Judging from her current mood of eagerly looking forward to divorce, she would be so resistant only if this child was his Wen Zhan's.
And the fact that she was so sure that the child in her belly was his meant that she did not mess around during this period and did not have a relationship with Zhou Yiru.
The cuckold on his head was suddenly about to be taken off. Wen Zhan was stunned for a few seconds and couldn't believe it.
When he saw that the woman was almost out of the hospital, he realized what she was doing and hurriedly chased after her.
"It's too cold, I'll take you home." After catching up with Mu Wanqing, his attitude suddenly changed. He was afraid that she would resist violently, so he did not take action directly, but only made gentle suggestions.
Mu Wanqing saw his change at a glance, glanced back, and said coldly: "Why, don't you suspect that I cheated on you now?"
Wen Zhan wanted to save face and said harshly: "You know whether you have done something or not. I just want to be a husband and wife for a hundred days. For the sake of you being accidentally injured by me, I will do my best to be humanitarian."
"Thank you, no need."
Mu Wanqing walked straight out of the hospital.
Wen Zhan saw that communicating nicely was of no use, so he had to take action again.
He stepped forward and grabbed the woman, and before she could turn around and get embarrassed, he picked her up and lifted her up.
"Ah - Wen Zhan! You bastard!"
Mu Wanqing was so frightened that she raised her hand and slapped her hard. In the confusion, she was poked in the face by the edge of the collar of her down jacket. The pain immediately made her gasp and her whole body froze.
Wen Zhan held her in his arms and walked to the parking lot. When he saw her scolding suddenly stopped, her whole face was so painful that she was so stiff that she dared not move. If you don’t want your nose to become crooked and disfigured, just come back with me honestly."
Mu Wanqing was so painful that she shed tears. Only then did she remember that she had not gone back to the doctor to prescribe analgesics.
But thinking about the small embryo in her belly, her mood was indescribably complicated. She felt that she could not take medicine casually and had to bear the pain.
When I got in the car, I was cut off from the cold wind and suddenly felt warm.
Mu Wanqing was also able to calmly clear her thoughts.
Using the light above her head that came on when she opened and closed the car door, she stared at the list in her hand again. This time, her attention stayed on the Hcg value.
Hcg actually just exceeded 1,000.
Based on her last menstrual cycle, if she got pregnant again, she would be more than thirty days pregnant by now.
The Hcg value corresponding to this gestational age should be well over 1,000.
But now it is lower than the reference value, which is obviously abnormal.
Wen Zhan sat in the cab and looked back at her. He saw that she suddenly became quiet and stared at the test form, her face solemn and confused. He couldn't help but ask: "What's wrong? You're still staring at it. Do you want to make a call?" Tell your mistress?"
Mu Wanqing took a deep breath, folded the paper, and ignored him.
Wen Zhan thought that he might have wronged her, and he felt a little guilty. He regretted it as soon as he said this.
But the words have been spoken and cannot be taken back. It is impossible for him to apologize in this posture today. He can only calmly withdraw his mind and focus on driving.
Mu Wanqing sat quietly. When she realized that the car was not heading towards the apartment, she said calmly: "I want to go back to my own place."
Wen Zhan looked back at her and said, "It's so late and it's not convenient. It's too troublesome to run around."
After he finished speaking, fearing that she would persist, he threw out the children as bait: "Besides, I haven't seen the children for more than a week. Don't you miss them?"
"I can find another time to visit them." She was unmoved.
Wen Zhan laughed angrily, "What are you afraid of? You are pregnant now. Are you still worried about what I will do to you?"
So many things happened that night that Mu Wanqing's mind was in a state of confusion. She really didn't expect this.
When she thought of returning to Yujingwan, her first reaction was that this guy was going to act like a gangster again, shamelessly hugging, hugging and kissing her, and maybe even doing something even more outrageous.
How could she forget that pregnancy should not be messed up!
Thinking about the children she hadn't seen for more than a week, her cold heart suddenly softened and she fell silent.
Silence was a promise, and Wen Zhan felt relieved and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
It was already very late when we returned to Yujingwan.
When Aunt Zhou saw the owner's car entering the courtyard, she immediately opened the door to greet it.
Unexpectedly, after the male owner got out of the car, he walked around the front of the car, opened the passenger door, and took out the female owner who hadn't seen him for a long time!
Aunt Zhou was overjoyed. Regardless of her thin clothes, she hurriedly ran forward to greet her: "My wife is back! Great!"
Mu Wanqing didn't want him to hug her at all. She didn't have long legs, but Wen Zhan was domineering and strong and didn't give her a chance to refuse. He just took her out of the car with a princess hug.
Seeing Aunt Zhou beaming with joy, she looked extremely embarrassed and always felt ashamed to see others.
When they entered the living room, Aunt Zhou saw both of them with tears on their faces and was shocked: "What's going on? Was there an accident on the road? Why are both the third young master and his wife injured?"
Their wounds were exposed except for disinfection treatment. The redness, swelling and bruises were obvious and could not be covered.
After Wen Zhan gently placed the woman in his arms on the sofa, he answered Aunt Zhou's question: "It's just a skin injury, don't worry."
Aunt Zhou looked at Mu Wanqing and saw that she was silent and her eyes were red and swollen from crying. She wanted to care but didn't know where to start.
Wen Zhan raised his wrist and looked at the time. It was ten o'clock in the evening.
He hasn't had dinner yet.
"Is there any midnight snack in the kitchen?" he asked Aunt Zhou.
Aunt Zhou nodded repeatedly, "Yes, yes, I can cook it quickly." After saying that, she quickly got into the kitchen and got busy.
Wen Zhan looked at the woman protesting silently on the sofa and sighed inwardly, "Would you like to go upstairs and wash yourself? Your clothes are all in the cloakroom. Let's have some midnight snack later. If you have milk at night, Feed the children. I don’t know what’s going on with my sister these days. She cries a lot at night. Take her to the master bedroom and wrap her in your clothes so that she can sleep more soundly."
As a mother, no one can listen to such words.
Especially the last sentence, which said that her daughter had to be wrapped in her clothes so that she could sleep more soundly. The woman's eyes hurt, her nose felt sore, and tears suddenly welled up in her eyes.
She subconsciously wanted to sniff, but when she exerted a little force, she felt the excruciating pain, so she could only press back.
Wen Zhan knew that she was feeling uncomfortable, so his face became calm and his attitude became much gentler: "Go up and wash up. I'll call you when the midnight snack is ready."
She didn't speak, but she missed her children more than ever, so she silently got up and went upstairs.
Whether to wash or not is the second priority. She wanted to go to the room to see the children first.
Wen Zhan stood in the living room, staring at the woman's back as she walked upstairs, with a complicated and difficult-to-discern expression in her eyes.
The phone rang in his pocket, awakening his thoughts.
He looked away, took out his phone and saw it was Gu Xinchen.
"Hello……"
"Azhan, you are really getting better and better as you get older! How old are you, fighting with others on the street, and losing face?"
What Gu Xinchen said shocked Wen Zhan to his core!
In just a moment, he understood what was going on.
"Did the video or photo spread?" He frowned and asked in a tight voice.
