Fated to My Billionaire Husband

Chapter 1779: Chapter 1779: Feeling Very Unwell Recently

She thought for a moment and said, “Since you won’t let us go, I won’t give you all the rings. I’ll give you one; you arrange good living and eating conditions for Junqi and me. Then I’ll give you another, to exempt Junqi from training. The rest, I’ll give to you once I’ve thought of a good deal.”

“Only two rings?” Nangong Xu squinted.

“If you don’t want it, forget it. Two rings for such little things, I still feel it’s a loss!”

“Give me five rings, and I will agree to your terms.”

Jian Yufei was resolute: “No way!”

“Yufei, don’t forget, you are all in my hands now. I can get the rings without agreeing to anything.”

Jian Yufei sneered, “The rings are not on me. If I don’t agree, you won’t get the rings.”

“Who did you give the rings to?”

“Do you think I would tell you?”

Nangong Xu smiled: “Fine, I agree to your terms, but I want the rings within three days.”

“Deal.”

Jian Yufei wrote a note and handed it to Nangong Xu’s people, instructing them to deliver it to a café on Oxford Street.

They were also told to write its contents on the blackboard outside the café.

Once someone saw it, they would naturally bring them the rings.

Nangong Xu’s people followed her instructions, and the message on the note was straightforward.

[Within three days, I want two rings.]

…

After finishing all this, Jian Yufei and Junqi were moved into a small villa to stay, no longer needing to remain imprisoned in the circular jail.

This was Junqi’s first time staying in such a comfortable and luxurious house. The little guy was curious about everything inside, exploring every corner.

Jian Yufei requested several sets of clothes for herself and Junqi, she showered and changed, and then coaxed Junqi to change clothes too.

Afterward, she personally cooked a large table full of delicious food for the child.

Smelling the aroma, Junqi zoomed to the dining table, staring at the feast laid before him.

( ⊙o⊙!)

Drool was about to drip from his mouth…

Jian Yufei handed him chopsticks, “Junqi, time to eat.”

He reached out, grabbing food directly into his mouth—

Jian Yufei: “…”

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Mo Lan hadn’t eaten much for several days, and she appeared sickly.

Qi Ruigang’s patience had reached its limit!

“Is it that painful for you not to pay attention to Jian Yufei’s matters?!” he asked angrily.

Mo Lan leaned against the sofa, holding her forehead.

“No…”

“Then what are you doing?!”

Mo Lan said indifferently, “I don’t know either, I haven’t been feeling well lately.”

Qi Ruigang frowned, asking with concern, “What doesn’t feel well?”

“No appetite.”

“You’re just sulking with me!” Qi Ruigang became angry again.

Mo Lan stood up, listlessly saying, “I’m not in the mood to sulk with you, but you can think whatever you like, it has nothing to do with me.”

After speaking, she walked a few steps, suddenly felt nauseated, and ran to the bathroom to dry heave for a while.

Qi Ruigang followed her to the bathroom.

Seeing her like this, he thoughtfully frowned.

No appetite, and vomiting…

Could it be pregnancy?

It had been almost a month since that one time they were together.

Could she really be…pregnant?

Qi Ruigang was a bit excited, he stepped forward and gently patted her back: “Feeling very uncomfortable?”

Mo Lan clutched her chest, looking down: “Can’t you see?”

“I’ll call a doctor for you.” He pulled her out, had her sit on the sofa, and then called a doctor.