My Wife Poke Me

Xiang Jichen looked at her and said softly: "I remember you said a few days ago that you don't want to have any relationship before getting married."

Fang Er bit her lip. She had said this, but that wasn't because -

For some reason during this period, she always felt worried about gains and losses, and felt like Xiang Ji Chen wanted to leave her.

And in the days leading up to the wedding, this feeling is really getting stronger and stronger.

The man said: "I have something to do at my company, so I'm leaving now. I'll be with you tomorrow."

Fang Er wanted to call him out, but after only a few seconds, the man was nowhere to be seen.

-

Inside the black car outside the villa

Xiang Jichen asked in a low voice, "Are you leaving?"

Chen Chuan nodded, "Already leaving, the flight is at two o'clock in the afternoon."

The man didn't speak, but he still missed the last moment.

On the way back to the apartment, Xiang Ji Chen opened his eyes and asked, "Have you found out what Fang Er did when he went to the hospital some time ago?"

As Chen Chuan spoke, his expression changed, and he said, "I found it out. I've put the things in your apartment. You can take a look when you get back."

"Um."

After arriving at the apartment, Chen Chuan put Xiang Jichen down and drove away.

The man enters the password.

The apartment was pitch dark and he turned on the light. It was very clean and impersonal.

Xiang Jichen took a bottle of water from the refrigerator, unscrewed the lid and took a few sips.

Sitting on the sofa, I glanced at the document on the table, took it over and opened it to read.

After seeing the content above clearly, the man squinted his eyes.

If you look carefully, it is a pregnancy test report, and the protagonist is Fang Er.

-

After Wen Zhu arrived in the United States, bodyguards came to pick them up.

I also lived in the same apartment I originally had in the United States. First, I became familiar with that area, making it easier to do things.

Second, Jiujiu and Jingxi will go to school here in the future, and there are also classmates they are familiar with here.

Although Shi Jiu'an and Shi Jingxi did not want to leave the country, they were good children and listened to their mother's words.

So wherever mom goes, they follow.

The apartment next door seemed to have changed its owner. On Wen Zhu's first day in the United States, a gentle man knocked on the door.

And he's Chinese.

Wen Zhu looked at him warily, "Hello, are you okay?"

The man smiled warmly and said, "Hello, I am your new neighbor. My name is Rong Lin."

As soon as he finished speaking, Shi Jiu'an came out with the doll in her arms. She ran over and held her mother's hand.

Rong Lin lowered his eyes, with a smile in his eyes, "Is this your daughter? So cute."

Holding Shi Jiu'an's hand, "Jiujiu, call uncle."

Shi Jiu'an said in a sweet voice, "Hello, uncle."

Rong Lin looked at Wen Zhu, "I'm holding a small party at my house tonight, do you want to come?"

Not knowing whether the person in front of him was a good person or a bad person, Wen Zhu didn't dare to go to the appointment rashly.

Wen Zhu declined politely, "I just came to the United States today, and the jet lag hasn't healed yet, so I won't go. Let's do it next time."

"That's okay." Rong Lin looked at Shi Jiu'an and waved with a gentle smile, "Goodbye, kid."

After seeing off the guests, Wen Zhu took Shi Jiu'an's hand and entered the house.

She touched her daughter's head and said, "Would you like to go and sleep for a while? Let's go see my great-grandfather tonight."

Shi Jiu'an nodded, "Okay."

Wen Zhu packed up her things and called her former Filipino maid to ask if she was free.

After the Filipino maid left here, she went traveling with her husband. When she heard that Wen Zhu was returning to the United States, she agreed without saying a word.

After solving all this, Wen Zhu stared at the WeChat dialog box and began to be in a daze.

What is he doing now?

I underestimated myself. I probably won’t be able to finish writing today.