Veils of Beiping Novel Chapter 38

"Do you feel bad?" Jane felt sensitively that something was wrong with Qiu Wei's voice. She took two breaths every few words, as if she was exercising, "Feeling tight in your chest? Did you sleep well at night?"

"I just didn't sleep well and was very tired. I always thought it was because of my age that this pregnancy was so difficult." Qiu Wei finally said.

Jane was silent for a moment, and after asking Qiu Wei a few more questions, she said, "Be sure to come to the hospital on Monday." This time she was even more determined.

"Okay." Qiu Wei agreed, "Huyi will be home tomorrow. Then, I will ask him to accompany me to the hospital."

"When Suixin feels better, don't take care of her yourself. She will be raised quietly. If you feel uncomfortable or inappropriate, ask someone to call me immediately and I will come over to see you right away... Be obedient, Qiu Wei."

After hanging up the phone, Jane sat on the sofa without moving for a long time.

Aunt Li came to invite her to dinner, but she was still in a trance after entering the restaurant.

My heart is a little tight.

"Mr. Cheng?" Aunt Li waited for her to move her chopsticks for a long time, and couldn't help but remind her: "The soup will get fishy when it gets cold."

"Okay." Jane stirred the bowl. Seeing Aunt Li standing with her hands lowered, she asked, "Aunt Li, do you have any children?"

Aunt Li was silent for a moment and then said: "There was a boy who died before he was one year old. After that... there was no more."

Jane knocked the spoon in her hand on the edge of the bowl, paused, raised her head and said to Aunt Li, "It's such a shame."

She spoke slowly and in a very low voice, almost as if she was being swallowed by a sigh. Aunt Li stood there and suddenly wiped the corners of her eyes with the white towel in her hand.

"I'm sorry. I made you sad." Jane put down the bowl and spoon.

"No, Mr. Cheng." Aunt Li said hurriedly, "I was sad at first, but as time went by, I comforted myself. There are only so many fates with that child, and you can't force them. This is all fate... Mr. Cheng, there is still something simmering in my kitchen..."

"You go ahead." Jane said gently.

The soup in the bowl was completely cold. She took a bite and found that, as Aunt Li said, the cold soup had a bit of a fishy smell.

The doorbell rings.

The concierge's footsteps came slowly, and then he stood outside the restaurant and called Mr. Cheng.

"Come in." Jane pushed the bowl away.

"Mr. Cheng, there is a footman outside who says he is here to deliver something to Mr. Cheng. Here is the post." The concierge Lao Li handed the post over and stood there waiting for a reply.

Jane took it and looked at the cover, but there was not a word on it.

After opening it, she looked at it carefully for a long time, then raised her eyes and asked Lao Li: "Where is the person?"

"Waiting outside." Seeing that she seemed a little unhappy, Lao Li replied in fear. The hostess placed many restrictions on visitors.

Jane pinched the post and walked out of the restaurant.

There was a black car parked at the entrance of the courtyard, and a short and lean man was directing people to move things out of the car. Suddenly he saw Jane coming out, he was stunned for a moment, and hurried over, and said from afar: "Miss Ten...Chris Cheng pays his respects to Miss Ten."

As the man spoke, he came closer and greeted Jane with a greeting. He still maintained that posture and did not stand up rashly.

"Get up." Jane stood down and glanced at the mountains of things on the ground.

"Miss Ten, Master Ninth ordered me to come here." Chris Cheng said.

Jane walked over.

She picked up a box at random.

"Clam oil. When you were studying in Shanghai, you said that clam oil is best used in winter, and it is second to Dior and Chanel. First of all, it is a domestic product." Chris Cheng has always been quick to talk, and he can speak a string of words in a bamboo tube. Like pouring beans.

Jane dropped the box and walked in a circle around the pile of gifts.