Just a few days ago, she found out that she was more than three months pregnant and hadn't told anyone yet.
Perhaps subconsciously, she was hesitating whether to give birth to this child.
An Meng smiled but said nothing.
[How else could they know this? The melon-eating system.]
Combined with what happened to Wang Jiadong this morning, Zhao You felt that An Meng was more and more unfathomable.
——On this matter, her opinions were completely diametrically opposed to Qian Feng’s.
Qian Feng thinks An Meng is just playing tricks, but Zhao You, with a woman's sharp and unique intuition, believes that An Meng is indeed reliable.
"Yeah, that's right," Zhao You subconsciously reached out and stroked her still flat belly, "You know a lot."
An Meng continued to maintain her enigmatic smile.
"But..." Zhao You suddenly remembered something and said hesitantly, "I don't know his computer password."
She looked at An Meng with eyes full of anticipation: "Do you know?"
"Well," An Meng quickly flipped through the "Chigua System" in her mind and gave Zhao You a standard answer: "Qian Feng's computer password is his name abbreviation plus."
Zhao You opened the memo on his phone and wrote down the password. He said sincerely, "Thank you."
An Meng waved her hand disapprovingly, turned around, and walked towards Xie Yun who was waiting a few meters away.
The sun was very strong at noon, so Xie Yun was standing in the shade of a tree. The sunlight shone through the gaps between the dense green leaves, casting sparse golden spots on his body.
"Is it solved?" Xie Yun asked.
"Yeah," An Meng smiled subconsciously: "Let's go, get in the car, it's so hot outside."
[Who would have thought that Qian Feng, who looked like a normal person on the surface, was actually refining copper in secret!]
[It's so perverted, it gives me goosebumps just thinking about it.]
[I hope Zhao You's progress goes smoothly.]
Xie Yun's eyes paused, and he finally understood why An Meng reacted that way at the Qian family just now.
If it is true, it is truly despicable.
It is normal and legal for people to have some little hobbies in life as long as they do not harm the interests of others.
Obviously, Qian Feng's hobby is not of this type.
Compared to Qian Feng's perverted hobbies, Wang Guodong is different. He met a pervert.
In the midst of anxiousness and suspicion, Wang Guodong struggled until the evening.
One afternoon, the Qian family was eerily quiet, as if nothing that happened in the morning had happened and no one had come to see him.
It’s evening now. I wonder what Xiaozhi is doing now?
Wang Guodong is already this age, and his daughter is in her twenties, but his obsession with Xiaozhi is like an old house on fire, and he can't extricate himself.
In the unbearable longing, Wang Guodong finally sneaked downstairs and left Qian's house, holding his mobile phone and wallet.
In addition to longing, suspicion and curiosity also tormented him all afternoon.
What happened to the broken bathroom in Xiaozhi's apartment?
What mysterious things is Xiaozhi doing?
An Meng's description made sense, but it was completely different from the Xiaozhi he knew!
Wang Guodong's curiosity was completely aroused.
Curiosity kills the cat, so it is not ruled out that Wang Guodong is now on the road to death and will never come back.
On the same day, Wang Guodong stepped into Xiaozhi's apartment for the second time.
This time Xiaozhi opened the door very quickly.
She looked like she had just taken a shower, her body still emitting a warm and pleasant fragrance, and her long hair was slightly wet.
"Why are you here again?"
Wang Guodong scratched his head and thought of a reason: "I want to come and see you."
Xiaozhi slowly smiled, let him into the house, and closed the door behind her.
Her hand seemed to linger on the door lock for a moment, and it made a clicking sound.
Wang Guodong didn't pay much attention. As soon as he entered the door, most of his attention was attracted by the broken bathroom.
The door that was closed in the morning was now open. Through the half-open door, it seemed that everything was normal inside.
It looks like an ordinary bathroom.
Xiaozhi asked softly, "What are you looking at?"
Wang Guodong pointed to the bathroom. Xiaozhi looked over there and seemed to remember something happy, with a smile on her lips.
"Is the bathroom repaired?" Wang Guodong asked, trying to make his voice sound as natural as possible.
"Okay, the repairman is very skillful."
"Oh, oh." Wang Guodong said embarrassedly, walked to the sofa and sat down, and suddenly noticed that Xiaozhi had changed into a new black suspender nightgown, which made her skin look extremely white.
In the past, he would have been excited.
But at this time, for some reason, Wang Guodong was not very interested and casually praised: "It seems that I rarely see you wearing black, and it looks good."
Xiaozhi walked over and sat next to him, laughing softly: "Because black is dirt-resistant."
Yes, black is indeed stain-resistant, Wang Guodong nodded in agreement subconsciously.
In a flash, his usually dull cerebral cortex suddenly stabbed.
That’s not right. Xiaozhi is just staying at home, why does she need to endure any dirt?
Wang Guodong had a hunch that something was wrong, but Xiaozhi's actions left him no time to think - she curled a strand of long hair between her fingers and used the soft end of her hair to scratch his ear.
Wang Guodong's heart fluttered, and he grabbed Xiaozhi's wrist and teased her, "You are so bad."
Xiaozhi didn't struggle, but responded with a wicked smile: "Are you as bad as me?"
With just three words, Wang Guodong was almost driven insane.
While feeling tipsy, An Meng's words suddenly rang in his mind: "If you want to save your life, then turn back now. It's not too late."
Wang Guodong's heart suddenly tightened, and a creeping chill crawled up his spine to his scalp.
The deep cold suspicion did not enter his mind, and Xiao Zhirou's smiling face did not seem right to Wang Guodong.
"Ahem," he suddenly let go of Xiaozhi's wrist, "Baby, my stomach hurts, and I suddenly need to go to the bathroom. I really can't hold it anymore."
The smile on Xiaozhi's face faded a little, although it wasn't much.
She scolded coldly: "A lazy donkey will pee more when it goes to the millstone!"
Wang Guodong smiled shyly and walked timidly to the bathroom which he had not been able to go to in the morning.
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