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Chapter 1969 Thinking about it

"Have you heard of Stockholm syndrome?"

A strange and familiar noun.

Chen Manting opened her eyes and looked at him.

This is a mental illness.

The abused person has a distorted mentality of dependence, inertia, and even admiration for the abuser.

Chen Manting used to think that this was an extremely perverted mentality.

Now is no exception.

But after Chen Luoan said this, he suddenly remembered this.

He was stunned for a moment, then laughed and said, "I really didn't expect that your ability to dream in the daytime is so strong."

Chen Luoan was not angry when he heard this.

Holding the baby in his arms, he quickly stood up.

The baby was still awake, not crying, blinking at him.

He handed the baby over and said, "I'll ask Aunt Lin to bring some food."

"No need." Chen Manting took the baby, "With this time, let's just make it clear."

"Don't even think about it." Chen Luoan had a dark face, "Aunt Lin's daughter is about to give birth to, and it is impossible to take care of us for the rest of our lives. The best way is to wait a few days to return to the imperial capital together, and we will go to the Civil Affairs Bureau to get the certificate."

"You want to marry me?" There was a little shock on his pale face. Chen Manting had never thought about this problem.

Marry him?

Oh……

I can't even think about it!

"My child wants mom."

Chen Manting almost shouted: "This is my child!"

Chen Luoan looked at her for a while before saying word by word: "He wants dad too."

Unexpectedly calm.

She thought he would be thunderous.

Chen Manting sneered, her eyes firm and determined, and almost squeezed out of her teeth, "Chen Luoan, I can't marry you."

Chen Luoan did not answer the call, turned to the phone.

He instructed Aunt Lin to deliver the meal, and then hung up the phone.

Chen Manting held the baby, and after a while, she lifted up her clothes to feed the baby.

No one spoke again.

The air is so harmonious.

Chen Luoan has no temper and she can't make trouble.

However, this feeling made her feel uncomfortable.

This shouldn't be the case.

She actually wanted Chen Luoan to be angry, so she took the people away and refused to interact with each other in the future.

The child wanted, but this man was not her beloved.

After feeding the child, the baby fell asleep quickly.

"The water is gone." Chen Luoan looked up at the potion bag above his head and rang the call bell.

The nurse came over to remove the needle, then Chen Manting rested for a while and said, "Let Aunt Lin stop coming."

“It’s not over yet.”

Chen Luoan looked at her, "Did you see it? Your mood is very unstable. I suspect you have postpartum depression, so go to the psychiatric department together."

"Is it a new trick?" Chen Manting looked at him with her baby in her arms, "You want the doctor to identify that I am mentally ill and cannot take care of the child, and then snatch the child away, right?"

Chen Manting felt that her suspicion was reasonable.

But Chen Luoan's face became darker and he sneered, "I think you are not only depressed, but also paranoid!"

Chen Manting stopped talking, and looked at him with indifference.

Chen Luoan suppressed his anger and said, "If I want to steal the child, I can take it away after you give birth. At that time, you are weak. If I take action, you will have no chance to resist."

"I'll die then..."

"So I didn't do that." Chen Luoan interrupted her, his tone a little heavy, "I have a better chance later. After you fall asleep, I will take the child away quietly. Can you know?"
Chapter completed!
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