Keeping the promise

Chapter 247 I'm Not That Important

With the support of Qu Yichen, Yang Wenju slowly walked to the bedside. She was now pregnant and her movements were a little clumsy. Her bulging belly seemed to carry the hope of the whole world.

As soon as she saw Zheng Wancheng, Yang Wenju's eyes instantly turned red and tears welled up in her eyes like dewdrops swaying on lotus leaves in the early morning.

Zheng Wancheng quickly stretched out her hand, which was trembling slightly, and pulled Yang Wenju to sit beside her. She whispered, "Stop crying, Wenju, be careful of having a miscarriage." Her voice was as gentle as the breeze blowing across the lake, filled with endless care.

Yang Wenju held Zheng Wancheng's hands tightly, her hands exerting a little force due to excitement, and said in a tearful voice: "Wancheng, I haven't seen you for so many years, and you look much thinner." Her voice was full of heartache and pity, and she couldn't help but roll down her tears.

Zheng Wancheng patted Yang Wenju's hand gently, a bright smile bloomed on his face, and he said jokingly in a nonchalant manner: "No way, I am deliberately keeping in shape, don't think too much. Don't be too sad for me, you are still pregnant."

A barely perceptible hint of loneliness flashed across her eyes, but was quickly covered up by a smile.

After hearing her words, Yang Wenju couldn't help but burst into laughter and said angrily, "You are still joking at this time." She gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes with her hands, and her face was filled with a complex expression of crying and laughing.

Zheng Wancheng smiled and said, "I just want to make the atmosphere more relaxed. I'm also very happy to see that you are all doing so well." Her gaze moved between the two of them, her eyes full of sincerity and blessings.

Qu Yichen looked at the two of them from the side, his eyes full of tenderness, that tenderness seemed to overflow. He said, "Wancheng, we have been thinking about you all these years." His voice was low and magnetic, full of sincere emotion.

Zheng Wancheng nodded, her eyes sparkling with emotion: "I know, I'm happy to see you so happy now. Wenju, the little guy in your belly must be very naughty, right?" Her eyes fell on Yang Wenju's belly, full of curiosity and anticipation.

Yang Wenju touched her belly, her face filled with maternal radiance and her eyes full of love: "This child moves so happily sometimes. Especially at night, it's like it's dancing inside." A happy smile bloomed on her face, as if the best things in the world were concentrated in this moment.

Zheng Wancheng said enviously: "That's great, you will welcome a new life soon, you must be full of anticipation." There was a hint of yearning in her eyes, the corners of her mouth raised, and she tried to make her tone sound cheerful.

Yang Wenju said with emotion: "Yes, Wancheng, it would be great if you could find your own happiness sooner." Her eyes were filled with deep concern and blessings.

Zheng Wancheng was slightly startled, then said: "There is no rush for my business. Now that I see you are so happy, I am very satisfied." There was a hint of loneliness in her smile, but it was quickly concealed.

Zhong Chunjie walked into the ward in a hurry, carrying a bag of food. The bag was so full that some corners of the food were exposed.

As soon as she entered the door, she saw Qu Yichen, Yang Wenju and Zheng Wancheng having a happy conversation, and everyone had a bright smile on their face.

Zhong Chunjie pretended to be angry, frowned, pouted and joked, "Look, look, I came here in a hurry with food, but I found out that I am not as important as Zheng Wancheng. You two didn't even tell me that you came, do you still have me in your eyes?" She deliberately raised her voice a few notches, with a little pretended anger.

Yang Wenju quickly explained, "Oh, Chunjie, don't get me wrong. I just got anxious because we haven't seen each other for a long time. But no matter what, we will never forget you as our good sister."

Yang Wenju's face was full of ingratiating smiles, her eyes revealed sincerity and anxiety, and she held Zhong Chunjie's arm tightly with both hands, as if she was afraid that she was really angry.

Zheng Wancheng also smiled and replied: "That's right, Chunjie, we just forgot about it when we were happy." Zheng Wancheng's eyes were full of apology, and the corners of his mouth raised, trying hard to comfort Zhong Chunjie.

Zhong Chunjie put the food on the table with a "bang" sound, and put her hands on her hips, pretending to be angry and said: "Hmph, I'll let you off this time, but don't do this next time. I was worried that Wancheng would be hungry along the way, so I hurried and I'm so tired that I'm out of breath." Her chest rose and fell with her breathing, and there were a few crystal beads of sweat on her forehead.

Yang Wenju held Zhong Chunjie's hand and said with a smile, "I know, I know, our good Chunjie is the most caring. Come and sit down, let's have a good chat with Wancheng together." Yang Wenju gently patted the back of Zhong Chunjie's hand, her eyes full of kindness and gratitude.