After she finished speaking, she looked at Chu Ci quietly.

Didn’t he ask her to have an explanation? She said it, so she would wait for him to have an answer.

Chu Ci's voice was slightly awkward: "Do you care?"

"Does I care that it is useful?" She said frankly: "No one in Chuci likes to use things with others, and I am no exception. If you have to use them together, you can only treat them as if you don't know, but you seem to have to tell me the facts every day. Don't you think it's ridiculous or too boring?"

He held the steering wheel in his hand, looked at her with his head tilted for a long time and didn't know what he was thinking, and Zhao Moran didn't ask him anything anymore, let alone force him, just like she said she was not qualified.

She would not naively think that she would do it after she asked him. Maybe she would be interested for two days, but it was still the same over time. And she knew who the owner of the bracelet was, a girl who looked very much like Yan Yan, and there was a gossip in her ears. Chu Ci was very nice to that girl and gave her the best resources. This bracelet should be the birthday gift for the girl next month. More importantly, she heard her mother comfort her that Chu Ci did not have any real relationship with this woman. At that time, she sneered slightly in her heart.

This is terrible. It is clear what it means if a man doesn't want a woman's body to treat her.

A vivid girl who looks very much like Yan Yan in her 20s. Zhao Moran understands how attractive it is to Chu Ci, so she doesn’t fight or ask, she just wants to give birth to the child.

With children, you may not be so lonely in the future.

When he drove, she sat beside him, and then the two of them didn't talk anymore and returned to the villa.

After putting down the things, Chu Ci did not want to stay again but went to the company. She waited for his car to drive away. Zhang's mother whispered: "Didn't the sir say that she wouldn't go to the company today? She would have a rare day off and not accompany her."

Zhao Moran sat on the sofa drinking tea, and smiled faintly and said nothing.

Chu Ci drove to the company. When the car stopped, he was about to get up, but he stopped again. He tapped his finger and took the box over. After looking at it for a while, he remembered who he was going to give it to. He held his finger tightly to his office. When Secretary Yin came over, he pointed at the box lightly: "You ordered this, I'll give it to me if you have time."

Secretary Yin was a little confused, so he took it over and opened it and asked, "This is for Miss Song, Mr. Chu, why did you get it?"

He glanced at her, and then said softly: "Murran and I went shopping and took it."

Secretary Yin was speechless, and after a while, he asked carefully: "What's her reaction?"

Chu Ci looked at her again, then put his fingers into her pocket and took out a cigarette and lit it. She took a breath before asking, "What can she react?"

Secretary Yin choked for a moment, and when she came back to her senses, hesitated and said, "Mr. Chu, in fact, Moran is a good wife, with a gentle and cognitive temperament. What is important is that she is beautiful. Do you want to consider it..."

"She doesn't care." Chu Ci leaned on the back of the chair. "Even if I have different women lying beside me every day, she won't be jealous and will not have any objections. She will only ask me to take a shower and wash it when I go home before I can touch her."

He was so ridiculous that Secretary Yin was speechless, "Then do you want to keep doing this? That child in the future..."

"It has nothing to do with the child." Chu Ci thought about the child to be born and smiled slightly: "Moran will be a good mother."

Zhao Moran is indeed a good mother, and Chu Ci is gradually a good father. Although their relationship is not close, as their belly grows day by day, Chu Ci has reduced a lot of social engagements and will go home before nine o'clock every night... Of course, sometimes he still smells of perfume on his body, but Zhao Moran deliberately ignores it, and he will take a shower as soon as possible.

However, there were still women around him. Those gossips came from time to time. When her mother came over, she would complain to her that she could not grasp the man's heart. Fortunately, he helped with the Zhao family's affairs... Of course, some things Zhao's mother didn't tell her were also heard from other places. For example, Chu Ci held the girl in her 20s in the palm of her hand and loved her so much that she had dinner with her every week. For example, his other Qingwoman was pregnant, and he gave the woman 20 million to her for abortion without having a child... Later, he was probably very careful and he never had any life outside.

All of these came into her ears. She became more gentle and more quiet every day, and she knew that Madam Chu could not find any problems even if she had made things difficult for her. However, Chu Changhe could see that Mo Ran didn't love Chu Ci, so she was so generous...

In the late summer, Zhao Moran's due date was about to come. Chu Ci came back earlier every night and would rest at home on holidays. When he was at home, his cell phone did not ring or disturb her. Zhao Moran knew that such protection was nothing more than fear of something happening to the child in her belly, and it had nothing to do with her concern about her mood.

Early in the morning, she sat on the sofa reading a book, wearing a loose dark green floral dress, with black hair spreading across her shoulders and couldn't tell how pregnant she was. Chu Ci got down from the building, paused and then slowly went downstairs to her, wrapped her arms around her from behind, and her chin was resting on her shoulders: "What are you looking at?"

She was startled and turned her head: "Fashion Magazine."

He let her go, nodded and sat next to her: "When you give birth to a baby and get back to your figure, you can plan your body shape well."

She was speechless.

Why, are you so strict with her? It’s still because the women outside are not enough for him, but he can only say that this is good for her, a raised woman, and it will be good for her not to anger him.

Her obedience made him quite satisfied. He got up and poured a cup of coffee and sat on the sofa opposite her. He sucked it and looked at today's morning newspaper. Zhao Moran had eaten breakfast, so the servant came over and asked, "Do you want breakfast sir?"

Chu Ci drank alcohol during a social event last night and had no appetite at this moment, but he still asked, "Where is the wife?"

"Madam has eaten."

He folded the newspaper: "I'm not hungry."

The servant looked at Zhao Moran and obviously wanted her to say something.

Zhao Moran sighed softly in her heart. She really didn't want to worry about him, but she still said warmly: "It's not good to drink coffee on an empty stomach. Let Mama Zhang make you a sandwich."

"I've been drinking just now, and you didn't say it." Chu Ci stared into her eyes.

She smiled: "Now I see it, Chu Ci, your physical examination report last month was not very friendly."

So, a small cluster of flames appeared in his eyes.

It turned out that she knew that it was also what his mother told her, but she never mentioned it, and said nothing, and she didn't care about it. She did prenatal education before going to bed every night and talked to the baby very gently, but she didn't say a word to him, but now she knew that she would say this?

He was very dissatisfied, but he didn't know what he was dissatisfied with. Such a relationship was actually thought of before marriage. She became the perfect wife in his mind. But now he felt dissatisfied, unwilling to have only one body, he wanted more, but he was not sure what he wanted.

He was slightly angry, and her eyes were always calm as if she was looking at a willful child. He was quite unhappy and simply put away the newspaper, with an order in his tone: "You have breakfast with me."

She was stunned for a moment, then smiled faintly and didn't resist, but got up and sat at the dining table. She asked the servant to give her a glass of milk and then make Chu Ci a Chinese breakfast.

"Do you eat the lean meat porridge?" she asked him, for the first time he was in charge of him.

Chu Ci didn't have much appetite, just to be angry with her. She tapped her slender fingers gently on the table, and then made a lot of requests, such as not too much oil, not too much yellow on the egg, and the number of shredded pork. The turtle hair made Zhao Moran look at him more, and it could be seen that he was a young man who had been pampering since childhood... The servant was happy.

When she got down, Chu Ci looked at the wife opposite her: "I will be hospitalized in advance tomorrow, huh?"

She lowered her eyes and said yes.

He paused and said, "I have told your mother that she would take care of you, and the nurse has arranged it."

This surprised her a little. She had never been able to get along with his mother. If she could, she would not have any contact, and Chu Ci still helped her in this regard.

He said something and nodded. He was a little bored. He stared at her for a long time before asking: "Zhao Moran, do you hate me?"

She shook her head: "How could it be? You are very nice to me."

She said this sincerely. He was really good to her when he left out his sincerity. He took care of all aspects so that he didn't usually get angry with her. His woman wouldn't appear in front of her. She wouldn't have anything better than to deal with him...

If it is destined to be buried in this marriage, then the situation is pretty good now.

After she finished speaking, Chu Ci looked at her, with an exploration in her eyes.

Finally, he said in a weak voice: "Is it really good? Zhao Moran, you have this little success, so you are satisfied?"

She felt he was sick again!

She was wondering in her heart if he was not satisfied? No, the little heart outside him won a big prize, and he also celebrated her with the honor himself. The newspapers and the Internet were filled with sweetness that she held him. Mr. Chu smiled happily and satisfied...

After weighing the pros and cons, she looked at him: "Chu Ci, are you living well? Are you satisfied with such a life?"

He still stared at her eyes, without making a sound for a while.

Zhao Moran sighed softly: "You just haven't found a complete replacement after losing it. You are not satisfied, so you see that I am doing well, and you are not happy. But to be fair, Chu Ci has to do as much as I want, so what else is not satisfied? Look, there is nothing you can ask for in me. I will be Mrs. Chu in my life unless you don't want me..."

As she said that, she smiled bitterly: "I can't control my life if you are good or bad. If you must have me fall in love with you and then try hard to make me feel sincere, I really can't do it, because my lover... can't be forced by myself if I want to. If I can, I'm willing to fall in love with you and then get hurt by you again. In this way, we will all be happy and we will probably get along better in the future. Do you think?"

Chu Ci was about to get angry.

He stared at her tightly, grinding his teeth and spit out, "Who do you think you are? Will I care?"

She didn't say anything, but still looked at him quietly, as if she had seen through his embarrassed heart.

Chu Ci left and took the car keys.

When the car rang, the servant came to deliver breakfast. When he heard the sound, he became anxious when he saw that the person was not there: "Didn't he say he wanted to have breakfast?"

Zhao Moran rubbed his forehead with a headache: "Just calm down."

She really didn't know why he tried hard to get it... She had already said that it was impossible.

Really, if she could control her, she wanted to love him well, and then obey his will and be injured, so that he might become more normal...
Chapter completed!