Chapter 111 Jealousy, don’t be angry
Xu Jiayu pretended to be confused and pretended to lower his head and glanced, "Hey... what sister? You sent the wrong message! Husband, let's not worry about him, get some rest and have to go to work tomorrow!"
She casually lifted the quilt, slipped into the bed, and patted the place next to her.
Lin Mochen crossed his arms and stared at her intently, "It turns out that I sent the wrong message. It seems that you don't know this brother. Let us verify it."
With a soft "click", the phone screen unlocked. The moment Lin Mochen's eyes touched the screen, he obviously raised his eyebrows and put the phone back to Xu Jiayu's side.
“The brother I don’t know has been added to your WeChat account accurately.”
Xu Jiayu was about to cry but had no tears. Just after explaining one thing, another one came. What sin had she committed today?
When she broke up with Zhou Liang, she had already blocked all his contact information, and her WeChat ID was not associated with her phone number. Why on earth was Zhou Liang looking for her at this time?
"Don't you pass? Didn't my brother ask you not to reject him?"
Lin Mochen was indeed smiling, but the words he spoke made people shiver unconsciously.
"Just add it! I haven't done anything wrong, and I'm not afraid of ghosts knocking on the door!"
"Mr. Lin just said something to me, which will not make Mrs. Lin angry. It's such a quick slap in the face!" She quickly pressed the word "pass" and stuffed the phone into Lin Mochen's hand. "I'm so jealous! See for yourself! I Angry!”
After Xu Jiayu finished speaking, she pulled off her pajamas and got out of bed, and angrily ran into the study. Through the crack of the door, she saw Lin Mochen holding a mobile phone and standing there in shock.
Although she didn't know what Zhou Liang would say, except for the chance encounter during the recording of the show, she had never had any contact with Zhou Liang for so long after they broke up. She was not afraid of the shadows slanting, so it wouldn't be long before Lin Mochen came in to coax him.
She picked up a book and covered her face, pretending to flip through the book while observing Lin Mochen's expression through the crack in the door.
Suddenly something fell out of the book. She picked it up and saw that it was a bank transfer receipt.
The date is 2007; the remittance amount is 2,000 yuan; the payee’s name is Chang Mengsong; the collection address is the Cultural Management Office of Kelzi Township, BC County...
The remitter is Xu Boyuan.
The book is called "Ancient Civilization of Turpan" and it is a book about desert archeology. I turned through a few pages and several remittance receipts fell out one after another.
The amount ranges from one thousand to five thousand yuan, and the payee and payment address are all the same. She took a cursory look and found that remittances were almost made every quarter, and the earliest one was from 1994.
In the vague memories of her childhood, Xu Boyuan seemed to have studied desert archeology with a university teacher before returning to H City, and 1994 happened to be the year she was born.
Thoughts kept turning in her mind, and she simply turned on the computer. The data showed that Kizil did not set up a cultural management office, but only a Grotto Research Institute, which belonged to the Autonomous Region Cultural Institute and was mainly responsible for the protection, management, research, exchange, and exhibition of the regional grotto groups. Utilization, security, logistics support and data file management.
There is a lot of information about Chang Mengsong, but there is very little information related to Kizil and archeology.
Xu Jiayu was inexplicably upset, and her stomach hurt at an inappropriate time. She wrote down the contact number of the Grotto Research Institute and prepared to ask Qin Zheng about the situation tomorrow.
When she looked up, she realized that the lights in the master bedroom had long been turned off. Only the desk lamp next to the sofa was dimly lit, and her mobile phone was quietly placed on the table.
Lin Mochen didn't come to coax her?
What the hell did Zhou Liang say?
She stood up to get her phone, but she felt a surge of heat in her lower abdomen. Her aunt had moved ahead of schedule, and the pain became more intense.
Xu Jiayu endured the discomfort in her lower abdomen, picked up her mobile phone and sanitary napkin, turned around and got into the bathroom, and deliberately closed the shower curtain to block the dark bedroom.
And the moment the shower curtain closed, Lin Mochen, who was lying on the bed, got up with a bang, stretched his head and looked into the bathroom. However, the small shower curtain worked too hard, and he could only see the smallest bits and pieces. yellow shimmer.
"Bang——"
A soft sound came from the bathroom.
Lin Mochen staggered and got back into bed with lightning speed, but his Mrs. Lin did not come out of the bathroom. Two minutes.
Four minutes.
Five minutes.
He had obviously deleted Zhou Liang, so why did Xu Jiayu stay in the bathroom for so long?
In the dark bedroom, the green light on the screen flickered in and out. Lin Mochen threw the phone aside and leaned on the bedside with his arms folded, waiting for his Mrs. Lin to come back.
After ten minutes, Lin Mochen finally couldn't bear it anymore. He got out of bed, knocked on the bathroom door, and coughed twice.
"Honey, I need to use the bathroom."
He thought that Xu Jiayu would be so angry that he would rush him to use the public security, but what he received was silent silence.
"Wife? Xiaoyu?"
The anxious call did not elicit a response from the woman. He opened the bathroom door directly, and Xu Jiayu curled up on the ground holding his belly, losing consciousness.
"Wife! Wife!"
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When Xu Jiayu opened his eyes, he found himself lying on the bed, followed by a man's hoarse voice, "Honey, are you okay?"
She shook her head in confusion, "It's okay, my aunt is here. I don't know why the amount was so heavy this time. I saw blood gushing out all of a sudden, and I lost consciousness as soon as my vision went dark."
She forced herself to sit up, "I'm not the kind of person who faints even with her own menstrual blood. This time it's too abnormal. Please take my phone over and I'll check what's the reason."
"No need to check, this is a normal phenomenon. I just made some red date and wolfberry tea. The temperature is just right. Take a few sips first."
Lin Mochen frowned unconsciously and coughed twice, but his eyes were somewhat remorseful. He pulled the quilt to cover her. As he turned around, the aroma of red dates hit his face.
The red dates were removed from the core and cut into even thin slices, floating on the light brown liquid. Just looking at it made people feel warm. Xu Jiayu took the tea cup and took a sip. The natural sweetness of the red dates bloomed between his lips and teeth. The pain in my lower abdomen seemed to be dissipated immediately.
She sipped the warm red date tea and asked, "Isn't the vinegar bag angry?"
Lin Mochen didn't answer, just took the teacup, picked up the spoon, scooped up a spoonful of red date tea and blew it gently for a few times before bringing it to her mouth, "I'll feed you, come on, be careful not to burn it."
Xu Jiayu looked at the man in front of him, his eyes suddenly a little hot, "I haven't contacted him since we broke up, and I don't know why he came to me."
Lin Mochen looked at the teacup and pondered for a moment, then raised his head, "I know, it's my fault. I will learn to control my emotions in the future, drink the red date tea, and I will coax you to sleep later."
Seeing Lin Mochen relent, Xu Jiayu also smiled, "Does Mr. Lin treat me as a kindergarten kid?"
"Children in kindergarten will be happy as long as they have some candy. It's hard for Mrs. Lin to coax her too much." He scooped out another spoonful of red date tea and handed it to her, "It's the last bite, be good, be careful not to burn it."
Seeing Xu Jiayu obediently drinking the red date tea, Lin Mochen finally had a smile on his face, "Would you like to call your boss to ask for leave?"
"No, I have to go to work as usual tomorrow and have things to deal with."
Lin Mochen, who had just stood up, suddenly sat down again and sighed, "What is more important than your body?"
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