The Substitute Wife of the Fickle President

"Yujia, how are you feeling, Yujia, are you feeling better, you—" The flustered Mo Feng hurried to Zhang Yujia's ward, at this time Zhang Yujia was awake, her beautiful eyes were staring at Look at the door. . .Just when she thought about why no one came to accompany her, Mo Feng barged in.

Seeing his nervous expression, Zhang Yujia curled her lips and turned her head away. . "How could it be you? I thought you would never see me again, but I didn't expect—" Zhang Yujia suddenly paused and closed his mouth.

Hearing this, Mo Feng lay down nervously in front of the hospital bed, his dark eyes staring at her nervously.

Hehe, is he nervous about her? ? ?

Zhang Yujia paused and frowned, but the thought just flashed through his mind.

She clenched her fingers tightly, feeling powerless all over her body.

"Hehe, don't be too sentimental. What do you want to say, just leave after you finish. I'm pregnant, and my body is weak, so I don't want to be too tired..." Zhang Yujia choked up, and turned to look at Mo Feng. road. .

Mo Feng felt that those words were like a bolt from the blue.

Seeing him there foolishly, Zhang Yujia suddenly felt a little bit reluctant and distressed.But, still facing him blankly. . .

"It turns out that I'm the stupidest one, I'm so stupid... I didn't even think that you and I are just playing on the occasion... But, even if it's really like that, it will be-- well, count it I don't have anything to say, just rest. I won't stay with you to upset you."

Mo Feng took a deep breath, his heart was like a smashed five-flavored bottle, all kinds of bitter pain came suddenly.

He walked to the door, closed it, and turned his back to the door.

He closed his eyes tightly, and opened them again, tears streaming down his face. . .

Zhang Yujia's heart was touched slightly, and he looked dully through the door and window, Mo Feng had been standing there, as if he was sobbing.

He would be sad, but——

Zhang Yujia's heart ached, his lips moved slightly, and when he was about to speak, he left suddenly.

Seeing him leave, her heart became even more uncertain.

"Why, why? You still love me, right? Fool—" Zhang Yujia sobbed, and big teardrops fell down, piercing her skin like a knife.

"boom--"

Suddenly the door opened again.

Zhang Yujia thought it was Mo Feng, and hurriedly wiped the teardrops from the corners of his eyes. . .

"You cried... Alas, it's not worth it for that kind of man. He's not here. I told him just now that he came here to accompany you. The person who accompanied you before fainted. Thinking about it, he didn't even come to see you, I've never seen such a man—"

Zhang Yujia raised her eyes and looked over with a hint of joy.

Unexpectedly, it was the nurse who came in.

She looked at Zhang Yujia and sighed with a distressed expression. .

"I didn't cry, really, I was just too excited. Don't talk about him like that, he actually has his own difficulties." Zhang Yujia looked at the nurse who came over, and said gently.

Hearing this, the nurse raised her head in surprise.

Seeing Zhang Yujia's melancholy eyes, he shook his head helplessly. .

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