Chapter 486 Blame Me for Not Knowing the Seriousness
Arriving at the hospital, Wen Liang got a prescription from the doctor and went to have a Doppler fetal heartbeat scan, an obstetric ultrasound, and a Down syndrome screening.
Fu Zheng took the list from Wen Liang and glanced at it, raising an eyebrow. "Sixteen weeks?"
"Yeah." Wen Liang's expression was calm.
It seems that Fu Zheng, like her, also thought that the child was conceived in Philadelphia.
Fu Zheng silently calculated the time.
Four months ago, wasn't that...
Their eyes met, and Wen Liang vaguely saw a hint of pride in his eyes. His old face flushed, and he pinched him hard on the waist, looking away, "You are so capable."
Fu Zheng pursed his lips and smiled, put his arm around her waist, leaned over and whispered something in her ear.
Wen Liang's cheeks flushed, and she glared at him with a mixture of embarrassment and annoyance. Her eyes flickered and sparkled. She covered her stomach, as if afraid the child might hear. "Say another word?"
"I won't say any more."
Fu Zheng seemed to be afraid of her. He closed his mouth, but there was a smile in the corners of his eyes and eyebrows. He loved her coquettish and angry look.
If this wasn't in the hospital, he would have probably leaned over and kissed her slightly upturned red lips.
Wen Liang turned around and left, not caring whether Fu Zheng followed him or not.
It would be better if I didn’t keep up.
This person's mind is full of that kind of thing.
Fu Zheng strode up to her and held her hand.
After arriving outside the examination room, Wen Liang found a place to sit and wait for his number to be called.
Fu Zheng sat down beside her, held her hand, and played with it gently in his palm.
Thinking of something, he leaned forward slightly and whispered thankfully, "Fortunately, he is strong..."
"Um?"
"We had a lot of trouble in Philadelphia..."
Wen Liang glared at him unhappily and whispered, "...I had some bleeding that time, and I thought it was an irregular period..."
"I'm sorry, I didn't know the seriousness of the matter."
Fu Zheng thought again that when he was acting to make her angry, she was already pregnant.
Fortunately, nothing happened, otherwise he would have regretted it.
"Stop talking."
Fu Zheng looked at her red, bleeding ears and smiled, "Okay, don't be angry, I won't say anything."
It was already afternoon when Wen Liang finished her prenatal check-up.
For the first two items, the babies in warm and cool wombs are normal, and the risk of Down syndrome screening is also extremely low.
After leaving the hospital, the two went to have lunch together.
During the meal, Fu Zheng casually mentioned, "I know you like photography, but don't overwork yourself. Take on fewer jobs recently."
Wen Liang registered her own personal studio and hired an assistant in the name of the studio. Fu Zheng also assigned her two bodyguards.
Last week she was in charge of shooting an advertisement for an old client.
"It's nothing now. I'll reduce my workload once the baby is older." Wen Liang replied calmly, "By the way, I have to go on a business trip tomorrow."
Fu Zheng paused and looked up, "Where are you going?"
"The capital."
Fu Zheng raised his eyebrows.
"A magazine shoot." Wen Liang said calmly, not discussing, but informing.
Fu Zheng knew he couldn't stop them, so he said, "Let Liang Fei and the others follow you."
Liang Fei is one of the two bodyguards.
"Um."
On Tuesday morning, Wen Liang flew to Beijing with his assistant bodyguard.
The magazine sent someone to pick them up at the airport and take them to the booked hotel.
The person who picked her up at the airport was the secretary from the magazine. Before leaving, she asked Wen Liang to go to Jingyun Building at 7 o'clock in the evening. The editor-in-chief invited her to have dinner with the model and asked them to get to know each other first.
Wen Liang agreed.
At 6:45 in the evening, Wen Liang arrived at the Jingyun Building box.
A few minutes later, the model arrived.
The two exchanged a few pleasantries, and Wen Liang asked her about her favorite style. The model, who was experienced, described her preferences very accurately and talked about her previous shooting experiences.
At 7:05, the editor-in-chief pushed the door open and said with a smile, "Sorry to have kept you waiting. I just went to pick someone up..."
As he spoke, he walked in, followed by a man wearing a casual T-shirt and knee-length shorts. He had long and strong forearms, well-defined calf muscles, a tall and straight figure, and a handsome face.
Wen Liang was startled when he saw the person coming and stood up, "Brother Dongcheng?"
"Surprised?" Huo Dongcheng walked in with a smile, pulled out a chair next to her and sat down. "I knew you had returned to China, so I recommended you to Editor-in-Chief Yang."
Wen Liang smiled and said, "Then I really have to thank Brother Dongcheng. I was just saying, I'm just a newbie, why would Editor-in-Chief Yang come to me? It turns out it's all thanks to you, Brother Dongcheng."
The model shivered beside her.
The two of them had a pleasant conversation just now, and she thought Wen Liang was a young and capable photographer.
Now I hear that he is a relative!
I hope the photos I took are not a disaster!
"Ms. Wen, you're being modest. This isn't a garbage collection station. I'll take any recommendations from anyone," Editor-in-Chief Yang said with a smile. "I've seen your work and think you're capable, so I contacted you."
The model heaved a sigh of relief upon hearing this.
"I see. Then I would like to thank Editor-in-Chief Yang for his appreciation and for giving me this opportunity. I will definitely live up to your trust."
"Then I'll wait and see what Miss Wen comes up with."
"You were doing fine in Philadelphia, why did you come back?" Huo Dongcheng leaned back lazily, one elbow resting on the back of the chair.
Wen Liang smiled and said, "Since you know I'm back, how could you not know why?"
After Fu Zheng won the game, he went to Philadelphia to find her. Since Huo Dongcheng was from the Bai family, how could he not know?
Huo Dongcheng pursed his lips and asked, "Have you reconciled with him?"
It was only later that he realized that Fu Zheng's breakup with Wen Liang was just a play put on before Fu Zheng declared war on the Bai family.
After the scene ended, he immediately went to Wen Liang to make peace.
"I guess so."
Huo Dongcheng glanced at Editor-in-Chief Yang and the model. "Now that you're back, why don't you contact me and treat me to a meal? If I don't come to see you when you come to Beijing this time, have you forgotten about me?"
"...How could that be? I just arrived today and planned to contact you after I finish work." Wen Liang didn't even believe what he said.
Editor-in-Chief Yang glanced at the two of them, a hint of deep thought flashing in his eyes, and he could see that the two had a close relationship.
When the food was served, Wen Liang saw the waiter had brought two bottles of wine and called out to the waiter, "Give me a bottle of juice."
After the waiter responded and left, Wen Liang smiled at Huo Dongcheng and Editor-in-Chief Yang, "I've been having stomach discomfort lately, so I can't drink alcohol. I'm having juice instead."
"Health is important." Editor-in-Chief Yang smiled.
The meal was quite pleasant, but halfway through, Editor-in-Chief Yang received a call saying that he had something important to attend to and had to leave first.
A few minutes after Editor-in-Chief Yang left, the model also asked to leave.
Only Wen Liang and Huo Dongcheng were left in the box.
Huo Dongcheng had just had a few drinks with Editor-in-Chief Yang. He looked a little tipsy, his eyes were blurry, and his face was slightly flushed.
Wen Liang said, "Brother Dongcheng, shall we go back too?"
As she said that, she went to get the bag from the table.
Suddenly, Huo Dongcheng grabbed her wrist.
His hands were hot and rough, with bulging veins on the back of his hands, forming a sharp contrast with her fair and delicate skin.
Wen Liang pulled hard but couldn't pull it out, so he held it tighter.
Wen Liang felt uneasy and glanced at him, "Brother Dongcheng..."
Huo Dongcheng let go of her hand, leaned back in his chair and looked at her. He asked under the influence of alcohol, "Do you hate me now?"
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