Chatper 411 (1/2)

After throwing up, Zhao Mengmeng's face turned pale, which rivaled the snow-white wall next to her.

Looking at this scene, Song Weiyi felt apprehensive, but no matter whether Zhao Mengmeng wanted to or not, he was about to walk out while holding her hand.

"No, your body is important, you have to go if you don't want to!" Song Weiwei said firmly.

This posture was worse than her throwing up. Song Weiyi was worried if he didn't check it out.

The two turned around and happened to meet Lin Miaoyu who was standing at the door unexpectedly.

Song Weiyi's heart skipped a beat, and he looked at Lin Miaoyu with a dull smile: "Auntie, you haven't gone back yet?"

Yuanjia Road is narrow, why is my aunt waiting here?

Song Weiyi looked down at Zhao Mengmeng, only to see that her expression changed after hearing Lin Miaoyu.

"Well, I didn't leave." Lin Miaoyu's tone was surprisingly calm.

Instead of leaving, she walked towards Song Weiyi and Zhao Mengmeng instead.

He didn't look at Song Weiyi, but looked at Zhao Mengmeng motionlessly.

"Um, little aunt, you go back first, I'll take Mengmeng to the hospital, you can talk to Yibai."

Song Weiyi felt that Lin Miaoyu's gaze was a bit strange, why did she keep staring at Mengmeng?

This behavior is not polite.

And Mengmeng has such a character, she is most disgusted by people looking at her for no reason.

"Go to the hospital? How can I do that? I don't worry if you go alone. I'll go with you." Resisting asking Zhao Mengmeng whether she is pregnant, Lin Miaoyu didn't even think about it when Song Weiyi said to go to the hospital. Open your mouth.

Okay, let's go to the hospital and just have a checkup, Zhao Mengmeng, is she pregnant?

"Ah?" Song Weiyi was stunned, isn't this bad?

"No need, my uncle is still waiting for you inside. It's fine for me to send Mengmeng there by myself." Song Weiwei shook his head.

Zhao Mengmeng's face turned black with anger, and Song Weiyi believed that she was not feeling well seeing her little aunt right now.

Afraid that Zhao Mengmeng would say something in a fit of anger, Song Weiyi squeezed Zhao Mengmeng's hand tightly, and secretly warned her not to be impulsive.

"Then let's go first. Goodbye, little aunt." Song Weiyi didn't care how Lin Miaoyu reacted, he directly supported Zhao Mengmeng and stumbled forward.

But now, Song Weiyi himself is not very comfortable, a little powerless.

But he had to endure it, after all, Mengmeng's situation seemed to be more serious than hers.

However, just a few steps away from the sink to the door, Lin Miaoyu, who was standing in the middle of the door, remained motionless and did not move away.

Song Weiyi had to stop, frowning and looking at Lin Miaoyu suspiciously.

"Little aunt..."

Just as the three words came out, Lin Miaoyu suddenly grabbed Zhao Mengmeng's arm, looked at her motionless, and asked word by word: "Zhao Mengmeng, are you...pregnant!"

Lin Miaoyu blocked their way, which was unexpected by Song Weiyi.

However, what shocked her even more was that the little aunt actually asked such a question.

Mengmeng is a big girl with yellow flowers, what is she pregnant with?

"Little aunt, what are you talking about? That's not the case!" Zhao Mengmeng didn't say anything, but Song Weiyi had already vetoed it with certainty.

The little aunt is not so powerful that she knows this kind of thing.

Furthermore, the most important thing is, Mengmeng doesn't even have a boyfriend, so how can she get pregnant?

"Only one, don't talk yet, I want to hear her confess." Lin Miaoyu fixed her eyes on Zhao Mengmeng, never letting go of her expression.