The weather was bad, with light rain falling intermittently and the temperature was low.
Mingdai's coat was still on the back seat of Mo Tingchuan's car; she was only wearing a rather unwarm early spring dress.
She called Mo Tingchuan.
Mo Tingchuan accepted the call.
"You go home by yourself today, I really have something to do."
He sounded very anxious.
Mingdai was furious. "You promised my parents you'd go back today, and you chose that time yourself!"
"Can't you understand what I'm saying?"
"What's the matter? Is it about finding out about the mistress?"
"Weiwei has a stomachache, Mingdai, be kind."
Mo Tingchuan hung up the phone.
Mingdai was speechless.
What did that beast just say?
He made his mistress kind because she had a stomachache?
Fuck it!
It wasn't her who caused Qin Weiwei's stomachache.
Mingdai was so angry that her vision blurred, and she almost fell into the green belt.
Her poor, weak body.
She cannot get angry; she must live a long, long life.
"Inhale..."
"Exhale..."
After doing this several times, my emotions gradually calmed down.
She couldn't leave home. Although her parents would definitely be disappointed, they would probably still be happy to see her.
I watched as Mingdai hailed a taxi and left.
He Yaonian slowly rolled up the half-open window of the Bentley.
He didn't understand what kind of morbid obsession Mingdai had with Mo Tingchuan. She had been ruthlessly drained by this man for three years. Her parents and she herself had given selflessly and without reservation, yet they received no respect or pity in return.
Is this love?
Mingdai spent the day at home with her parents, hoping that Mo Tingchuan would have time to visit the Ming family after he finished his work.
But when Mingdai received a photo of Mo Tingchuan sleeping with his upper body naked and eyes closed from an unknown number that evening, she turned her phone face down and stopped having any expectations.
Monday morning.
"Don't bother him if he's busy. Businesses are getting bigger and bigger, and it's not easy for anyone. Please be understanding."
Although Ming's mother was disappointed, she was very understanding.
Mingdai felt terrible, blaming herself for misjudging people.
"Alright, as long as he treats our Dai Dai well, he'll have time next weekend if he's not available this weekend, or the week after next, as long as the young couple has a harmonious relationship."
Ming's father smiled and patted Ming Dai's head.
"Take your medicine on time. If you run out, tell Dad. You absolutely cannot stop taking it."
Ming's mother also advised, "Try to decline those social engagements as much as possible. Tingchuan doesn't really need you to work hard for him anymore. You need to take good care of your health. When the time is right, see if you can have a child."
"Take it slow, don't put pressure on your daughter."
"I just mentioned it casually."
Mingdai dared not look into her parents' expectant eyes, her heart filled with sorrow and nowhere to turn. How heartbroken and sad her parents would be if they knew that her marriage had fallen apart.
The Mo family villa.
"Tingchuan, you can't lie to me. I will obediently give birth to this child and will also obediently hand the child over to Mingdai to raise. But you must come to see me often. You can't abandon me."
When Qin Weiwei saw Mo Tingchuan off to work, she couldn't help but throw herself into his arms.
"I don't aspire to be your wife. I know you have your own hardships, but I'm just afraid you won't want me."
Mo Tingchuan thoroughly enjoyed their night together, as Qin Weiwei displayed a variety of creative ideas and frequently surprised him.
With his desires satisfied and Qin Weiwei being so understanding, Mo Tingchuan, who always felt inferior to Ming Dai, was now riding high.
"How could I not want you? Not divorcing Mingdai is just a temporary measure. We're not even sure if she'll raise the child."
Mo Tingchuan affectionately stroked Qin Weiwei's smooth chin.
"Don't worry too much, just stay here and rest. I'll come over when I have time."
Qin Weiwei nodded sweetly, reluctant to part, "Then you should go."
Mo Tingchuan swallowed hard, then hugged her and kissed her passionately for a while.
Once Mo Tingchuan had completely left, Qin Weiwei's tender expression vanished.
There was no response from Mingdai to the photos sent out last night.
However, she believed that Mingdai would definitely be very vulnerable.
As long as Mingdai has an emotional breakdown and keeps arguing with Mo Tingchuan, Mo Tingchuan won't tolerate her for long.
Back at the manor, Mingdai, taking advantage of the absence of the He family, quickly went to the kitchen to prepare medicine.
The doctor prescribed some traditional Chinese medicine for her to try.
She was born prematurely and her condition was not good in the womb. If it weren't for her parents' all-out efforts to save her, she wouldn't be alive today.
It's just that she was blind to his true nature and insisted on marrying Mo Tingchuan; otherwise, she would be happily by her parents' side right now, carefree and without a worry in the world.
The He family usually doesn't come back for lunch, so the kitchen isn't used much; the housekeeper and servants have their own dedicated kitchen.
After decocting the medicine, Mingdai placed it in a safe spot to cool. She also greeted the maid who came in to help her, saying that she would drink it when she came downstairs later.
When Mo Qingying returned to get the documents, she went into the kitchen to get some water and saw the bowl of steaming Chinese medicine. She knew without a doubt that it was for Mingdai.
With no one around, she thought of how Mingdai had pretended to splash her mother's face with liquor a couple of days ago, and how the He family had laughed at them for their family of three.
Mo Qingying rummaged through the cabinet and took out some cooking liquor, quickly dripping a few drops into Mingdai's medicine bowl.
Seeing the Shaoxing wine, I also added a little bit.
After finishing these tasks, they quietly left the scene.
Mingdai didn't notice anything wrong when she went downstairs to drink her medicine.
This was the first time she had taken this Chinese medicine, and she thought it would taste like this.
One large bowl of medicine is to be drunk in two meals.
After drinking at noon, she only felt a little heavy-headed, but she didn't pay much attention to it, as it was common for her to feel unwell.
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