Ling Yiran saw this and knew that he might not be able to get anything out if he asked again.

"Sister Zhuo, have a good rest. If anything happens, just call me," she said.

"Okay." Zhuo Qianyun smiled.

After Ling Yiran left, Zhuo Qianyun looked at the silence in the room and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

Suddenly, my stomach suddenly moved, it was the baby's fetal movement!

Zhuo Qianyun raised her hand and gently stroked her belly, "Baby, I'm sorry that I can't give you a complete family, but mommy only hopes that your daddy can live well in this world, just in case something happens in the future.

.....One day mommy is gone, at least your dad will not be too sad."/

Even she herself doesn't know how long her life will be. It may only be a few years. How long can the transplanted liver in her body remain intact after she gives birth to her child?

Everything was like a knife hanging above her head, and she didn't know when it would fall.

And she didn't want someone to die with her at that moment!

In a bar in Lucheng, Ye Wenming was drinking alone.

He knew that he was upset.

Even though he kept saying that he had forgotten about that relationship and no longer had any love for Zhuo Qianyun, when he saw her, his body seemed to instinctively want to be close to her.

It was as if the love he had for her had been engraved into his bone marrow, controlling all reactions in his body.

Today, when he kissed her, he wanted to prove that he would not be moved by her at all, but in the end, he almost got lost in the kiss. If it hadn't been for the last bit of self-control, maybe he would have actually done something

Something that makes me despise myself.

He can't help himself...hehe, he can't help himself when facing her...

At this moment, a woman in a tight dress walked up to Ye Wenming. The woman wore coquettish makeup and had a charming smile on her face. "Sir, how about I have a drink with you? It's better for two people to drink together than one person."

People get drunk, don’t they?”

The woman was obviously an experienced hand. As she spoke, her hand naturally touched Ye Wenming's hand holding the wine glass, and her fingertips seemed to be rubbing the back of his hand intentionally or unintentionally.

This man, whom she had noticed for a long time just now, was drinking alone.

And judging from the way this man was dressed, it was obvious that he was a wealthy man. In addition, this man was handsome. If she could have a romantic relationship with this man, she would probably get a lot of benefits.

When I think about this, women make even more small moves.

However, Ye Wenming frowned in disgust, waved away the woman's hand impatiently, and said, "Get away."

The woman's smile froze, and then she moved closer to Ye Wenming and said, "Why are you so resistant to others thousands of miles away? You seem to have something on your mind. As for me, I like to hear people talk about their worries the most. Not as good as you."

Tell me..."

The next moment, the woman's hands were already moving towards Ye Wenming's neck, and her lips were close to him, as if she was about to kiss him.

Suddenly, the unfinished wine in the wine glass in Ye Wenming's hand splashed directly onto the woman's face.

:.:
Chapter completed!