Chapter 43 Part1 (2/2)

She repeated the man's words a few times in her mind—that's when she finally understood what the sentence meant. She grabbed the man's arm with force, eagerly asked, ”What did you say just now? You said I…”

In Yun Ge's eyes there seemed to be burning flames, which reflected on her face and made her s.h.i.+ne. She was like a different person compared to before.

The man carefully said, ”You have a baby.”

Yun Ge grabbed him tightly; her fingernails looked like they were going to poke into his flesh. ”Are you sure?”

The man endured the pain and nodded. ”Although I am not a good doctor, I won't make a mistake with a pregnancy pulse.”

Yun Ge covered her mouth; there were tears in her eyes that looked like they would fall down. She was dazed for a little while, and she smiled again. ”I have a child? I have a child!” Must be that Ling gege was afraid that she would be lonely, so he sent the child here to keep her company.”

She touched her cheek. ”Do I look pale? Do I look weak? This is not good for the child, right?”

Yun Ge's questions were fast and dense; the man only had time to keep nodding his head.

Sorry, sorry, mom didn't know that you were here, mom did not take care of herself, did not take care of you! It was mom's fault!

She immediately picked up the bowl on the floor and stuffed her mouth with big bites of food.

”Do you have any jewelry with you? Try to bribe the jailer and inform the child's dad as soon as possible. See if there's any way to mediate; at least switch to a better prison, one that doesn't need to be shared between both genders.” It was impossible that this man knew the reason why Huo Cheng Jun had purposely imprisoned Yun Ge at this place, but he still helped her by providing ideas to her.

Yun Ge stopped using the chopsticks in her hand. Her gaze had fallen on an unknown void. The heavy sorrow in her eyes made people feel sad, as if heaven and earth were both crying. The man was considered as someone who was used to life and death, but he had never seen so much grief, as if at any time it could swallow her body which was thin like the cicada's wings.

She turned her head and smiled all of a sudden, and said gently, ”He went outstation and cannot come back at the moment. But I will take care of myself. I was wrong in the last few days, I won't do that again.” When she smiled, the corner of her lips rose a little, and there was a strange uncompromising att.i.tude and stubbornness in her.

She lowered her head and ate her rice in big bites. There seemed to be tears on her eyelashes, s.h.i.+ning brightly, but they never dropped. After a while, she finished the whole bowl of rice, looked up and asked the man, ”Does my complexion look better now?”

The man nodded his head heavily. ”Much better.”

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