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Chapter 982 - 982 982 He Died She is Grieving for Him with

Chapter 982: Chapter 982: He Died, She is Grieving for Him with Tears… (2) Chapter 982: Chapter 982: He Died, She is Grieving for Him with Tears… (2) Qiao Qiao comforted herself, “Isn’t it said that you feel something when you’re pregnant? I have no feeling at all, so I must not be pregnant.”

“The baby is too small, how could there be any reaction? I’m four months along, and the baby doesn’t interact with me,” Su Hongxing replied irritably.

As they bantered, they quickly arrived home.

Qiao Qiao saw Su Hongxing with her belly, so she took up the cooking duties.

Seeing Qiao Qiao’s good wife and motherly demeanor, Su Hongxing teased, “Who knows which lucky man will get to marry our virtuous Xiaoqiao in the future.”

“Except for Xiandong, that strange man who is a bit interested in me, I doubt any normal man would want to marry a woman who has been married twice,” this was under the assumption she could divorce Ye Xiandong.

“With your looks, your family background, and your temperament, there would be plenty of men wanting to marry you. It’s me who has no hope in this lifetime; stuck with Ye Qilan, no other man would even think about getting close to me.” Su Hongxing sighed sorrowfully and lay down in the living room, spacing out.

She missed Little Pudding. Although she didn’t like to admit it, she also missed Ye Qilan a little.

It was all so bothersome!

Qingmu Garden.

Ye Qilan had not been asleep for long when he suddenly woke from a nightmare. He sat on the edge of the bed for a while before he peeked at Little Pudding, who was fast asleep.

Little Pudding looked particularly adorable asleep, and seeing that round little face made him think of Su Hongxing.

He woke Age to watch over Little Pudding.

“Sir, where are you going at this time of night?” Age asked worriedly as he followed him out.

It was one in the morning; Ye Qilan wasn’t going to see Su Hongxing, was he?

“I’m just going out for a walk, you don’t need to worry. I’ll have someone accompany me,” Ye Qilan called a subordinate to drive, heading to the neighborhood where Su Hongxing lived.

When he arrived, it was nearly two in the morning. The lights in the neighborhood were off, and Su Hongxing’s place was unlikely to be an exception.

He called Xiaohe to ask her to open the door.

A few minutes later, he went upstairs, Xiaohe opened the door for Ye Qilan, whispering, “Miss Qiao and Miss Su are sleeping together tonight.”

Perhaps it was her imagination, but she felt that Ye Qilan’s face suddenly darkened.

Surely it wasn’t that serious, to be jealous of a woman? If she told Ye Qilan how close Qiao Qiao and Su Hongxing were, would Ye Qilan want to kill Qiao Qiao?

“Find a way to get Qiao Qiao to sleep in your room!” Ye Qilan ordered sternly, he then took the key and waited outside for Xiaohe’s good news.

Xiaohe was put in a difficult position.

It was extremely inconsiderate to wake someone up in the middle of the night. But with Ye Qilan’s command, she couldn’t go against her boss’s wishes and had to do as told.

Xiaohe entered the bedroom, woke up Qiao Qiao, and motioned her not to disturb Su Hongxing.

Qiao Qiao, oblivious to the situation and half-asleep, left the bedroom and followed Xiaohe to the next room.

“I’m not used to sleeping here and can’t fall asleep, Miss Qiao, could you keep me company for the night?” Xiaohe made up an excuse.

Qiao Qiao believed her and joined Xiaohe, quickly falling back into a deep sleep.

Once Qiao Qiao, the hindrance, was gone, Ye Qilan immediately entered Su Hongxing’s bedroom. The woman had been sleeping well since becoming pregnant, and tonight she was in a deep sleep as well.

He sat at the edge of the bed, looking at her peaceful sleeping face, and remembered the nightmare. Suddenly, he was very afraid.

If it were like the dream, if he died, what would become of Su Hongxing, Little Pudding, and the child in Su Hongxing’s womb?

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