Moreover, she vaguely felt that the suffocating, slightly nauseous feeling in her chest was coming back again.
With a slight furrow of her brows, she suddenly stood up, "Um, I’ve had enough."
After speaking, she turned and quickly left the dining room.
Zhuang Yanyan was stunned, watching her having barely touched her rice, and turned her head wanting to say sothing, but Feng Jinglei had already disappeared at the door.
Zhuang Yanyan turned her head, looking puzzled, unable to understand, "What’s up with this child? She barely ate, and she’s already full."
Qin Feimo’s gaze also shifted back from the dining room entrance, with a contemplative look on his otherwise indifferent face.
Two seconds later, he suddenly stood up and left the dining table as well.
Watching the two leave the dining room one after the other, Zhuang Yanyan raised her eyebrow, her previously confused face then suddenly smiled as if realizing sothing.
"Hey, old chap, do you think Feimo might be a bit concerned about Jinglei now?"
Glancing at the door, a hint of comfort appeared on Qin Guozhong’s face, then he fell into thought, "Let’s hope so! But this way, I should strike while the iron is hot and settle their marriage plans."
"Sounds good! After the New Year, let’s see if their relationship deepens." Zhuang Yanyan agreed, eager to quickly settle their marriage.
Leaving the dining room, Feng Jinglei felt the nauseous sensation in her chest intensifying, covered her mouth, and rushed to the bathroom on the first floor.
Qin Feimo followed her out and saw her hurriedly running into the bathroom, unable to resist following.
Perhaps fearing being seen, Feng Jinglei, having entered, closed the door, retching over the sink but nothing ca out.
After retching, her chest felt much better, but her face looked even paler.
What worried her was that if this phenonon beca more frequent, Qin Grandma, being experienced, would undoubtedly discover it one day.
Thinking of this, the lancholy on her pale face grew more intense.
Calming her breath, she looked in the mirror again, and seeing she looked alright, she finally opened the door and stepped out of the bathroom.
As she stepped out, she was startled to see Qin Feimo standing there.
eting his deep and narrow eyes, she felt a bit guilty, "What are you doing here?"
Qin Feimo glanced at her, perhaps he was just overthinking, maybe she just went to relieve herself.
"Nothing."
Seeing her face was still alright, he didn’t think much of it, lightly replied, and turned to leave, but did not return to the dining room.
Watching his retreating figure, Feng Jinglei actually felt a bit uneasy.
Him standing there, could he have noticed sothing?
.
In the afternoon, Doctor Lin sent over so cold dicine and dication for regulating nstruation, though these were just to mislead others.
On the third floor, standing by the window, watching the snow falling again outside, she recalled Doctor Lin’s advice that, for the baby’s sake, she should go for a thorough examination to ensure the baby in her belly is healthy.
The next day.
In the morning, outside was already a vast expanse of white, but the snow had stopped falling.
At nine ten in the morning, after breakfast, Feng Jinglei went upstairs, put on a white down jacket, and was about to go out.
"Grandma, I have sothing to do, I’ll be going out for a bit."
Two days before New Year, Zhuang Yanyan had already eagerly started preparing, and hearing Feng Jinglei speak and looking like she was going out, she was sowhat worried.
"It’s cold outside, where are you going? I’ll let Uncle Wang take you." Knowing she wasn’t feeling well, Zhuang Yanyan was very concerned.
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