"Madam, the gentleman is back."

While the man was distracted, the door in front of him had already opened.

Even though Chen Yanming had made many preparations before coming, he still felt very uncomfortable and didn't put anything into practice.

He couldn't imagine that he had been hastily married to a strange woman after only being together for half a year. It has been almost a year now.

With all sorts of thoughts flying around in his mind, the man carrying the nutritional supplements walked forward subconsciously. He thought lightly, with a hint of indifference as if it was none of his business.

I will treat my wife and the baby in her belly well and fulfill my responsibilities as a husband and a father.

As for the rest, I'm sorry, he probably doesn't have the ability to give more now.

As the man was thinking this, there was some rustling noise coming from the living room.

There was a muffled sound like a stick hitting a blanket on the floor, "dong dong dong", and before Chen Yanming could look up, he heard it.

"husband?"

The soft sound that suddenly rushes into the ears and hits the eardrum is a gentle and soft sweetness mixed with an unexpected chill.

Without any effort, with a slight sound, the man paused slightly and stood in a daze at the entrance of the living room. He curled his fingers and held the colorful rope of the gift box in his hand tightly.

Totally unnecessary excessive force.

The heart was beating like a cricket pupa, never stopping. In an instant, Shen Yanming's calm expression, which had been churning with emotions and blood rushing, suddenly became tense and he could no longer maintain his composure.

He suddenly looked up and saw that the woman who was slowly walking into the huge living room was extremely beautiful.

The extremely gentle, pure and charming, extremely beautiful man stared at a face that looked like his wife.

His eyes, as black as ink, unconsciously flashed with heartache. He stared blankly for a long time, no longer as calm and composed as before.

The man consciously lowered his gaze for a moment and stopped at his wife's flat belly in thought.

It seems like it's been three months, but she's still not pregnant. The man stared at his wife's slender waist and flat belly, frowning unconsciously and putting down the skin care products in his hand.

He strode past Aunt Zhao in front of him, and walked straight towards his young wife who was groping forward with clear steps, tapping her guide stick.

"Hubby, hubby, hubby, hubby, are you okay? Does your leg hurt, hubby?"

Even if you lose your memory, the habits your body has developed over time will unconsciously drive you to get closer to your loved ones.

Just like Chen Yanming, even though he had lost his memory, when he saw his delicate and weak little wife, the man who realized her behavior before his heart bent down and picked up his little wife with poor eyesight.

The little wife in his arms seemed to be used to being held. Whenever the man bent down to hold her, she would let go of the crutch in her hand.

She opened her arms and waited for her husband to pick her up. She put her arms around his neck and buried her head in his neck. When someone came to complain, all the grievances came out.

"Hubby, they all said you lost your memory and forgot about me. Husband, have you really lost your memory? Have you really forgotten me? Do you really not remember me?"

In her husband's arms, the sensitive pregnant woman sobbed and felt aggrieved.

"You remember everyone else but forget me. You did it on purpose, scumbag!"

Pregnant women during special periods are extremely emotionally sensitive, their eyes are like faucets, and tears burst out uncontrollably.

Feeling a burst of warmth and wetness on his chest, the man was instantly heartbroken and unable to control himself.

He subconsciously showed weakness.

"Wife, be good, don't cry, your husband didn't mean it."

"You didn't do it on purpose. You did it on purpose. You wanted to annoy me and you didn't want to live a good life with me, right?"

The more she spoke, the more aggrieved she felt. She sniffed and recalled the few friends who had come to see her before. They were all from her husband's circle.

The pregnant woman, who was holding her belly helplessly at that time, understood the implicit meaning of their words.

Qing Yuer is not stupid. Those people say that many married men in their circle spend a lot of money on having fun outside.

The words revealed why Shen Yanming didn't forget others after losing his memory, but only forgot his wife at home. He probably didn't care about it in his heart.

A few men took advantage of the fact that the wife's legal husband was not back and tried their best to sow discord between them and spread rumors and slander her without any control over their words.

This one comes today, that one comes tomorrow, it’s so interesting to talk to them.

Today let’s talk about an old man in the circle who has established an image of loving his wife. In fact, you can’t judge a person by his appearance. He hid it from his wife and secretly kept mistresses, including the fourth, fifth, and sixth mistresses. He spent a lot of money on them.

That guy will come over tomorrow and talk a lot of nonsense like a storyteller.

A rich second-generation man lost his memory in a car accident. He forgot everyone except his girlfriend of three years.

It’s okay to forget the person, but also the feelings.

He turned his back on his old love and for the sake of his new love, he was more ruthless than his enemy and directly ruined his old love.

Speechless and extremely uneasy, Qing Yuer buried her little face in the man's chest to avoid the man's big hand.

His palm fell empty, and Chen Yanming, who was at a loss, no longer remembered the decision he had just made solemnly to be a qualified husband and a qualified father.

He is simply a wife-slave. When his beautiful wife sheds a few tears, he immediately feels so distressed that he wants to kneel down and beg his wife to stop crying.

"Don't cry, I was wrong, it's really all my fault. I'll listen to you in everything from now on, okay? Let's stop crying, okay? Baby! Wife! Good wife!"

He was anxiously trying to coax the person, and with his big hands he was trying to hold the crying little rabbit in his arms.

With his jaws clamped around his wife's pointed chin, the next moment, the buried little face finally came into his sight, and Chen Yanming felt heartbroken.

I saw that my wife's face was red from crying, and the corners of her eyes were red.

Her eyes were filled with tears, and as her eyelashes trembled, little golden tears fell one by one, wetting her curled black feathers and drooping limply into a clump.

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