Never deeply in love

"Mrs. Mo, did you want the reporters to strip you of your identity and make the headlines?"

Bai Mingyue was stunned. "No way? Are all the reporters at the hospital?"

Is it that exaggerated? Although Yang Ruoxi and Ruan Qixuan were public figures, they didn't come to this.

Mo-tse snorted coldly and let go of her. "What do you think?"

Bai Mingyue had no choice but to give up the idea of going to the hospital to see Yang Ruoxi. Still worried, she took out her cell phone and called her to ask about her situation.

Mo Zihan knew that this woman would not mess around again, and her face was still stinky. She went back to her desk and busied herself with her work. It was rare for her to be at home with her, but her wife was completely concerned about others. Why is this feeling so bad?

No one answered the call. Bai Mingyue thought about it and called Ruan Qixuan instead. Unexpectedly, the other side directly indicated that the phone was turned off. Bai Mingyue had to continue calling Yang Ruoxi. How could she be at ease without knowing her situation?

Not long after this, Yang Ruoxi finally answered. His voice was very soft. "Hello, Ming Yue?"

"Ruo Xi, I saw the news. How did you get injured and hospitalized? How is it now? Is it serious?" Bai Mingyue asked anxiously.

"I'm fine. Don't worry." Yang Ruoxi said quickly.

"Why didn't you answer the phone just now?" When Bai Mingyue heard her voice become normal, he let out a sigh of relief. She slowly sat back on the sofa and rubbed her numb legs.

Her stomach grew bigger and bigger, and she felt tired every day. Pregnancy was really tiring. If it weren't for her health, she would have rushed to the hospital to see Yang Ruoxi. What about the reporters? It's not as important as a good friend.

Bai Mingyue sighed and touched his stomach. She was tired from staying at home every day to take care of her baby. I really didn't know how hard it would be for Yang Ruoxi to keep working while she was pregnant. Although she was only more than two months old, the shallower the month, the more troublesome the child was.

After some thought, she looked at Mo Zihan with dissatisfaction. He was looking down at the document and completely ignored her. Bai Mingyue curled her lips. Why can a man be so relaxed? It's so unfair that their women have to work so hard.

"I fell asleep just now. I didn't hear you."

Bai Mingyue was embarrassed. "I'm sorry, I've disturbed your rest."

"It's okay. I'm really fine. I just fainted on the set because I was too tired. Don't worry about me." Yang Ruoxi patiently explained to her that her heart was warm, and the feeling of being worried was very happy and warm.

Bai Mingyue hesitated for a moment and finally asked her in a low voice, "Ruo Xi, is the child... Okay?"

"Don't worry, he's fine." There was a three-second pause on the other end of the microphone, and Yang Ruoxi's voice sounded a little smiley. Then, there was a noise. "Ming Yue, I have something to do. I'll hang up first."

"Okay, you have a good rest. I'll see you another day." Bai Mingyue hung up.

Yang Ruoxi looked at Ruan Qixuan expressionless, not waiting for him to speak. She lay down again, her back to him, and she didn't want to say a word. In fact, she didn't know what to say to him.

Now, no matter what they said, they couldn't get around the child. Even if he didn't insist that she abort the child, his eyes couldn't deceive anyone. Every time she looked at it, her heart ached. To this day, she would rather avoid it.

Her indifference made him feel a little uncomfortable. But Ruan Qixuan didn't care. She put the exquisite food box by her bed and opened it. He called the hourly worker at his apartment and specifically asked her to take him to the hospital.

"Ruo Xi, get up and eat something." Ruan Qixuan called her softly. Seeing that she did not respond, the man pursed his thin lips and frowned. Impatiently, he picked her up from the bed.

"Ruan Qixuan, let go." Yang Ruoxi resisted his intimacy, or rather fear. Afraid that his closeness would make her nostalgic and make her reluctant to part.

But his resistance caused Ruan Qixuan unspeakable injuries. He remembered hearing what she said on the set. She said she regretted being with him. As her brows grew cold, Ruan Qixuan grabbed her shoulder and stopped her from moving.

Yang Ruoxi was startled by his suddenly darkened face. After being together for so long, she had never seen Ruan Qixuan treat her with such a terrible face. She stared at him in a daze and suddenly felt an indescribable grievance.

The sadness on the woman's face pricked Ruan Qixuan's eyes. Seeing that she was no longer struggling, his face softened and he said in a deep voice, "Eat. You eat first, eh?"

She lowered her eyes and pursed her lips without saying a word. Ruan Qixuan let go of her and picked up the box to feed her. Yang Ruoxi avoided the spoon he held to his mouth. "I'll do it myself." She took the food box in his hand and ate it in silence, spoonful by spoonful.

It was all her favorite food, but it was bitter in her mouth. She forced herself to swallow it, but after only half of it, she couldn't eat it. Frowning, he was about to put down the food box. Ruan Qixuan frowned. How could he eat so little?

"Eat a little more. You eat too little. Your body won't be able to stand it." He looked at her stomach with a complicated expression. "And the child. Since you want to keep him, it's not good for him if you don't eat well."

Yang Ruoxi's eyebrows twitched. She didn't say anything, but she obviously heard it. Even though he couldn't eat, he still managed to continue to nibble. Ruan Qixuan looked at her quietly, relieved to see that she was willing to listen.

But before he could take two bites, Yang Ruoxi's face changed, and he suddenly put down the food box in his hand and almost dropped it. She quickly covered her mouth and lay down beside the bed. Ruan Qixuan's heart tightened and he quickly handed over the trash can.

Yang Ruoxi immediately vomited, throwing up everything he had just eaten. His face was as white as a sheet, and he lay limp on the bed as if he had lost his soul.

When she finished vomiting, she washed her mouth with water. Ruan Qixuan patted her on the back and said nervously, "Ruo Xi, how are you? I'll call the doctor."

Yang Ruoxi held him back and shook his head weakly. "I... Can't eat greasy food. I feel like throwing up when I smell it."

She touched her stomach and finally showed a little weakness and helplessness in front of him. "This child, this child is getting more and more torturous."

Ruan Qixuan felt relieved and involuntarily took her into his arms. Subconsciously, he took her hand and pressed it against her flat belly. Yang Ruoxi froze, but did not move. He slowly approached him and let go of his weakness.

"Ruo Xi, let's get married!" The man kissed the top of her soft hair and his expression changed several times. Finally, he made up his mind and said in a deep voice.

"What?" Yang Ruoxi looked at him in shock and his fingers tightened.

Ruan Qixuan's expression was complicated. He touched her pale and thin face and gently rubbed her fingertips, "Since you must keep this child, then let's get married."

He had wanted to marry her for a long time, but it wasn't planned that fast. The most important reason was that he didn't want to delay Yang Ruoxi's career. He knew very well how much potential she had and how high her career was, far from ending now.

But now it seems that for the sake of this child, she insisted on giving up. He couldn't bear to see her suffer any longer. Even if he was afraid that she would regret it in the future, he didn't want to get stuck with her anymore.

He wanted to give her a home and their children a complete home. The rest, it doesn't matter anymore.

"Okay?" The man said in a low, sincere voice.

A dark light flashed in Yang Ruoxi's eyes, but he pursed his lips and smiled. "Okay!"

On the weekend, Mo Zihan pushed off work and took her to try on the wedding dress and take photos. After all, the wedding was already on the agenda. It was new year's soon, and Mo-tse wanted to settle down the necessary details for the wedding before the year was over.

Bai Mingyue didn't think too much. Wen Lan and Cai Shuya were helping the couple prepare for the new year at the villa. When she heard that Mo-tse han was going to take white Ming Yue to take a wedding photo, she smiled from ear to ear.

"It's time to shoot. You're getting married after the new year. It's too late to stop filming." Wen lan said with a smile.

Bai Mingyue widened her eyes and looked at Wen Lan strangely. "Mom, what did you just say? We're getting married after the new year?"

"Yes, am I wrong?" Wen Lan looked at her strangely. "Didn't Zi Han tell you? Didn't he ask me to reschedule the date of your wedding to the year after?"

"Early?" Bai Mingyue caught the point in a flash and stared speechlessly at Mo Zihan, saying, "He didn't tell me."

Mo-tse looked at her coldly and said, "Mom hasn't set the date yet, but I told you about the wedding ahead of time."

"When did you say that?" Bai Mingyue asked him back without much thought. She didn't even hear him say anything about the wedding in advance, okay? At least, there was not a single memory in her mind.

Mo-tse han looked at her, his expression unchanged, and his eyes were fixed for a moment. "Didn't you say that night that you wanted to get married earlier?"

"Did I say that?" Bai Mingyue looked at him with his eyes wide open, confused. Seeing his certainty, he tried to search his mind.

Mo Zihan looked into her eyes and said, "Yes. I said since you want to, then let's move the wedding forward!"

When wen lan saw the couple, you looked at me and I looked at you. He couldn't help but laugh and quietly dragged Cai Shuya away, leaving the couple alone. Mo Zihan leaned forward and whispered in her ear.

Bai Mingyue opened his mouth and remembered. She looked at Mo Zihan speechlessly. She didn't even take it seriously. She didn't expect him to be so serious. Saying it in advance really brought the wedding forward.

Looking at his smiling eyes, Bai Mingyue felt that he must have made fun of her on purpose. This is the case with the license, and so is the case with the wedding. But he couldn't do anything about it. He couldn't even get angry. He really felt like he was useless.

Wen Lan watched the couple talk for a while, then walked out of the house hand in hand. A smile of relief appeared on her lips, and she couldn't help but think of Mo Xiaoran. Thinking about him and Shangguan Yingxue, he sighed.