On the cold night, at such a time in the villa, Chen Qinghuan curled up and nestled on the sofa. The more he thought about it, the more sad he felt.

More than two hours have passed since I got off work. Not only did Ling Shaochen not come back, but he didn't even have a phone call.

It is enough to show that he doesn't care about this child at all.

Chen Qinghuan's eyes were empty and she looked at a place blankly. The headlights outside came in. She blinked her long eyebrows slightly and looked outside.

The fingerprint lock was opened, and Ling Shaochen's slender and cold figure appeared at the door, with deep eyes deep and dark.

His eyes touched the thin figure on the sofa, and his heart seemed to be pinched by a big hand, which made him feel breathing suffocated.

He frowned and stepped in.

Chen Qinghuan waited for two hours and finally waited until he came back.

Seeing Ling Shaochen ignoring his indifferent appearance, Chen Qinghuan's heart instantly fell to the bottom of the valley, and he went down the sofa barefoot and directly stopped the man's footsteps.

Ling Shaochen's eyes turned slightly, and saw the woman's small feet stepping on the cold floor, and his brows frowned even tighter, "I still have a job, so I have something to say later."

Under the light, the man's face was cold and his whole body was filled with coldness. His dark eyes stared at Chen Qinghuan for a moment.

The gaze that wanted to see through him shot directly at Chen Qinghuan like a sharp blade, Chen Qinghuan felt a pain in his heart.

Facing Ling Shaochen's ruthless face, Chen Qinghuan's eyes were red, "Shaochen, I'm pregnant."

I knew in my heart that the man seemed to have no feelings for this child, but Chen Qinghuan still wanted to tell him again with his attitude of being happy.

Ling Shaochen's eyes were cold. While Chen Qinghuan said she was pregnant, her big hands were clenched into fists and her whole body was tense.

Chen Qinghuan's eyes were filled with mist, and the expected joy was not waiting for it, and what he waited for was the man's ruthlessness.

He sneered and looked at the cold man who was above his head with some annoyance, "What's your attitude? This is your child."

Ling Shaochen's eyes were cold, and his hands were clenched into fists, making a creaking sound. Seeing this, Chen Qinghuan's face turned pale.

I was even more reluctant to believe it. Ling Shaochen actually wanted to take action?

"You want to hit me?" Chen Qinghuan's tears had fallen, and a shallow mark left on her delicate face.

"You are pregnant, have a good rest." Ling Shaochen spoke in a low voice, and then walked away directly.

The originally bright eyes were dim at this time, and Chen Qinghuan couldn't believe that this was the man who loved him.

She was a mother for the first time. As a child’s father, shouldn’t he be as quiet as her and be silent in joy?

The relationship between the two was stiff, and Chen Qinghuan still thought that it was God who asked them to ease the relationship through their children, but went against the scene.

I took impulsive steps and directly chased back to the bedroom, but there was no one in the bedroom, and there was no Ling Shaochen at all.

Chen Qinghuan turned around and headed towards the study with red eyes.

When I walked to the door of the study, I heard Ling Shaochen calling, "Are you sure he hasn't left the hotel that night?"

After receiving the response from there, Ling Shaochen's face suddenly sank, and anger surged in his eyes, which could burst out at any time.

Chen Qinghuan widened his eyes in surprise. What does Ling Shaochen mean? Is an idea coming to my mind.

"Do you suspect that the child in my belly is not yours?" Chen Qinghuan looked at the man in disbelief, saying this as if he had used all his strength.

Ling Shaochen turned around and saw the thin and helpless woman at the door. His eyes darkened and his thin lips were tightly pursed into a line.

The silent accusation was like a ruthless thrusting on her face, so painful that she could not breathe.

Covered under the light, the man's face was cut like a knife, with a cold breath, and his eyes were dark, just like Shura who walked out of hell.

He looks handsome and elegant, but he is so cruel and ruthless that he doesn't even admit his own child, and he actually suspects it is someone else's?

Chen Qinghuan pulled the corner of her mouth slightly, and she was full of mockery, "Ling Shaochen, you are just a bastard."

After saying that, he turned around and ran out.

The night was as cold as water. Chen Qinghuan left the villa and ran far away in one breath. He stopped until his breath was short and he could no longer run.

He bent over and panted heavily, but the tears in his eyes fell down at some point.

Ling Shaochen stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, looking at the dim lights outside, his eyes were dark and deep, and his whole body was covered with cold air conditioning.

The woman's delicate and helpless face appeared in her mind, and his heart ached, and she turned around and strode out of the villa.

The thin figure became more and more pity. Ling Shaochen's steps were slightly paused, and the expression in his eyes could not be seen clearly under the dark light.

Chen Qinghuan heard the footsteps and turned her head. When she saw Ling Shaochen chasing her, she pulled the corner of her mouth slightly.

The next second, when his eyes darkened, the person fell to the ground.

"Qinghuan." With an anxious voice, the man rushed over with a quick step and hugged the woman in the waist.

When Chen Qinghuan opened her eyes, it was already bright outside, and the smell of disinfectant was smelling in her breath, and she recalled the situation last night in her mind.

His eyes turned slightly and he saw the man with his eyes closed on the sofa next to him, his straight nose and thin lips tightly pursed together.

His frowning brows showed his irritable heart.

Chen Qinghuan's nose was sore, and tears instantly scattered the foundation of her eyes. She turned her head and wiped her eyes to hide her emotions.

Ling Shaochen suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the person on the bed. Seeing that the woman's head turned aside, she was obviously awake, and her calm heart relaxed.

The man walked to the edge of the bed, and the woman's closed eyes were the woman's eyes. Ling Shaochen's eyes became darker and his thin lips opened lightly.

"You have a good rest, I will ask Aunt Wang to take care of you."

Since she didn't want to face it, Ling Shaochen wouldn't force it. After all, he didn't know what to say at this time.

Listening to the footsteps of leaving, Chen Qinghuan turned his head and looked at the empty ward. The sour smell once again came to his heart.

Aunt Wang soon came to the hospital and took care of Chen Qinghuan meticulously. Because of her emotional excitement, she had low progesterone and needed to rest in the hospital for two more days.

Until the moment he was discharged from the hospital, Ling Shaochen never appeared again.

Chen Qinghuan looked at the empty villa and felt mixed emotions. Aunt Wang glanced at her and said, "Mrs. Young Madam, let's go in."

Chen Qinghuan turned his head and blinked his long eyelashes twice, "Aunt Wang, you go in, I want to go back to my own home."

Aunt Wang was stunned, "Mrs. Young Madam, you are pregnant with a child now..."

"Don't worry, I'll pay attention." Chen Qinghuan blocked Aunt Wang's thoughts, and she knew her own body.

Instead of living a suppressed life here, it is better to leave yourself. Time can dilute everything, perhaps for them, the best choice.

Chen Qinghuan had nowhere to go, so he pulled his suitcase to Zhuang Nuan's B&B again.

When Zhuang Nuan saw her, she was surprised, "What's wrong with you? You've lost so much weight?"

Zhuang Nuan also learned about Chen Qinghuan. She was envious of her family lovers. How could she become so haggard after not seeing each other for a few days?

Chen Qinghuan's lips curled up, "Don't you want to eat what you cook."

Zhuang Nuan took the salute from her hand and said nothing, "Since you want to eat, tell me, I will make it for you immediately if you want to eat."

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