Originally he wanted to say that he felt Fang Qing might be pregnant.
But on second thought, it was depressing enough that I was the matchmaker for them, and now both of them insisted that they had no feelings for each other, making it seem like I had misunderstood.
What if the pregnancy was also a misunderstanding?
What if the person is simply in poor health?
Forget it, he should stop talking about it.
"She might be sick. She doesn't have any relatives here. What can she do with a child around? Go back and take a look. Even if you're divorced, you're still... still from the same hometown."
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Lu Jiangting frowned and nodded in agreement.
Can Fang Qing get sick?
I've known her for so long, and I've never seen her sick.
Now that he's sick, could it be that he doesn't want to get divorced and is deliberately making trouble?
No, you must leave.
He finally made up his mind and must not hesitate.
What he can do, he can definitely do.
When Lu Jiangting returned home, he thought Fang Qing had gone to work and no one was at home.
I don't want to hear any noise coming from the house.
Lu Jiangting stopped and knocked on Fang Qing's door.
"who?"
It’s Fang Qing.
But isn’t Fang Qing at work at this time?
"It's me, can I come in?"
"It's Jiang Ting. The door is not locked. Come in."
When I pushed the door open, I saw Fang Qing lying weakly on the bed.
The windows and doors were sealed tightly, leaving no room for air.
Lu Jiangting frowned and asked, "Are you sick?"
Is he really sick?
Fang Qing said calmly, "It's nothing, just a minor cold."
"You've always been in good health, how come you caught a cold?"
"It has been windy and rainy these past few days, and the weather has become much colder. I went to sweep the floor late at night, and I caught a cold without paying attention."
Only then did Lu Jiangting remember the bad weather in the past few days.
"and you……"
Wait a moment.
I almost blurted out the words to persuade her not to go to work.
He had to hold it in.
"Just take a leave if the weather is bad. You'll make yourself sick, spend money, and still won't be able to take care of Chenchen."
"Well, I took a week off."
"That's good."
Fang Qing smiled bitterly, "I guess this is the only time. My boss scolded me for taking a week off. He said there are only four weeks in a month, but I asked for a week off. I might as well quit my job. Alas! If you take someone's money, you have to obey their management. It's not easy to take someone's money. Jiang Ting, I understand now. Your job is not easy either."
Lu Jiangting opened his mouth, feeling mixed emotions.
I thought that although his job was hard, he didn't have to get wet in the rain in such a cold weather.
But asking for only one week's leave is indeed too much, and any leader would be offended.
"Please give me a week. Does it take that long?"
Fang Qing nodded and said, "I didn't want to do that originally, but the doctor said I have to stay in bed for at least a week."
Lu Jiangting felt strange.
"What illness requires a week of bed rest?" He happened to see the bill and medicine on the bedside.
Just as he was about to go over to get it, Fang Qing grabbed it and stuffed it into the quilt.
Lu Jiangting: “…”
"Jiang Ting, this is my business, you don't have to worry about it. It's getting late, please send Chenchen over for me."
Not allowed to watch?
What serious illness do I have that I can’t let him know about?
Lu Jiangting: "Fang Qing, if you get a serious illness..."
"I'm not seriously ill."
Fang Qing interrupted him and looked as if she was keeping him at a distance.
"I don't need to worry about my own affairs. Jiang Ting, in the past three years, you and Yuyao separated because you always meddled in my affairs. This was wrong, so from now on, please be careful and stay out of things that are not your business."
These were the words he warned himself when he regretted countless times, and he never expected to hear them from Fang Qing's mouth.
Why is she saying it now?
If she could have done this earlier...if she could have done this earlier...would he have been able to live happily with Yuyao?
Lu Jiangting was somewhat relieved by her discretion just now, but when he thought that she had separated him and Yuyao forever, he felt more hatred towards her.
If I had known this would happen, why did I do it in the first place?
He shouldn't have sympathized with her.
Lu Jiangting didn't say anything else and left her house directly.
After leaving Fang Qing's house and continuing deeper into the alley, I soon arrived at my own home.
There was laughter in the room. It was his parents playing with Chenchen.
Hearing this laughter, the haze in Lu Jiangting's heart was swept away.
This was the home he had hoped for.
Fang Qing couldn't get along well with his parents, but Yu Yao was different.
Yuyao, like herself, was raised by her parents, and they know her inside and out.
Dad and Mom like Yuyao very much, and Yuyao also likes Dad and Mom very much.
If I had married Yuyao in the first place, many conflicts could have been avoided.
They are obviously getting married soon, just a few days and the last step.
I missed out on happiness, and the more I think about it, the more unwilling I feel.
Lu Jiangting exhaled heavily, loosened his clenched fists, and pushed open the door.
The people in the room stopped playing and looked at him.
"Jiang Ting, you came back early today."
Today, Lao Wang allowed him to leave early.
"Yes, Dad, Mom, have you eaten yet?"
"I've eaten. The cook, Xiao Sun, has been gone for a while. How about you?"
"Me? I've eaten too. Dad, Chenchen, what are you playing?"
Wang Chenchen held up a paper pistol and said, "Playing with guns, buibuibui."
Lu Jiangting smiled and asked, "Who made this for you?"
"Grandpa made it."
"I played it when I was a kid, and I have one too."
"Who made yours?"
"Grandpa made it, too."
"Oh, Grandpa is awesome."
Lu Cong's face was full of joy.
Seeing that it was getting late, Lu Jiangting said to Wang Chenchen, "Chenchen, let me take you home. You have to go to school tomorrow."
"I haven't had enough fun yet, let me play for a while longer."
"Your mother is sick and she is still waiting for you. I will take you back early."
Lu Cong was startled, "Is Fang Qing sick?"
"Yeah, I saw it when I got back."
Lu Cong was worried.
Why did you get sick?
He thought Fang Qing was at work at the moment, and thought that she would come to pick him up after get off work.
"What's wrong with her?"
Thinking that Fang Qing was so secretive about her illness, Lu Jiangting said irritably, "I don't know, it seems like she has a cold, so she asked for leave to rest at home."
"Tsk, asking for leave just because you have a cold is too hypocritical. When your mother and I were working, we were not allowed to ask for leave as long as we could get up."
Wang Cuilan also said, "Yes, when I gave birth to you three siblings, I only rested for three days when your eldest sister was born, and I rested for one day before going back to work when you and your second sister were born."
Lu Jiangting said, "She might be seriously ill, so she took a week off."
"What? You need to rest for a week because of a cold?"
"I don't know. She told me not to worry about it. I think she went to the hospital. She had medicine and receipts. I wanted to see them, but she hid them."
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