novelraw Chapter 520: Husband, Can You Come Up and Warm the Bed for Me?
Chapter 520: Husband, Can You Come Up and Warm the Bed for Me?
Zimei watched the phone screen dim in the darkness. She tugged at the corner of her lips, revealing a melancholy curve.She knew Ye Cheng wouldn’t come tonight.
The stars outside the window sparkled, but her heart remained dull and empty.
Bottles of wine were scattered near her bare feet, with remnants of red wine spilling from their mouths. The luxurious bedroom was permeated with a strong fragrance. Zimei’s head throbbed like it might split, and she leaned against the headboard, slowly closing her eyes.
...
Late at night, Ji Wei woke up.
She sat up slightly and saw a tall silhouette on the sofa beside her.
The sofa wasn’t spacious. Mo Qian lay curled up on it, surely uncomfortable.
Ji Wei felt a pang of emotion. Her nose tingled as she resisted the urge to cry, softly speaking, "Mo Qian, don’t sleep on the sofa; you’ll catch a cold."
The figure on the sofa stirred, then turned over and sat up.
Mo Qian rubbed his eyes, trying to wake up quickly, and walked over to hold Ji Wei’s hand. "Did hunger wake you up?"
"I’m not hungry." Ji Wei lifted his hand, placing it against her cheek. "Come up here and sleep. Don’t stay on the sofa. You still have work at the office tomorrow, and this will exhaust you."
The hospital bed was large—roomy enough for two people.
"This kind of tiredness is nothing; I’m a man," Mo Qian reassured her.
Ji Wei raised her face; her complexion was still slightly pale. "I sleep cold alone. Husband, come up and warm the bed for me, please."
She spoke with a playful, coquettish tone.
"..."
Mo Qian found it impossible to resist her soft demeanor and ended up taking off his clothes and climbing into bed.
Ji Wei knew her teasing would work. She curled up like a content little kitten in his arms, listening to his strong and steady heartbeat.
"Mo Qian, did you see the test results? What did the doctor say?" she suddenly asked.
Mo Qian’s gaze darkened momentarily, but his tone remained perfectly composed: "I saw them. There’s no issue. The doctor said you’re just physically weak and need to rest for a period to recover."
Ji Wei was reassured by his words and felt much relieved.
It seemed like the medication had worked; she hadn’t noticed any more bleeding.
Thankfully, it was only a false alarm.
Thinking so, she unconsciously placed her hand on her abdomen, tenderly murmuring, "Baby, Mommy will protect you well. I won’t let anything happen to you again."
Mo Qian listened to her gentle, warm words, his eyes stinging slightly.
Weiwei, I’m sorry. You can’t bear another blow right now, so I must keep it from you...
Next morning.
Ji Wei awoke early, feeling much better than yesterday. Her complexion was no longer as pale as a sheet.
After drinking the nourishing soup brought by Aunt Zhu, Ji Wei leaned against the headboard and checked her phone. She was cautious about its effect on the baby and had been trying to use it sparingly.
Seeing her grandmother’s missed call, Ji Wei took a deep breath and called back. Newest update provıded by novel⚑fire.net
"Grandma, don’t worry. Dad is staying at a friend’s place. They’ve planned to go on a short vacation together. It’s just that his phone broke, so you couldn’t get in touch."
With Ji Yunli missing, Ji Wei couldn’t let Grandma know the truth. Given her fragile health, it was uncertain whether she’d be able to handle the shock.
Old Madam Ji was initially suspicious, but Ji Wei shared many specific details to ease her concerns.
Mo Qian emerged from the bathroom after changing, noticing the worried look on Ji Wei’s face as she ended the call.
He walked over to her. "Worried about Dad?"
Ji Wei raised her gaze to meet his, her eyes silently asking: How do you know?
Mo Qian bent down, wrapping his arms around her and pressing his face close to hers, saying, "Don’t worry about anything. I’ll bring your father back safe and sound. The most important thing is for you to stay well."
"Just me?" Ji Wei’s heart swelled as her bright eyes stared at him, adding, "And the baby."
Mo Qian kissed her butterfly-soft eyelashes, saying, "To me, you are more important than the baby."