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Chapter 195 No Fetal Heartbeat

After taking a shower, the two of them snuggled together and leaned against the head of the bed.

Ling Yuan's head rested on his chest. Tang Shuya lowered his eyes and looked at the person in his arms. She seemed to have her eyes half closed, her long eyelashes softly covering her eyelids, her fair and flawless skin was faintly pink, and she was defenseless, revealing her fair and smooth shoulders.

Her body still exudes the elegant fragrance of having just taken a bath, which is refreshing.

"Ah-Zhu."

He called out with a heavy breath.

"Ok?"

She responded with a long tone.

"Hands out."

She was so lazy and boneless that even her outstretched hands were limp.

There was something hidden in his palm, and then he felt a slightly cool touch. Ling Zhen's middle finger tightened, and a silver ring was put on it.

Ling Zhen was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at him. After a long pause, he asked in confusion, "What is this?"

"What else could it be? A ring."

His clear voice concealed a smile.

"I know it's a ring, why did you suddenly give it to me?"

Tang Shuya held her little hand, staring at her fingers as slender as willows, and the half-moon-shaped ring emitting a faint silver light.

"This is a ring my mother designed herself. It's made of platinum. Although it's not worth much, she loves it. This ring is a pair, each with a half-circle face. When put together, they form a complete moon."

Tang Shuya spoke calmly, his voice as light as smoke, but for some reason, Ling Zhen could hear a subtle hint of sadness.

These rings may be a gift that was never given.

The full moon means reunion.

She thought that Mrs. Tang truly loved her husband.

Her mind raced, her heart pounding. Then she heard Tang Shuya's gentle voice say, "I know you're worried. I've been thinking about it, and this is the only solution I can come up with. Come, it's your turn to help me carry it."

Ling Zhen turned her face to the side, raised her hand, and gently cooled her blushed cheeks with the back of her hand.

Another men's ring of the same style was stuffed into her hand.

She turned to look at him again, her clear eyes filled with a hint of uneasiness. "Is this really possible? Do you know what this means?"

He lowered his head, kissed her thick hair, and murmured, "Why not? This is the promise I made to you. Bring it to me quickly, or I will regret it."

There was a hint of mischief in his tone.

She glared at him shyly and kicked the man's leg lightly under the quilt.

The man smiled without saying a word, his eyes as gentle as spring water.

She raised her hand high in the air and looked at it carefully again and again. The light was dim, but it could not cover up the light projected by the ring in her pupils.

Tang Shuya's big hand climbed up hers, and the man and woman's hands with rings intertwined together. The metal collided with each other, making an almost inaudible sound and causing a subtle resonance.

"Do you like it? Ah-Zhu."

"I love so much."

She spoke softly, tilted her head back, and raised the corners of her lips slightly. In the depths of her clear eyes, tiny bits of light ignited, shining like stars in the galaxy.

His Adam's apple slid up and down unconsciously, and his eyes were full of storms.

He suddenly leaned over and gently placed his moist and soft lips on hers.

Ling Yuan felt the sweet juice in his mouth quickly spread over the taste buds on the tip of his tongue.

At that moment, she felt her heart was filled with sweetness.

She leaned into his arms tenderly and gently, rubbing against him like a clingy and obedient kitten, "Thank you, Tang Shuya."

Tang Shuya's long fingers entwined a strand of her hair, playing with it for a while before letting it go. "I originally promised to accompany you to the prenatal checkup, but something urgent happened at the company and I'll be busy for a few days. I'm afraid I'll have to break my promise."

"Is it urgent?"

Ling Zhen frowned worriedly.

He rubbed her head with his big hand, "It's not urgent, it can be handled, it just takes some time. I can't be with you these few days, you have to be good."

"It's okay, you go ahead and do your own thing. You can go with me next time."

He paused, as if trying to restrain something, and spoke in a lower voice, "Okay, next time."

Tang Shuya looked down at her in a daze as she curled up in his arms like a cat.

He didn't know that she had such a clingy side.

The night was dark, his face was as gloomy as water, and the depth in his eyes was unfathomable.

Is it love that gives rise to desire, or is it desire that gives rise to love? In the end, does love or desire come first? Are they intertwined with each other, or can love and desire really be completely isolated and have nothing to do with each other?

Tang Shuya didn't know and didn't want to find out.

If a person is trapped by love, he will become deaf and blind to everything in the world, just like a slave imprisoned in a small boat rowing, unable to control his own behavior.

He is unwilling to be an emotional slave or a fool in love.

However, he was clear about one thing.

He couldn't bear to part with her and couldn't let her go. He still wanted to keep her by his side.

Ling Yuan is a picture painted by Tang Shuya himself, stroke by stroke, from immature to seductive.

Whether it is white, red, pink or blue, he uses desire as a brush and emotion as ink to draw and stain them.

She was everything he liked, even if she wasn't perfect in the eyes of others.

Just like a master who carefully creates his first work, even though there are still many areas for improvement, his feelings for her are still somewhat special, and can be said to be unique.

This is also why he is so reluctant to let go.

He was so paranoid, even... so despicable, using all means to confine her in his arms.

……

Lan Ze sat behind the desk, glanced at Ling Zhen for a few times, then frowned and looked at her checklist.

This reaction made Ling Zhen's heartbeat suddenly pause, "Doctor Lan, is there anything wrong with my test results?"

This time, there were many examinations and they were very comprehensive. It took the entire morning to complete them.

Lan Ze looked up at Ling Yuan, his eyes fluctuating. He hesitated for a few seconds before speaking, "The previous examination did not detect the fetal heartbeat."

"Fetal heart rate?"

"Yes, although you are still in the early stages of pregnancy, it should be detectable at this number of weeks."

"You mean the fetus has no heartbeat?"

"From the looks of it, there's indeed no heartbeat." Lan Ze's expression grew a bit serious. After a pause, he asked, "Has anything happened recently that's caused you significant emotional fluctuations?"

Ling Zhen pursed her lips and stopped talking.

Lan Ze guessed about 70% right and pondered for a moment, "Is it related to Tang Shuya? I felt last time that he didn't respect you very much."

Seeing Ling Zhen's head hanging down and his face not looking good, he immediately understood and said, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said anything about your personal affairs. It's just that your pregnancy has been unstable, so it's important to stay calm."

After a while, Ling Zhen raised his head again and asked with a worried look on his face, "Doctor Lan, what should we do now?"