The reborn petite wife is beautiful and sassy

Chapter 223
In the past, whenever Zhao Xitong frowned, Luo Zhibin's heart would be terribly distressed, but now he can't bear to let him watch her suffer in prison.

"Okay, Zhibin, I'll wait for you to pick me up."

Zhao Xitong turned his head sideways and looked at the window. The window was square and especially narrow. A ray of light jumped in from the window.

Zhao Xitong is facing the light, she can only see the tip of the iceberg in the vast sky, the blue splendor, like a soft ribbon, stretches across the distant sky, revealing the breath of freedom, injecting into the bottom of Zhao Xitong's heart, let Zhao Xitong yearned for no reason.

Zhao Xitong desperately wants to get out of prison.

Although the torment of darkness had an end, her psychological defenses were broken every inch of her body, as if she was in a shambles. She didn't know how much will she had to rely on to survive until the day she was released from prison.

However, at the moment, she has no choice but to wait.

Waiting for news from Luo Zhibin.

Wait for him to pick her up.

Or, wait more than ten days later, the day she is released from prison.

I hope that the result of waiting will not disappoint her, and it will also allow her to end this depressing and desperate torture as soon as possible.

Before Luo Zhibin walked out of the cell, he comforted Zhao Xitong with kind words. He didn't let go of her hand until Zhao Xitong seemed calmer, and left.

Luo Zhibin got into the car, feeling a sharp pain in his temple. He rubbed it gently with his big hand a few times, but it still couldn't relieve the pain.

The turbid air was pressing heavily on Luo Zhibin's chest, and he breathed in and out with difficulty, trying to exhale the turbid air, but after trying hard, he couldn't get it out.

Zhao Xitong's affairs needed him to clear up. His career, which had been thriving at first, encountered Waterloo, and bad things came one after another, which he did not expect.

In this regard, there is no way to deal with it, but it may not be effective.

Luo Zhibin didn't think much about it, he moved Luo's crisis back and put Zhao Xitong's matter first.

The car drove out, heading towards the Royal Garden.

Chu Wan didn't know about Luo Zhibin's arrival.

Chu Wan had a drawing competition recently, she didn't dare to be sloppy, but devoted all her energy to it.

As early as two days ago, Huo Yanzheng went on a business trip abroad, and Uncle Liu and his servants were also on vacation, so Chu Wan was the only one left in Nuo Da's villa.

Chu Wan brought her drawing tools and prepared to go outdoors to gather scenery.

As soon as Chu Wan left, Luo Zhibin came to Yuyuan on the back.

The two didn't touch each other, just passed by.

Luo Zhibin missed Chu Wan, but bumped into Huang Jingrong at the intersection of a commercial street.

The moment he saw Huang Jingrong, Luo Zhibin frowned, feeling guilty for a while.

If he hadn't seen Huang Jingrong again, he would have almost forgotten the passionate and chaotic night with Huang Jingrong.

It's been so long, and Huang Jingrong has never asked him to take responsibility. He thought, maybe Huang Jingrong doesn't remember, or maybe Huang Jingrong remembers, but doesn't care. After all, in today's society, one-night stands are not uncommon. .

Luo Zhibin who stopped the car didn't intend to say hello to Huang Jingrong, but just looked at Huang Jingrong with a slightly complicated look, and then drove away.

Huang Jingrong was standing on a bustling street, and the endless hustle and bustle was very disturbing. Her dazed eyes moved away little by little, and an endless stream of scenes appeared in front of her.

She clutched the pregnancy test form tightly in her hand, feeling restless.

Recently, she has a bad appetite, nausea, vomiting, and nausea. She used to dislike sour things, but recently she has been uncharacteristically.

She thought something was wrong with her, and finally took some time out of her busy schedule to come to the hospital for an examination.

The result of the examination was not bad, she was not sick, she was healthy, the reason why she had abnormal reaction was because she was pregnant.

More than a month.

The baby has been in her womb for more than a month.

Huang Jingrong gently stroked her lower abdomen. The child was only a few months old, and her belly was not obviously protruding. Although she was wearing a tight-fitting lace skirt, she wouldn't notice anything unless she looked closely.

After a while, Huang Jingrong came back to her senses from the dazed state, she squinted her eyes, her lips painted with bright color lipstick slowly raised an arc of excitement, and whispered softly: "My child, I actually have a child!" , and have a child with Mr. Huo."

Huang Jingrong's vacant gaze gradually filled with a little bit of expectation. Having a child is equivalent to having a bargaining chip with Huo Yanzheng, and the chances of her winning the position of Mrs. Huo are even greater.

"Oh, that's great."

It makes sense that a mother is more expensive than a child.

Huang Jingrong followed the flow of people, turning her body sideways to carefully protect her stomach. Now that she has Huo Yanzheng's child, she can't be as impatient as before, not paying attention to everything she does.

Even if it's not for the child, it's for herself. She has to have a safe pregnancy.

In fact, what Huang Jingrong didn't know was that it wasn't Huo Yanzheng who cared about the child in her womb, but Luo Zhibin.

Sometimes, the hidden truth is always unexpected.

Chu Wan took the painting tools to a rural area in the south of the city to collect scenery. The rural scenery is beautiful, with tree-lined paths, small bridges, flowing water, and the fragrance of birds and flowers. Every frame of the picture is like a dreamlike scene under the lens of a movie. .

When she was a child, Chu Wan, who was keen on painting, took outdoor scenery gathering once a year. Slowly, this became a habit for her to feel the good life and find inspiration for painting.

It's just that later, when she first fell in love, she turned into Luo Zhibin's little tail, chasing after him all day long, no matter where he went, she would follow.

Over time, she gave up painting.

The annual outdoor gathering was subsequently shelved.

This year, she picked up her painting career, and collecting folk songs is a good habit, it shouldn't be put on hold, she wants to keep it going.

At the end of the day's gathering, Chu Wan was not in a hurry to leave. She finally came here, and she planned to stay here for two more days.

On the second day of collecting the wind, Chu Wan walked slowly on the tree-lined path, accompanied by the warm breeze, enjoying the leisurely passing of time, and her heart was full of peace and tranquility.

The sunlight cast her alone figure, not in a pair, but alone, but Chu Wan didn't feel lonely at all.

Huo Yanzheng filled up the shortcomings of her whole life, painted deep and distinct colors on her blank memory scroll, so that even though she was alone, there was always his trace in her heart.

Chu Wan stood still at the end of the path, and the unfolding scene was so beautiful that she was a little crazy for a while.

In front is a pond, the water is clear, colorful fishes are walking around, some small lotuses are showing their tips, and the crimson lotus flowers are crowded together to bloom beautifully, the willow branches swaying by the pool, the shadows of the trees whirling.

(End of this chapter)