Ning Jiayin ignored him and bent over to retch. Lu Beichi, who was standing next to him, had an expression that kept changing, from bewildered to stunned to shocked!

"Ning Jiayin! You didn't have a miscarriage?!" Finally, the young master of the Lu family reacted and shouted excitedly!

The sound is deafening!

Ning Jiayin, who finally felt better after vomiting, stood up and ignored him. She walked to the sink and rinsed her mouth with water. Lu Beichi was still standing there stupidly, looking at her.

She rinsed her mouth and wiped it, and every move she made was so calm and composed.

"Ning Jiayin! You are kidding me! You dead woman!" The young master of the Lu family finally reacted and yelled again.

"Did I tell you I had a miscarriage?" Ning Jiayin looked at him indifferently and asked back.

!!!

Could he strangle her to death?!

"You said the only connection between us is gone!" He retorted loudly, his heart trembling with excitement, his eyes fixed on her abdomen.

Their baby is still there!

"Do you think the involvement I'm talking about is the child? I mean the feelings. I don't have any feelings for you anymore!" She stroked her abdomen with one hand, looked at him, and said in a deep voice.

In fact, she deliberately made him misunderstand.

When he went to visit her yesterday afternoon, she suspected that he had feelings for her, so she deliberately made him misunderstand that the child was gone, to stimulate him and force him to tell the truth.

What's more, he is so mean, so pretentious, and so arrogant, he deserves to be taught a lesson!

But she didn't understand how he knew that she had been in love with him all these years.

"I misunderstood that you had a miscarriage, and you didn't tell me the truth?! Ning Jiayin! Do you want to torture me to death?! I'm so guilty that I want to jump off the building! You dead woman!" Lu Beichi roared again, his face flushed, and he stomped his feet.

Ning Jiayin ignored him and walked out of the bathroom. Lu Beichi immediately chased after her!

"You--" He was angry and excited and blocked in front of her. He was about to blame her, but was frightened by her cold face and shut up. He quickly raised his hands and smiled apologetically, "Wife, don't get me wrong, I'm too excited, my baby is still with me, I'm so excited that I'm going crazy, I don't mean to blame you, really not!" He turned into a wife slave in an instant, his eyes fell on her abdomen.

The young master of the Lu family, who is in his thirties, really wants to cry like crazy at this moment!

"Who is your wife, Lu Beichi? Don't ignore what I say! I just want a divorce!" She poured cold water on him again.

Lu Beichi gritted his teeth, rushed forward, grabbed her, and carried her to the sofa, "Be good, don't move, you're hurting my little girl, let me hear it!"

He sat down on the sofa, Ning Jiayin fell into his arms, he lifted her clothes and put his ear against her flat belly.

"It's just a little bean sprout, what can you hear?!"

So stupid!

But she also felt his pain very clearly.

"Wife, I heard it! My daughter is greeting me!" Lu Beichi said with a smile, "She said, 'Wow, my dad is so handsome! He's so handsome!'"

"Narcissist!" Ning Jiayin curled her lips, but she didn't notice that Lu Beichi, who was joking, had tears in his eyes.

It is excitement, thrill, and also a kind of relief for regaining what was lost!

"This is called self-confidence! If I wasn't good enough, how could my wife have loved me for more than ten years?!" Lu Beichi raised his head, put her clothes down to prevent her from catching a cold, looked at her, and said again.

A trace of sadness appeared on her thin face, but it disappeared in an instant. She rolled her eyes at him and said, "That was in the past. Now, there is no love!"

She stood up and was about to leave, but he pulled her back, "Ning Jiayin! I don't believe it!"

He said with certainty, and then kissed her hard!