"You," he said, blocking her speech, as if from the moment they got married, he had been emphasizing that from now on, you are Nian Nian’s biological mother!
She indeed treated Nian Nian as her own son!
However, ultimately, ultimately she wasn’t! The woman who gave birth to him couldn’t just easily take away everything that belonged to her!
Or perhaps, all of this was supposed to belong to that woman?!
Ji Niandong hugged her legs again, burying her head. This was their first argument since they got married, yet she wasn’t someone who liked to argue!
"I want to be alone for a while. Could you leave for a bit?"
Hugging herself tightly and saying these words, she seemed very insecure, her frail body exuded a pitiful sense.
Lu Beichen felt choked up too, took a step back, leaned against the cabinet, took out a cigarette and lit it up. The pack of cigarettes was almost finished, he seemed to be smoking a lot lately. "At this moment, I won’t leave you alone, to let you overthink here. Even if you don’t want to talk now, I’ll stay with you, and when you feel a little better, I’ll explain!"
Hearing him say this softly, Ji Niandong felt even worse, tears silently began to fall.
He was too good! So good that she couldn’t bear... to lose him!
After crying silently for a while, Ji Niandong suddenly clutched her stomach and lay down on the bed. After two seconds, she quickly slid off the bed, clutching her stomach, hunched over, and headed to the bathroom.
Lu Beichen extinguished the third cigarette in his hand and asked, "What’s wrong?"
He hurried to support her, and Ji Niandong gently pushed him away, saying, "I think my period has come, don’t follow me!"
Her tone clearly carried a sense of unbearable pain, her body not straightened, making him feel even more heartache. But being pushed away like that, he dared not approach, just pacing uneasily at the door.
After a few steps, he turned and headed out of the room, repeatedly dialing a number, but no response from the other side. For the first time, Lu Beichen threw his phone angrily onto the ground.
Lu Sinian saw this scene when he entered the door, his small body involuntarily shook, standing at the entrance forgetting to change shoes, never having seen his father lose temper , always cold even when angry.
He could not help swallowing, nervously asking, "Dad, what’s wrong?"
Only then did Lu Beichen notice his son had come home, turned and picked up the shattered phone, then asked calmly, "You’re back?"
"Yes. Dad?" He looked closely at Lu Beichen’s expression, wanting to speak but hesitating.
Lu Beichen noticed his son’s careful face-reading state, directly asked, "Do you have something to say?"
"During the eleven-day holiday, can I not go to interest class?" He feared Lu Beichen thought he was causing trouble, hurriedly saying, "I will go play with An’an or accompany grandpa and grandma!"
"Okay, then don’t go!" Lu Beichen walked to the storage cabinet to take something while saying, "Just in two days, your grandpa and Grandma He is inviting us to dinner. We, along with grandpa and grandma, will all go!"
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Lu Beichen nodded, "You’re such a smart kid!"
He prepared ginger tea, seeing Lu Sinian enter to put away his backpack, he called out, "Son?"
"What?" Lu Sinian was not used to being called out so formally.
Lu Beichen’s fingers landed on the cup, his expression normal but carrying a hint of embarrassment, "I seem to have upset Sister Tongtong, obedient son, can you help me make her feel better?"