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Chapter 534 Not Prepared To Sacrifice For This Child
He touched her shoulder, and because he was afraid of her body, he moved very lightly: "Xiao Mian, I never thought of asking you to sacrifice your career."

Wen Mian's eyes moved, she raised her head to look at him, as if she heard a turning point in his words.

She spoke with a somewhat eager tone: "Lu Zhi, this film and television drama was finalized by me years ago. Now if you say you are pregnant and don't shoot, you have to pay a lot of liquidated damages. Reputation has a great impact. In this way, I promise you, I will finish the filming of this drama and rest at home, okay?"

This is already the biggest concession she can make.

The nerves in Lu Zhi's forehead throbbed violently, and every time he touched it, it hurt.

He reminded himself repeatedly that his little Mian Mian was pregnant, and he should not get angry with her, but the feeling of suffocation in his heart was not calmed down at all.

He twitched the corners of his lips, smiled lightly, and said slightly coldly: "Mianmian, the filming of this movie is over? Do you know how dangerous the early months of pregnancy are? Can you... think about it for the child?"

Wen Mian has always known about Lu Zhi's desire for a family.

But she is not yet ready, ready, ready to sacrifice for this child.

She blinked, feeling soreness in her eye sockets.

But this matter seems to be unreasonable for her.She could only sniff, swallow the grievance in her heart, and said softly: "Lu Zhi, I will shorten the construction period. This is already the biggest concession I can make."

Inside the car, which was as warm as spring, there was an almost oppressive atmosphere surrounding the two of them.Wen Mian looked at the snow pears stained on the car window. When he just came out of the hospital, it hadn't snowed yet, but after only a short while, it started to snow again.

Thinking of this, Wen Mian felt a little dazed.Things in this world are always changing.

She didn't know how to communicate with Lu Zhi. What she just said was already her bottom line.

But she was negotiating with Lu Zhi.

He has countless ways to make her compromise.

Wen Mian thought about it, and finally felt sad involuntarily.

She turned her face slightly to avoid looking at Lu Zhi's silent face.

Just when she thought that Lu Zhi would not agree, she heard him say, "Little Cotton, let me think about it."

In Wen Mian's resigned words of compromise, the tears that had been welling up in her eyes finally slipped down
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When Zheng Weiwei woke up, Lu Xicheng had already gone to Qingcheng.

It was still a very ordinary day, and the sunshine was rare in winter.

Standing in front of the large and bright floor-to-ceiling windows, she felt the warmth comfortably.

Just after a while, there was a knock on the door.

It was the butler's voice: "Madam, here is a letter from you, do you want to read it?"

The door was half-closed, and the voice came through the door very clearly.

In Zheng Qingqing's heart, there was a slight difference.

She pondered for a moment and said, "Okay, bring it in."

The housekeeper opened the door and walked towards Zheng Qingqing.

It was a very flimsy letter, and Zheng Weiwei saw that the sender's information showed that the letter was sent from Jiangnan.

Zheng Qingqing's first reaction was Mother Nan.

And the fact is that it is.

She opened the letter, and there was a nice smell of ink.

This ink is different from the usual ones bought in department stores. It has a very mild fragrance mixed with flowers.

(End of this chapter)