C210 I Want a Child

She's going to do something she hasn't done before.

Yin Jialu clenched her fists as she thought about it. This woman!

It was she who indirectly caused the death of her child. The moment she rushed down, she saw it. She could clearly dodge her, but she still chose to press on her body.

Perhaps she did not think that she was pregnant at the beginning, but she did it on purpose!

Now, because she came back, he had to hide? Leng Dongru really protected her!

Yin Jialu sneered, "I want to return to Leng house!"

Leng Dongru frowned. No matter what, he did not want Jialu to get hurt again.

"There is no one to take care of the apartment. Mrs Wu knows what I like. I want to go back to Leng house. I will wait until my health is better."

Leng Dongru thought for a moment and nodded. What she said made sense. He was worried that she would not be able to stay in the apartment alone. He did not want anyone to know what she liked. The main reason was that she was not in a stable mood right now. It was best to obey her.

Leng house.

Yin Jialu did not dare to imagine that during the two days she stayed in the courtyard, no one had gone to see her. Even her best friend, whom she had not seen for a few months, had gone. However, the people of the Leng family did not make any noise at all, which made her feel disappointed.

The scene that she saw after entering the door made her feel even more evil...

Zhao Yahui and Wai Yixi sat next to the sofa and did not know what they were looking at. They were enjoying it and they even lowered their heads to communicate from time to time.

Zhao Yahui lifted her head and when she saw Yin Jialu, her eyes were confused for a moment but it was only for a moment. She got up and went to greet, "Didn't you say that you will not be coming back?"

Knowing that Yin Jialu did not have a child, she also felt heartache. But she was surprised that Dongru clearly called back and said that he would not be coming back. Why did he come back again?

Yin Jialu avoided Zhao Yahui's hand that was holding her and walked straight towards Wai Yixi.

Yin Jialu lightly parted her thin lips and said sarcastically, "I came back to take a look at the atmosphere. The atmosphere seems to be not bad. What are you looking at?"

Yin Jialu poked her head over and Wai Yixi did not hide anything and took out the magazine.

It was a magazine that targeted children's clothing and accessories. Which ones were they looking at earlier?

Yin Jialu sneered. She had just lost her child and the family was at home looking at the child's clothing and accessories. What, Wai Yixi cured infertility and the next step was to give birth?

That also needed Leng Dongxu's approval!

"It is indeed not bad. Sister-in-law will need it in the future." Yin Jialu said sweetly, turned around and went straight up to the second floor.

Wai Yixi looked a little aggrieved as she ran to Zhao Yahui's side, "Mom, do you want to tell Jialu..."

"No need. She is not in a good mood. Let her stay for a while." Actually, Zhao Yahui also wanted to go to the hospital to see Jialu these two days but Wai Yixi stopped her. She said that Jialu had been stimulated this time and seeing it would be detrimental to her recovery. Dongru also said so and she gave up.

Just now Wai Yixi suggested to take a look at the child's clothes and accessories and buy them early so that Jialu's mood would be a little better when she was preparing for the second pregnancy. Only then did Jialu see the scene when she entered the house.

Perhaps Jialu misunderstood...

Yin Jialu indeed misunderstood and now she came back with monstrous hatred. Wai Yixi, I will make you pay with blood!

People say that a mother with a child will become an iron man. There is nothing that can be done and nothing can be done about it!

Even though Yin Jialu had lost her child, she only wanted to do something for her child.

She knew that Wai Yixi did it on purpose!

What she wanted was for Wai Yixi to return everything she owed to her!

Leng Dongru took a shower. When he came out, he was only wearing a bathrobe.

He wiped the drops of water off his short hair and saw Yin Jialu lying on the bed in a short skirt with lace lace on it. She was reading the financial magazines that he usually read.

Leng Dongru walked over and was curious why she was wearing this pajamas. After all, the pajamas that he had chosen for her could not fit even one closet, but she only wore two or three pieces of conservative pajamas.

Before Leng Dongru could do anything, Yin Jialu had already stepped forward and placed it on his lap.

Leng Dongru narrowed his eyes slightly, revealing a dangerous glint.

Yin Jialu did not seem to notice it at all. Her big eyes sparkled as she asked, "You washed for so long?"

"I did not take a shower in the hospital." His voice was deep and male, and he didn't know what to say.

Yin Jialu became even more impudent. "I just didn't take a shower the other day. Is it really that dirty? Let me take a look." As she spoke, she stretched out her hand to pull his chest.

Leng Dongru grabbed her soft little hand and the corners of his mouth curled into a smile. It was as if that lively little woman had returned. "Stop messing around." Otherwise, he would not be able to hold it in anymore.

The doctor said that she had to rest well for the past month.

He needed patience...

Yin Jialu, however, did not give up. "I did not make a fuss. I do not dislike you." As she spoke, she leaned closer to him and kissed him on the cheek.

She smacked him on the cheek. Her voice was exceptionally loud, but Leng Dongru's heart sank. She seemed to have overdone it a little...

Yin Jialu was still restless. "If you don't let me see, can I watch it for you?" As she spoke, she wanted to take it off.

Leng Dongru held her hand with his big palm and said in a deep voice, "Sleep!" Regardless of whether she did it intentionally or not, he could not hold it in any longer.

"Not me." Yin Jialu did not want to let it go.

"Then what do you want?" He surrendered.

Yin Jialu came close to his ear and her voice was low and carried some unique aura. She said, "I want a child... Give me a child."

Leng Dongru's face sank and pulled her away. Sure enough, her eyes were already covered with a layer of crystal.

He felt as if his throat had been suppressed and he felt extremely uncomfortable.

She still could not pass that stage...

"Go to sleep, it's late." He turned around and laid down.

Yin Jialu immediately walked over and pulled him. Her eyes were hazy and she sobbed, "Get up, I'm begging you. Give me a child, I want a child. I just want a child!"

"Why? Why didn't you agree to my conditions? I just want my child! " At the end of her words, her voice turned into a hoarse roar.

Leng Dongru calmly pressed her into his arms, but his heart hurt more than anyone else. He promised, "Jialu, when you are better, we will have a child! Don't worry, we will have a child..."

Yin Jialu sobbed, "I don't want the future, I want it now, I want my child..."

Leng Dongru hugged her tightly, "If you want to cry, cry." He knew that her emotions were unstable now. She only felt a lot more sadness in her heart.

However, what would she do if he became weak?

Yin Jialu whimpered in his arms. She had never thought that she would be so caught off guard and have a child and leave him so easily...

Why? Why did this pair of her have to be together? She clearly wanted a child so much, but it was gone. Was it because she had tried so hard to not want a child in the past, that the heavens made such a joke on her?

She did not remember how long she cried. She only knew that in the end, she was tired from crying and fell asleep in Leng Dongru's arms...

The next morning, Leng Dongru stood in front of the dressing mirror to tidy up his tie. He watched her get up and asked gently, "Did you sleep well?"

Yin Jialu nodded and felt dizzy. She touched her eyes and felt that it was a bit swollen. Maybe it was because she cried last night.

"I will go downstairs and wait for you." Seeing Yin Jialu lower her head to avoid him, Leng Dongru did not say anything. If she wanted to calm down, he would give her space.

Yin Jialu still nodded until the sound of the door being closed came from the bedroom door. Yin Jialu slowly raised her head and looked at herself in the dressing mirror.