Chapter 1982 Every woman wants to be a mother

"Oh!" Chen Jiahui stopped asking, her eyes fell on the TV, which was broadcasting an advertisement for a hospital that treats infertility.

Her heart trembled, she touched her flat belly, and sighed secretly in her heart, it seemed that she would never have any more children in this life, what a pity.

Chen Jiahui's every move fell into Ye Yiwei's eyes, as if she could feel the pain of losing her baby, she couldn't bear to comfort her: "Auntie, don't be sad, there will be another child."

Chen Jiahui smiled sadly, and shook her head: "No, the doctor said that the chance of my pregnancy in the future is very small."

"The small probability means there is still a chance, so we must have confidence."

Perhaps the biggest wish of a woman in her life is to be a mother. If even this basic wish cannot be realized, no matter how rich the material life is, life will be incomplete and unsatisfactory.

"Well, I hope!"

Chen Jiahui looked at Ye Yiwei and smiled, she was confident, but she didn't put it on the child anymore, she could have it in other aspects as well.

After dinner, Meng Zhanyang drove Ye Yiwei away from his father's villa, and stopped at a street park by the side of the road. He had been thinking about the question Ye Yiwei asked him, and now, he could give her an affirmative answer.

The two sat side by side on the bench, holding Ye Yiwei's hand, his heart was beating very fast, as if it was going to jump out of his chest.

Ye Yiwei was also nervous with him, because his answer made her feel heavy.

Meng Zhanyang stared sideways at Ye Yiwei's pretty side face, took a deep breath, and said solemnly: "Yiwei, I... love you."

It is actually not a difficult thing to express the love in his heart. The most difficult thing is not being able to discover the love in his heart. Looking back on the little things in the past few months, he finally realized that it is love, which has penetrated deep into the ordinary In the bottom of my heart, what I can't get rid of is my attachment to her.

Facing Meng Zhanyang's expectant eyes, Ye Yiwei turned her head away guiltily, she was very surprised, he said he loved her, but she couldn't repay his love, and even immediately wanted to deny the meaning of his love.

Maybe she was wrong from the beginning, she shouldn't have pretended that Ji Yunyi was still dating him, let alone talking about marriage, she was so wrong that she hurt him.

"Yiwei, what about you, do you love me?"

He asked cautiously, he hoped she could love him, even if she didn't love him now, she would love him in the future, he was willing to wait, it didn't matter how long, as long as there was such a day, there was hope of waiting.

"I……"

She couldn't speak, she lowered her head and answered him in silence.

Believe that he understands, she doesn't love him, she just has a good impression, and she likes him lightly.

In his expectation, although he felt uncomfortable, he still smiled: "It doesn't matter if you don't love me, I will wait for you to fall in love with me."

"..."

Those who refuse can’t say it, really can’t say it, the words that have been thought about countless times in their hearts are all stuck in their throats, and they can’t say anything.

After hearing his confession, Ye Yiwei felt even more uncomfortable, she had no face to face him, so go back and text him at night.

Stand up: "Let's go, go back."

"Okay." Seeing Ye Yiwei's hesitation to speak, Meng Zhanyang began to feel uneasy. What she wanted to say couldn't be said in the end, and his heart was still hanging high, unable to fall to the ground.

Back at the residence, Ye Yiwei was exhausted, and the sense of guilt was weighing heavily on her body. Even if she was out of Meng Zhanyang's sight, she couldn't get relief for a moment.

(End of this chapter)

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