Chapter 152 Lin Yiluo thinks she's pregnant
After hearing this, Zhao Ming immediately went to prepare tea. He hesitated for a moment about what kind of tea to brew. Green tea was not a good choice; the young master would definitely be angry if he found out, and might even think that he was hinting at something.
Or maybe we should just brew some black tea; it'll sound festive and auspicious.
The teacup had just been placed on the corner of the table when Mo Ziyuan finally raised his eyes, his eyebrows slightly raised, his gaze filled with a hint of doubt.
"What's this."
"Young Master, this is the tea I just brewed for you. Please have a taste." Zhao Ming held out the teacup.
Mo Ziyuan, being very obliging, took a bite.
Why make tea?
Zhao Ming's heart skipped a beat—he couldn't very well say, "You didn't get to drink the lady's cup, so I rushed to give you a cup," could he? His mind raced, and he came up with an excuse: "I... I bought some tea yesterday and brought some with me today, thinking I'd let you try it."
Mo Ziyuan didn't ask any more questions. He simply picked up his teacup and took a sip. Then he looked up and said seriously, "Don't buy any next time. When you get back to the villa after get off work tonight, go ask Aunt Zhang for some and have her pick out some good ones for you."
Zhao Ming really didn't expect that he had just bought the tea casually. He hadn't thought much about it at all; he just wanted the young master to have some tea. Who knew the young master would be so picky?
"Yes, thank you, young master."
Although he didn't know if the young master was happy, he was quite happy. The tea from the young master's house was not something he could afford, but he never expected that he would be able to drink it this time.
Finally, it was time to leave work. Mo Ziyuan put down his pen, got up, and walked straight to the French windows to look at the scenery outside, waiting for Zhao Ming to call him.
Zhao Ming was still busy at the time and had completely forgotten about leaving get off work. It was a passing employee who told him.
"Assistant Zhao is still busy. Everyone else has already gone home."
He then looked up at his watch and realized it had been more than ten minutes since he had left work.
"Okay, I understand." He quickened his pace and walked into the office. The young master must have been waiting for him to call him to leave work.
Sure enough, as soon as I arrived at the door, I saw the man standing in front of the glass window.
Mo Ziyuan's ears perked up. It must be Assistant Zhao. The footsteps sounded quite like him. If he's coming, it must be him.
"Young Master, it's time to leave work. Are you leaving now?" Zhao Ming asked softly from the doorway.
The man turned around, feigning indifference.
"It's already time to leave work? Okay, let's go!"
"Okay." Zhao Ming quickly stepped forward and skillfully picked up the suit jacket draped over the back of the chair for him.
Upon arriving home, Mo Ziyuan rushed upstairs without stopping. As soon as he entered the room, he saw Lin Yiluo's appearance, and he paused in his steps.
Lin Yiluo's face and sleeves were smudged with paint, and she was still holding a paintbrush she had forgotten to put down, making her look just like a little kitten.
"How did it get like this?"
Lin Yiluo looked up and saw Mo Ziyuan walking towards her.
The man cupped her face and wiped the paint off her skin.
"Why are you back so early today?"
Mo Ziyuan suddenly stopped what he was doing, and looked down into her eyes.
"Don't you like me coming home early?"
"No, it's just that Brother Ziyuan came back early, and it's definitely not because of me."
Why do you say that?
"snort!"
"Tell your brother, and he'll comfort you."
"Don't you like me anymore?"
Lin Yiluo's nose was red, and the area around her eyes was also red. As she spoke, tears fell down her face, and she immediately wiped the tears off her face with the back of her hand.
"Why do you say that?"
You didn't kiss me at all today.
Mo Ziyuan looked at Lin Yiluo, who was sobbing uncontrollably, sighed, and took her little hand, which was covered in paint, and led her to the bathroom. He then looked at the little girl in the mirror and said to her.
"Do you want your brother's mouth covered in paint?"
Lin Yilu stared wide-eyed.
I don't know when, but the paint on her face was smudged by her tears, and she rubbed and smeared it all over her face.
The little girl quickly grabbed a wet wipe and, with a very self-conscious air, turned her back to him to wipe her face.
Why didn't you tell me?
The man started to laugh.
"I've been looking at it for so long, what's the point of erasing it now?"
"It's different; I need to pay attention to my appearance."
Mo Ziyuan grabbed the girl's arm and pulled her down.
"Okay, let me wipe your face and give you a good wash."
After washing her face, the young girl was carried by the man and sat on the sofa.
"I'm not in a good mood today, what's wrong?"
Mo Ziyuan was just like that; he was very perceptive and immediately noticed Lin Yiluo's various emotions, whether happy or unhappy.
Lin Yilu lowered her head, looking somewhat shy.
"I don't know what's wrong, I'm just a little unhappy."
The man seemed to understand, and he placed his large hand on the girl's stomach.
"Does your stomach feel uncomfortable?"
Lin Yilu looked at him in surprise at first, and then touched her belly herself, which felt a little bulging.
"I don't feel unwell."
"That's good. Don't eat cold food, don't do strenuous exercise, and get plenty of rest."
The little girl's mind started to wander.
She felt like her period was about to start, but it hadn't come yet. Why hadn't it come? It should have come a long time ago. She touched her stomach again and found it was noticeably swollen. Could she be pregnant?
She doesn't really want a baby. She's still young; what would she do if she got pregnant?
Lin Yiluo looked up at Mo Ziyuan, staring at him repeatedly, secretly cursing him in her heart. It was all Ziyuan's fault; she was pregnant because of him. Lin Yiluo knew that Mo Ziyuan had told her long ago that not wearing gloves would greatly increase the chances of getting pregnant, but Ziyuan almost never wore them.
"Brother Ziyuan, it's time for dinner. Shall we go eat dinner?"
"Hungry? Your food should have arrived by now, let's go."
"Uh-huh."
Now that she's pregnant, she should eat on time and eat more, for the baby's sake.
At dinner, Mo Ziyuan immediately noticed that Lin Yiluo had an unusually good appetite and ate much more than usual.
"If you're full, don't eat anymore," he reminded her.
Lin Yiluo nodded obediently, reached out and took the soup from Aunt Zhang, and took a big gulp. She wondered why she had never noticed how delicious the soup was before. It must be because she was pregnant that her appetite had changed.
"Another half bowl, please."
Aunt Zhang was quite surprised. In the past, Lin Yiluo would only drink half a bowl of soup, but today she not only finished the whole bowl, but also asked for more.
She was afraid Lin Yiluo would overeat, so she gently advised her.
"Miss, are you still not full? If you are full but would like to drink, I can save some for you later."
After thinking it over, Lin Yiluo nodded. It would be fine to drink it later, and she could drink more then.
An hour later, Lin Yiluo ran downstairs. It was time for her to feed the baby in her belly.
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