“I’d better contact my mother’s driver first. He is usually close to my mother, so he should know who is more reliable.” Shui Lingyu said, and was about to stand up and make a phone call.
But Li Ran suddenly grabbed it.
Shui Lingyu looked at her in surprise: “What’s wrong?”
“It’s only half a month. Do you think that the only thing you have to cultivate is that you can’t waste your energy? After drinking the milk, go and rest.” Li Ran took the empty bottle in Shui Lingyu’s hand, and pulled Shui Lingyu up from the sofa without any resistance, and pushed it into the room.
Shui Lingyu lay on the bed, looking at the closed door, feeling helpless and warm.
An Luoxin’s sudden departure lost the warmth of family affection. Perhaps Li Ran made up for the vacancy, and sleeping in An Luoxin’s previous room would not have the gap as big.
A few days later, Tang Junyu appeared in the apartment again. Shui Lingyu took a nap and came out of the room and saw Tang Junyu who was in the living room, which made her stunned.
It can be seen that the last conversation was useless. Instead, because of her childbirth, Tang Junyu frequently visited her.
“Go and eat something.” Tang Junyu said to her.
“Is there anything wrong with me?” Shui Lingyu asked.
“You never asked that before.” Tang Junyu looked at her, not wanting to put pressure on her, and his eyes were very quiet.
“You said too, that’s the past, and none of us can get back.”
“Tang Hehan told me everything, it’s right for you to do this.” Tang Junyu interrupted her, as if he was blurting out his eagerness.