is healthy, right?"
Not many people do ultrasound these days, and the doctor has no intention of refusing to tell the gender of the fetus. When Wen Qian talked about her daughter, she looked at her specifically and shook her head.
Wen Qian's heart skipped a beat.
"What's wrong doctor?"
"It's okay, the child is healthy."
The doctor retracted the ultrasound probe and said with a smile: "But your little cotton-padded jacket has turned into a leather jacket."
leather jacket?
At first, Wen Qian was a bit unresponsive, but after thinking about it carefully, she suddenly understood that the fact that the little cotton-padded jacket turned into a leather jacket meant that she was pregnant with a boy.
She doesn't want a leather jacket.
The leather jacket leaks air.
When she got home, Wen Qian called Zhou Shilin.
This time it got through.
As soon as she heard that familiar deep voice, she couldn't help but soften her voice and accuse Zhou Shilin unreasonably.
"It's all your fault, give me back my little cotton-padded jacket."
On the other end of the phone, Zhou Shilin's eyebrows jumped, and he couldn't keep up with his wife's thoughts. He lowered his voice and coaxed gently: "Who wears cotton-padded jackets in the summer? When the weather gets cold, I will take you to buy cotton-padded jackets. Buy as many as you want. How many."
Wen Qian: "..."
What a mess, is she talking about that cotton-padded jacket? !
"Zhou Shilin, you are such a piece of wood. I just went to the hospital for an ultrasound examination. My daughter is gone. I am pregnant with a brat. My little cotton-padded jacket has turned into a leather jacket. Give me back my little cotton-padded jacket."
When Zhou Shilin heard that his daughter was gone, his heart contracted.
When he heard that he was carrying a brat in his belly, his shrinking heart slowly relaxed. He smiled helplessly: "Daughter-in-law, can you be more careful when you speak? It scared me to death. The leather jacket just... A leather jacket to keep out the wind and rain.”
To be honest, he has no obsession with the gender of his child.
Whether it is a daughter or a son, they are the continuation of his and Wen Qian's blood. If it is a daughter, he will protect her mother and father. If it is a son, it will be his father and his mother who will protect her.
Afraid that his wife's unhappiness would affect her health, he detailed the benefits of having a son.
"My son can still give birth to a son. When the time comes, a bunch of little carrots in the family will surround you and call you grandma. You, the grandma, will not be happy."
Wen Qian was even more unhappy.
She is still a flower in her eighteenth year, so why did she mention becoming a grandma?
"Zhou Mumu!"
Zhou Shilin: "..."
Okay, just use any wood or tiles, as long as your wife is happy.
The two chatted for a while. Since it was not easy to talk much during working hours, before hanging up the phone, Zhou Shilin asked when Wen Qian would return to Pengcheng. Wen Qian felt that Pengcheng was too hot, so she postponed it for a while. .
"Let's wait until late August."
"Pack out the room in advance, buy a double bed, and add some other furniture. The dormitory in your unit is too shabby. You can tell at a glance that it is a place where bachelors live..."
She said something and Zhou Shilin hummed.
Finally, I told him not to run outside in the hot weather before hanging up the phone.
The days that followed were uneventful.
Wen Qian received the admission notice from Sun Yat-sen University as she wished, along with large and small parcels sent by her biological mother Jiang Muyun, most of which were supplements and some baby products.
One-piece monk suit.
The pink and tender quilt, as well as the slightly larger socks and gloves, were all in a girl's color. It seemed that her mother also thought she was carrying a little girl.
Looking at a bunch of little girl's things.
Wen Qian chuckled again, imagining dressing up her leather jacket into a little cotton-padded jacket, and couldn't help but tell Xu Mianmian about her plan to 'reform her son'.
Xu Mianmian also laughed after hearing this.
"Don't act recklessly. The child will blame you when he grows up."
The two were chatting and laughing when suddenly there was a knock on the door outside the yard.
