Chapter 6 After the news of pregnancy and vomiting and getting a marriage certificate spread in a small circle, Shen...
After the news of the marriage certificate spread within a small circle, the phone calls in Shen Shutong's office and mobile phone almost never stopped. There were probing calls, congratulations, and more people were asking indirectly whether the Shen and Fu families had reached any major cooperation.
Shen Shutong was extremely annoyed and always rejected them with the excuse of "it's a personal matter, I can't respond".
That afternoon, her phone vibrated. It was Fu Jingchuan's WeChat ID, a simple "F."
F: Public opinion has begun to ferment. A prolonged separation will only lead to more unnecessary speculation and trouble.
F: [Security and privacy are better here.]
F: [You can move in here for a while. Wait until the storm has died down.]
Shen Shutong really wanted to refuse directly.
But reason told her he was right. At this critical juncture, if the newlyweds were photographed living apart, speculation about a "sham marriage" and "profiteering" would only intensify, which would be bad for both Shen and herself.
【good. 】
After replying, she put the phone upside down on the table, feeling a little stuffy in her chest.
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That evening, Fu Jingchuan's assistant drove a low-key business car and appeared on time downstairs of Shen Shutong's community to help her carry her luggage. Shen Shutong only brought some necessary clothes and supplies, not a large number.
The car drove into a quiet, high-end residential complex with extremely tight security, and finally stopped in front of a single-family villa.
The assistant helped her carry the luggage in. At the entrance, Fu Jingchuan just walked out.
"Ms. Shen, the room is on the second floor." The assistant said respectfully, then left tactfully.
They were the only two people in the huge living room. The interior decoration of the villa was high-end, but it lacked the warmth of home.
"Your room is the first one on the left on the second floor." Fu Jingchuan said, "Master bedroom, I've cleaned it up."
"No need." She pulled her luggage and prepared to go to the elevator. "I'll just stay in the guest room."
Fu Jingchuan was about to say something when his expression suddenly changed! Without having time to speak, he turned around and rushed towards the bathroom next to the living room.
"Bang!" The bathroom door was closed.
Immediately afterwards, a suppressed vomiting sound came through the door.
Shen Shutong froze in place, still holding a small luggage bag in his hand.
She looked at the closed bathroom door and listened to the continuous vomiting sounds inside.
She hadn't expected his morning sickness to be so severe. Was it common for all pregnancies? Or was it just his constitution? Had he been checked?
Those worries that had been deliberately suppressed and the complex emotions about the existence of the "child" surged up uncontrollably at this moment.
She bit her lip, hesitated for a moment, then put down her bag and hurried to the kitchen. She quickly found salt and a clean cup. She mixed a cup of warm, lightly salted water.
The noise in the bathroom gradually subsided, leaving only some gasps like exhaustion and the sound of water.
After a while, the door was opened.
Fu Jingchuan came out.
He had obviously splashed water on his face, and the loose hair on his forehead was wet, revealing a sense of exhaustion and fragility.
He saw that Shen Shutong did not leave, but stood not far away, holding a cup in his hand, his eyes flashing.
Shen Shutong walked forward, handed over the cup in his hand, and said in a dry tone: "Drink some light salt water, you will feel better."
Fu Jingchuan looked at her blankly, lowered his head, and drank water in small sips. The warm water did relieve some of the discomfort, and his frown relaxed a little.
"Thanks."
Seeing him trying so hard to hold on, Shen Shutong became annoyed again.
"Fu Jingchuan."
Fu Jingchuan stopped drinking water and looked up at her.
Chen Shutong met his gaze: "I can't stay here for long. I'll leave when the storm is over. Next time you have the time to clean the room, take a good rest and take care of your body. Don't blame me if anything happens to the child."
She deliberately emphasized the words "there's something wrong with the child," as if to remind him, and herself, what the core bargain of this marriage was. The glass of water just now was just an impulsive and unnecessary act.
"I will pay attention to the child's health." Fu Jingchuan's eyes darkened.
Shen Shutong stopped looking at him, picked up his luggage bag and walked straight to the stairs.
"Where is the guest room?" she asked without turning her head.
"At the end of the corridor on the right."
Chen Shutong went up to the second floor and pushed open the door of the room at the end of the right side of the corridor. It was decorated in a standard guest room style.
She walked in and closed the door behind her.
The door lock fell, isolating everything outside.
She leaned against the cold door, the tension in her body finally relaxing at this moment. The moment of softness she had felt when she handed over the water cup just now made her feel a complex sense of regret and confusion.
In the living room downstairs, Fu Jingchuan was still standing there, the pain in his stomach and the burning in his throat reminding him of his previous embarrassment. He looked down at the glass of slightly cold salt water in his hand, and a wry smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
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