Quick Wear: The female partner in the control group counterattacked online

Zhou He stood at the window for a long time, the cigarette in his hand extinguished.

The moonlight and lights outside were intertwined, it was deserted and a little hot, and flying insects kept hitting the street lamps.

Zhou He lowered his eyes and turned off the mobile phone in his hand, saying "Let's make peace." 】In the end it was not sent out.

Because he found that he seemed to have messed up everything badly.

When he chose to cheat, he might have been sentenced to death in Tang Xin's heart.

Wen Xiaoxiao helped Tang Xin open the door. These days, she was staying at Tang Xin's place, euphemistically saying that she was helping to take care of pregnant women.

"You are serious. Since Zhou He has gone to accompany his mother, why are you still running there?"

Wen Xiaoxiao took the lunch box from Tang Xin's hand with hatred, "Do you still need to deliver meals every day? Doesn't he have a wife now? Why does he always ask his ex-wife to deliver meals?"

"Okay." Tang Xin pinched Wen Xiaoxiao's face, "Auntie has always been very kind to me. Now that her days are running out, I just want to see her one more time."

Tang Xin's voice was a little low, which made Wen Xiaoxiao quiet down.

"It's all fate. A person as powerful as Aunt Zhou can fall down just yet." Wen Xiaoxiao sighed a little.

When illness strikes, no one can guarantee how long they will live.

Tang Xin was depressed for a while, but comforted Wen Xiaoxiao, "It's actually not that bad. At least I can reconcile with Zhou He before Auntie leaves. I think I will die without regrets."

"It's just a pity that she won't be able to see her granddaughter." Tang Xin touched her belly.

In fact, she was four months pregnant, and her belly was obviously a little bulging, but the clothes she wore were relatively loose, so she couldn't tell that she was pregnant.

This child is an angel and has never caused trouble to her mother, so she has never had morning sickness even once.

If she hadn't gone to the hospital for a check-up and found that she was healthy every time, she would have doubted whether she was pregnant.

It's not yet time for the baby to move, so if you want to know the condition of the baby in your belly, you can only rely on guesswork and hospital examinations.

But when she went for a B-ultrasound, the doctor said it was most likely a girl, so she assumed that there was definitely a girl in her belly.

"That's something that can't be helped." Wen Xiaoxiao sighed. Whether he can survive until the child is born really depends on whether God is willing to give him face.

In this current situation, I find it quite difficult.

Ms. Zhou's cancer has spread quickly.

This is a race against time. If you are caught up, just leave.

"Stop talking about such sad things," Wen Xiaoxiao quickly pulled Tang Xin over, "You haven't eaten yet, hurry up, I asked my chef to prepare a special nutritious meal for pregnant women."

"From now on, my chef will prepare three meals a day and deliver them to you. This will save you from getting tired from cooking every day."

Wen Xiaoxiao felt that her arrangement was very good, and Tang Xin felt that it was heartbreaking and a bit dumbfounding, "Actually, cooking is not tiring, if you are willing to wash the dishes."

"Ahem, I feel bad." Wen Xiaoxiao blinked guiltily, "So it's better to burden others."

Anyway, her chef is not in vain.

"Would it be too much trouble?" Tang Xin really felt it was quite disturbing.

Wen Xiaoxiao waved her hand with an arrogant look on her face, "What's the trouble? This is all for my goddaughter, you're just taking advantage of it!"

"Okay, I will thank her godmother for her generosity on behalf of your goddaughter." Tang Xin didn't get too entangled with Wen Xiaoxiao. The two of them had a good relationship, so naturally they didn't care about this at all. Wen Xiaoxiao smiled and told Tang Xin to eat quickly.

"I heard from a nutritionist that even if you are pregnant, you can't eat all the time. You need to have a balanced nutrition."

"If the child is too big, it will be difficult to give birth to him and he will become a macrosomia, and the mother will suffer."

"For your small body, it's safer to follow the dietitian's recipe."

Wen Xiaoxiao rambled on, piling up the things she heard from the nutritionist in front of Tang Xin, and then took out her mobile phone and talked about a lot of things that she couldn't and that couldn't be eaten, which made Tang Xin feel dizzy.

"Stop, stop, stop, then it's up to you to decide what I eat in the future, okay?" Tang Xin looked at Wen Xiaoxiao helplessly.

"It's no problem, don't worry, I'll take care of it!" Wen Xiaoxiao assured, patting her chest.

As long as she makes good use of the nutritionist and chef, she is guaranteed to keep Tang Xin looking good throughout her pregnancy!

Wen Xiaoxiao put away her phone happily and urged Tang Xin to eat quickly.

The food that was delivered was actually not much. The two of them chatted and laughed and finished the food quickly.

After Tang Xin washed up, he sat on the floating platform and looked at the lights of thousands of houses outside. He stayed in a daze for a long time before finally going back to bed to sleep.

Among all the lights in the house, there is always one light that lights up for others, but only her.

But she doesn't need it now, because she has someone who is connected to her by blood, and from now on, she will no longer be alone.

Tang Xin never feels too sad about what happened in the past. She never says she has always been resentful or entangled in everything that turned out to be what it is now.

The past is always the past and cannot be changed, so why keep remembering it?

Ms. Zhou has a rest period after chemotherapy and can be discharged from the hospital briefly, and then come back for chemotherapy after a while.

It is a very happy thing to be discharged from the hospital. Ms. Zhou immediately became more energetic when she thought of being able to go home.

Because Sister Hong had been taking care of her during the hospital stay, Zhou He continued to let Sister Hong go home with her, and the price was paid separately.

Sister Hong is naturally willing, and she gets along well with Ms. Zhou.

"I'm discharged from the hospital today. When I get home, why don't you let your little girlfriend come to your house for a meal?" Ms. Zhou looked at Zhou He with a smile on her face. It’s a pity.”

"Mom!" Zhou He frowned. He couldn't hear Ms. Zhou say the word "die" now, as if she had said that she would pass away immediately.

"Okay, okay, I won't say anything." Ms. Zhou also knew what Zhou He was taboo about.

In fact, it doesn't matter to her anymore, whether she is alive or dead, it is already like this. Could it be that if she doesn't want to die, the King of Hell will not accept her?

Just because she wants to think about it, doesn't mean that others can think about it.

At the last moment of her life, she still did not argue with her son.

"Then we agreed tonight? I'll ask Sister Hong to cook more dishes. What does she like to eat?" Ms. Zhou asked enthusiastically.

Although she didn't really like that little girl before and thought she was pretentious, she couldn't bear that her son liked her.

Maybe men like that flirtatious woman, but it's hard for her to tell.

She didn't have much time left, so she followed her son's wish, which solved the last bit of friction between mother and son.

Zhou He was silent for a long time, then whispered "Yeah" and said in a low voice, "I'll tell her later."