Chapter 1292
Looking at the figures, one big and one small, walking hand in hand, he felt lost in thought. He didn't even drive away immediately. Instead, he waited until the two figures disappeared from his sight before he slowly drove away.
He closed his eyes and leaned heavily on the back of the chair.
What's wrong with him? Seeing Zhuo Qianyun and Xiaoyan together, he actually feels warm and feels good about Zhuo Qianyun. He even had a slight hesitation about whether to fight for custody just now.
Even though Zhuo Qianyun is a good mother to Xiaoyan, his son Ye Wenming must not be raised by someone named Zhuo!
The only reason to blame is why Zhuo Qianyun had such a father! Why did her father almost make the Ye family desperate and almost completely collapse?
I don't know how long it took, but Ye Wenming saw Zhuo Qianyun riding her food stall car out of the community again. Her thin and slender body, riding that simple electric tricycle, seemed to be as long as the wind blew.
It looks like it can be scraped off.
At this moment, the electric tricycle stopped. Zhuo Qianyun lowered her head, covering the area above her right abdomen, and her body seemed to be shaking slightly.
Ye Wenming frowned, opened the car door and quickly walked to the side of the tricycle. Only then did he see Zhuo Qianyun at this moment. His face was full of pain, and his teeth were biting his lower lip tightly, as if he was desperately suppressing the pain.
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"What's wrong with you? What's wrong with you?" Ye Wenming asked, with an anxiety in his tone that he had never noticed himself.
"I...I...it's okay..." Zhuo Qianyun said with difficulty. She didn't expect that it would hurt like this for the second time today, and it seemed to be worse than the previous one.
It still hurts every time.
Ye Wenming pursed her thin lips into a straight line. She looked like she was nothing.
"I'll take you to the hospital first!" he said, about to take her off the tricycle.
"No!" Zhuo Qianyun resisted, "I... I don't need you, Mr. Ye, to worry about my matters. Besides, I don't have any extra time to go to the doctor."
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Ye Wenming almost said that he would pay for the money, but as he spoke, he suddenly stopped! What was he doing? Was he going to pay for her medical treatment?
The more miserable she is, the happier he should be! Her father almost destroyed the Ye family. Since her father died early, she should suffer it now!
"Don't be so sentimental. How can I bother about you? Whether you live or die is your business. But the custody case hasn't started yet, so don't do anything stupid!" Ye Wenming said coldly.
He was talking to her, but at the same time he was talking to himself.
Telling myself, don’t worry about this woman!
Even though Zhuo Qianyun was still in pain, she still couldn't help but laugh out loud. Sure enough, in the eyes of this man, living was a sin for her!
Finally, the pain subsided a little. She took a deep breath, then looked at Ye Wenming and said, "Mr. Ye, don't worry, even if I die one day, I will never die in front of you to hinder your eyes.
I just hope that the lawsuit will be a lawsuit, but... Xiaoyan will not be hurt."
After saying this, Zhuo Qianyun restarted the electric tricycle and the car drove past Ye Wenming.
Ye Wenming stared with a livid face at the electric tricycle that was gradually disappearing and the figure riding on it.
My heart was throbbing just now.
When she said the word "death", she felt as if she was whipped hard by an invisible whip!
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In the evening, while having dinner, the chopsticks in Ling Yiran's hand suddenly fell to the ground, and her face changed slightly.
"What's wrong? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?" Yi Jinli suddenly became nervous.
"No, it's just...the finger joints suddenly hurt a little, it's nothing serious." Ling Yiran said, and asked the servant to give her another pair of clean chopsticks.
Speaking of which, the weather is getting colder now. It has been rainy and humid in the past two days. Her finger joints are very sensitive to changes in temperature.
Chapter completed!