Chapter 20

The result of the pregnancy test comes out earlier than the other two.

There is indeed a little life in my belly, and it's less than a month old.

Chen Yuning held the pregnancy test report in her left hand and gently touched her lower abdomen through her clothes with her right hand. She felt a myriad of thoughts in her mind and couldn't tell whether her happiness was greater than her regret, or her anger was greater than her joy.

The doctor opposite me said at this time: "You are already an advanced-age pregnant woman at this age. The risk of childbirth is much greater than the first time. And you are not in good health to begin with. As a friend, I do not recommend that you have a second child at this time."

"I know my own body well." Chen Yuning put down the pregnancy test form with a tired expression on her face. "But it's too late to say this now. I must have this child."

The two had known each other for many years, and the doctor knew her personality. Seeing this, he did not persuade her any further, but only said, "The results of the HIV and HPV tests will be out in three days. As for the pregnancy test," she paused and said, "You know the process. Let me know before you come. I will accompany you as long as I am free."

Chen Yuning raised the corners of his lips slightly, and in the blink of an eye, his expression returned to its previous calmness, with only a hint of gentleness in his eyes.

"Thank you."

Chen Yuning left the hospital alone, just as she came.

No, maybe it can't be said to be a person. Chen Yuning touched her belly. At least she still had this child. In Song Zhiyi's "prophecy", there was no child who was successfully born and grew up. But this time, she would definitely change this result.

It was already dark, the street lights stretched the shadows into long and thin ones, someone ran past quickly behind him, crushing the shadows and bringing a cool breeze. Chen Yuning rubbed his bare arms. After all, it was the beginning of autumn, and the temperature at night was much lower than that during the day.

She looked around to determine her location, then went to the drugstore and bought some medicine according to the prescription provided by her doctor friend.

The car was still parked at the filming location of the show. She was in a restless mood when she left, so she didn't let anyone follow her and didn't drive herself. Now she could only take a taxi. She hesitated when giving the address and said a place she didn't often go to.

As for Jiang Yuanliang who is still living in her house... within a week at most, she will let him live the life he deserves.

It was already 8pm when she returned. Chen Yuning turned on the light while carrying the fast food she bought from the convenience store. Fortunately, although she didn't live here all the time, everything was still quite complete. The housekeeper must have just cleaned the place, and there was no stuffy smell in the air.

Chen Yuning kicked off her leather shoes and went straight into the study, turning on her cell phone which had been turned off long ago.

There were eleven missed calls, and she knew who they were from without even thinking. She went into her address book and blocked the number marked as Yuan Liang, then opened WeChat and saw three or five inquiries, not surprisingly.

After deleting the chat box and blocking Jiang Yuanliang’s WeChat, Chen Yuning turned on the computer and logged into his account.

After being married for so many years, Jiang Yuanliang was not completely uninvolved in business matters. Why didn't I realize before that he was so good at disguising himself?

Chen Yuning clicked his tongue, reached out to take out his glasses from his bag and put them on, clicking the mouse continuously to screen again the subordinates he could trust.

If he thought about it seriously, his own people might have been planted under her. Otherwise, even the matter of Yu Lanmiao could not have been hidden from him.

By the way, Yu Lanmiao, I almost forgot about this person.

Buzz——

The phone vibrated again. Chen Yuning tilted her head casually. The expression on her face froze at first, and then quickly softened, as if a brave warrior had finally taken off her armor.

There were only a few short words on the message pop-up window next to me.

[Sister: I’m here]

*

The next day, Song Zhiyi was awakened by her biological clock. She squinted her eyes and picked up her mobile phone, but there was no new message.

In addition to the photos of mountain scenery and various insects posted in the group by my parents who finally came out of the deep mountains and forests.

Song Zhiyi sat up with legs crossed, casually tossed her messy hair, and sent an exclamation emoticon in the group with an expressionless face. Then she opened another chat box with the note [Chen Yuning—Huaxing].

At the top was the default friend-adding greeting message, and below that were the headline-grabbing party articles she had searched for overnight, such as [Shocked, experts say women have liver and kidney problems], [Old Chinese medicine doctors say if you have these symptoms, you should go to the hospital as soon as possible], and above that, she posted a statement that was more revealing than it was obvious:

[Sorry Sister Chen, this was sent to me by my mom. I wanted to forward it to my friends to complain, but I accidentally clicked the wrong button and it’s too late to retract it [crying]]

As she watched, Song Zhiyi couldn't help but curl her toes.

Help, this is so embarrassing.

It is said that people should not spend money at night because they are easily drunk, but no one told her that she should not make decisions at night! What was she thinking last night? She thought this was a great plan. Let’s not talk about whether Chen Yuning would click on these articles, whether she would really go to the hospital for a check-up after reading them, and whether she could find out that she was pregnant after the check-up. Just saying that her behavior was stupid enough.

It would be better to do as Xiaoyu said, saying that he can read people's faces and pulses, and then package the information and tell Chen Yuning directly.

Song Zhiyi frowned, curled up her toes and pressed the screen for a long time to delete all the messages. She destroyed the Cyber ​​Agency's death record before going to wash up.

After changing into sportswear for going out for exercise, it was exactly seven o'clock. Song Zhiyi pushed the door open and walked to the next room and knocked.

Originally, the rooms for artists and staff were not together, but at Song Zhiyu's insistence, they were given adjacent rooms, of course on the staff's side.

"Give me another five minutes," Song Zhiyu opened the door and revealed his head. He seemed to be washing his face. His hair was a little wet and he yawned with his eyes half closed. "I will definitely finish it in five minutes!"

Four minutes and fifty-six seconds later, Song Zhiyi stopped the timer on her phone the moment the door in front of her opened.

Song Zhiyu took advantage of his height to see her phone screen at a glance. He closed the door and whispered, "Sister! I won't let you do this. You still treat it as a child practicing martial arts. If you play for one minute, you have to do horse stance for half an hour."

"Keep your voice down, don't disturb others." Song Zhiyi put his phone into his sports pants pocket and turned to walk towards the main entrance of the B&B. "Haven't you practiced morning exercises for a long time? Did the sun rise from the west this time?"

"I don't do morning exercises because I'm busy with work, not because I wanted to." Song Zhiyu followed closely behind, looking down at his phone and typing.

"What time do we start shooting this morning?" Song Zhiyi stood in front of the B&B and stretched his arms, then continued walking towards the exercise spot he had chosen yesterday.

"We'll be ready to shoot at 8:30, and will officially start shooting at around 9~ah!" The tail tone rises rapidly, turning into a scream that breaks the silence of the early morning air.

Song Zhiyi looked back, her pupils shrank, and she ran two quick steps, at the same time reaching out to try to at least save her brother's face, which was used for eating. However, a hand that stretched out from the side was faster than hers and grabbed the hem of Song Zhiyu's clothes tightly, narrowly stopping him thirty centimeters from the ground.

Anyway, his face was saved. Song Zhiyi and he helped his grinning brother up, thanked him, then squatted down and pinched Song Zhiyu's ankle, saying a little angrily: "You are so old and you are still playing with your phone when you go downstairs. Now you are fine, you must have sprained your ankle."

"This is an accident! An accident!" Song Zhiyi half-hung on Qi Nanfeng, and stubbornly retorted, "It's my shoes that don't fit my feet, and the stairs in the mountains are too wet, there's dew all over them."

Song Zhiyi reached out her hand and wiped it on the steps, then used her brother's pants to dry her hands, saying, "It's a little slippery, but the most important thing is that you're not playing with your phone while walking."

"I……"

"I should be blamed for this," Qi Nanfeng looked over, blushing, "He was checking his phone to reply to my message. Ultimately, it was my fault."

Song Zhiyi was silent for a moment, but didn't say anything more. Instead, he and Qi Nanfeng helped Song Zhiyu back. Naturally, their morning exercises were completely wasted.

After returning to the room, Qi Nanfeng went to ask the staff for medicine, while Song Zhiyi took out two ice packs from the freezer in the kitchen of the B&B, wrapped them in clean clothes and handed them to Song Zhiyu, asking, "Are you familiar with Qi Nanfeng?"

It seemed to be the same during the filming; he played with Qi Nanfeng more often than with his teammates.

"It's not that bad. We've only known each other for a short time." Song Zhiyu took the ice pack and put it on his feet. He shivered from the cold. "I think I forgot to tell you that Nanfeng is the owner of the ball."

Song Zhiyi thought of the lion cat that was raised to be strong and white, always clinging to people whether there was food or not, and whose voice was particularly cute, and he raised his eyebrows in surprise: "It doesn't look like it."

Isn't it said that people are like their cats? Qi Nanfeng looked much more reserved.

"What's like? Like what?" Song Zhiyu was putting ice packs on his feet twice a second when he interrupted.

"Nothing, I just said you look like a fool." Song Zhiyi lowered his eyes and bent down, quickly and accurately grabbed Song Zhiyu's arm and pressed it down with an ice pack.

“Ouch!!!”

…

Just as Song Zhiyu said, we prepared for the shoot at 8:30 and started the shoot officially at 9:00.

Compared with yesterday, two people in the camera have quietly changed this time, and among the people who have not changed, there is one more person using a crutch. This is of course Song Zhiyu, he is lucky, he just sprained his ankle, no injuries, as long as he does not do any exercise that requires the use of his feet.

As for the two people who were replaced, they were Li Jinshan and Yu Lanmiao. She was not too surprised about the former. After all, Guan Juan's attitude yesterday made people think that she was apologizing to Chen Yuning, while those who didn't know thought that she wanted to fight. It was normal for Li Jinshan to be implicated.

Ding Dong——

The phone rang. It was a message from Chen Yuning. She didn't seem to know how to reply, and finally just sent a cat emoticon.

Song Zhiyi curled the corners of his mouth and opened the character card book, intending to take a look at the information of the two new artists.

"Sorry to bother you." A gentle-looking, pale-skinned man came over with a warm smile on his face. "Is Yu Ning here? She didn't reply to my messages yesterday. I was a little worried."

A group of staff members looked at each other, and finally forced one person to face the boss's husband.

"Haha, no, no," the man laughed awkwardly, avoiding her eyes. At the same time, he subconsciously glanced in Song Zhiyi's direction, secretly praying that she would not say anything nonsense now. "Boss Chen left yesterday afternoon. Maybe he was busy with work at the company?"

"Is it over there?" Jiang Yuanliang looked suspicious and walked towards the direction he was secretly looking at. "Xiaoyu?"

Song Zhiyi also turned her head at this time, and met Jiang Yuanliang's gaze. After eating all the gossip about him yesterday, she certainly would not fail to recognize him, but...

[What is Jiang Yuanliang doing here? Is he looking for his lover in public? ]