Ding Ning lowered her eyes without any reaction. Mo Fei glanced at her. When Qian Yikun opened the car door for her, she turned around and got into the car.
“I’ll come back to pick you up. You –“Qian Yikun said as he glanced at Ding Ning who was looking down at the ultrasound paper in her hand. “Take care of yourself.”
Qian Yikun gritted his teeth and said these words. After all, he really didn’t expect Mo Fei to take care of Ding Ning.
Therefore, Qian Yikun felt that Yu Jiangqing’s decision was actually very bold.
Mo Fei couldn’t be bothered with him. She waved at Qian Yikun perfunctorily, indicating that he could leave.
Yu Jiangqing started the car, and Qian Yikun watched as the car left. He hoped that his wife wouldn’t get into trouble.
Yu Jiangqing brought them back to the army. Mo Fei waved her hand and told Yu Jiangqing to get back to work.
Yu Jiangqing:”…”
He suddenly felt that it was a little unreliable.
After Ding Ning came back, she went back to her bedroom to rest.
Mo Fei reached out and pressed her hand on Yu Jiangqing’s shoulder. “Sigh, has she always been like this?”
Yu Jiangqing placed his keys on the table by the door. “Yes, she’s not here. She doesn’t speak.”
Mo Fei reached out to touch her chin and patted Yu Jiangqing’s shoulder again. “Alright, go ahead. Leave it to me.”
“My wife isn’t feeling well. Don’t scare her,”Yu Jiangqing reminded her seriously.
Mo Fei rolled her eyes. Did she really think that Ding Ning was a doll?
After chasing Yu Jiangqing away, Mo Fei took a look at the bedroom and walked in with her hands on her waist.
This time, Ding Ning did not lie down. Instead, she held the piece of paper in her hand and looked at it. It was so small that she did not know what she was looking at.
Mo Fei went over and pointed at a place on the paper where the shape of the child could be seen clearly, “Look, your child is bigger than mine when it was three and a half months old. My child is so lazy that he can’t even grow a head.”
Mo Fei’s words made Ding Ning move. Her gaze unconsciously fell on Mo Fei’s stomach. Mo Fei’s baby was more than five months old, but it was not much bigger than her stomach at the moment.
Ding Ning moved her hand, but she did not raise it.
Mo Fei reached out and grabbed her wrist. Ding Ning’s hand trembled, but in the next second, Mo Fei pressed it down on her stomach.
Ding Ning:”…”
“My Girl isn’t very tall, but she’s very happy. Try It,”Mo Fei said. She could feel the little guy in her stomach kicking her again.
Ding Ning could feel the small force under her palm kicking her just like that.
She was shocked, but also curious.
“In another half a month, the one in your stomach will be able to kick you too,”Mo Fei said with a smile and let go of her hand.
Ding Ning slowly placed her hand on her lower abdomen. She couldn’t feel it yet, but there was a baby inside.
Mo Fei straightened her back and looked around. Their house was frighteningly simple. There was a bed, a wardrobe, and a desk filled with military books. There was nothing else.
She had always thought that her life with Qian Yikun was rough, but she didn’t expect that their life was even more rough. She swore that she would never mention her jailer ever again.
“Oh right, Yu Jiangqing told me that you like this one of mine?”Mo Fei said as she shook her wrist. The rope on her wrist was always worn. This was her weapon, something to protect her life.
Ding Ning’s gaze fell on Mo Fei’s wrist. She was autistic, but she did not have amnesia, so she knew what exactly was on her wrist.
