Jian Qian looked at him angrily, wanting you to care?
"The wound hurts as soon as it moves, but acting in front of them is enough. I still want to act with you?"
He said so.
Jian Qian was immediately angry. What kind of bloody life was he living?
Can't he want Feng?
Can't he...
Can't it just be safe?
But he won't.
Jian Qian knew that he had his own plans in his heart, which was a kind of persistence that had been for years, as if life and death would be the same if it was not successful.
However, the wounds in his heart were so deep.
It's so deep that it seems that blood will flow continuously at any time.
How did he bear it?
There must be a lot of blood flowing there.
"Just the young master of the Feng family you met while having dinner with Liu Yuntian. Don't look at the harmless people and animals that make him laugh. This is his masterpiece."
“…”
He pointed at his heart and wiped her tears, "Stop crying, it is said that women cry too much when they are pregnant, and the children they give birth to have also like to cry."
Her tears continued to flow. She lowered her eyes and wanted to push his hand away, but he held it in his palm, "Jian Qian, don't be too emotional."
Jian Qian didn't know what he meant by saying "Don't be too emotional", so she couldn't help asking him: "Why did Mr. Feng appear here?"
He smiled and said lightly: "President Feng likes beauty more."
Jian Qian felt that he deserved to die, but when she thought of his injuries, she knew that she didn't really think so.
She still hopes that he can get everything he wants.
Feng Ying looked at her and felt that she would cry any more. He had to give a briefing. He had no choice but to change the topic, "How about going to help me wipe my back?"
"Um."
She agreed.
The two went to the bathroom, and she really just helped him wipe his back and shoulders.
Jian Qian thought for a while and said, "I plan to go back to City A."
"when?"
"Just tomorrow."
Jian Qian said.
Feng Ying thought for a while, "Since you're here, go back later."
"Late? Don't you think I'm not right here?"
"Well, but it's not appropriate for you to go back now."
Feng Ying said.
"Why?"
Jian Qian asked him without understanding.
"Fu Yanye is no longer in the city. If you go back, there is no one to take care of you. It's better to be here."
He said thoughtfully.
Jian Qian still didn't understand, but she didn't ask any more questions.
That night, he did not leave again.
While the two were lying on the same bed, Jian Qian couldn't help but go to see him. He seemed to be asleep, but he didn't seem to have no.
Every time she went to see him, he would approach her.
Later, she didn't know why she fell asleep. At first, she felt very uncomfortable, and regretted and even blamed herself deeply for Zhuo Jian's affairs, but...
She still fell asleep, in his warm arms.
The next morning, when she woke up again, Feng Ying was no longer there.
The loss in her heart was indescribable. She knew that she could no longer deny the fact that she fell in love with him.
But during breakfast, Liu Yuntian and his wife came over and called her unexpected.
And Mrs. Liu suddenly became very friendly and held her hand: "Miss Jian, I was wrong last night, your face is okay?"
"Um."
Jian Qian looked at her in confusion.
"Oh, it's all his fault. I didn't tell me anything clearly. Fortunately..."
"Fortunately, it has been explained clearly."
Liu Yuntian stood beside the two of them, and stopped his wife's words.
Jian Qian was a little confused, "What did you explain clearly?"
"It has become the past between us."
Liu Yuntian looked at her and said.
Jian Qian was stunned for a moment, but then smiled, "It's indeed over long ago."
Now, he has his family, she has her...
Jian Qian gently held her lower abdomen.
Mrs. Liu pulled her in and said, "I heard from Yuntian that you like to eat southern breakfast, so I specially asked someone to prepare it. Today we will have breakfast with you, okay?"
"ah?"
Without waiting for her to agree, a servant from the Liu family brought the breakfast in and quickly put it on the table.
Jian Qian looked at Liu Yuntian in confusion. Liu Yuntian smiled slightly and didn't say anything more.
Jian Qian had a meal and was very uneasy at first, but later she got used to it.
"I didn't mean to cause trouble for you. Who made him feel uneasy? You know, we have no emotional foundation. I was attracted by his face, so..."
"I used to be attracted by his face, but I actually think he is unstable and immature."
"You two are enough."
Liu Yuntian was a little dissatisfied.
"But he is no longer as steady and mature as before, and he is much more stable and mature, and it is worth looking forward to."
Jian Qian naturally knew how to continue the conversation.
"Well? I think he is better now than before."
"Well, especially with a woman like Mrs. Liu being around, he will definitely be more and more responsible."
"Oh, don't call me Mrs. Liu. I'm a few years younger than you. From now on, call you Sister Jian Qian. Just call me Xiaohui. My name is Zhong Chuhui."
Mrs. Liu finally let go of her grudges.
Although Jian Qian doesn't understand why she became like this suddenly, she hopes it's true.
After all, getting slapped is not a fun thing.
"I discussed with Yuntian to pick you up. We still have a house in the suburbs of the city. I hope you can go there to take care of your baby."
Zhong Chuhui said.
“…”
Jian Qian looked at her in confusion, and then looked at Liu Yuntian.
"You just agree, otherwise she will be uneasy."
"But……"
"Don't do it, I promise that you will give birth to a fat and fat eldest son, and I want to be my son's godmother, just let him go."
“…”
Jian Qian gradually seemed to understand something, and then confirmed with Liu Yuntian.
Liu Yuntian said: "She believes that what is in your belly is not mine."
"ah."
Jian Qian nodded reluctantly.
So that's it.
However, thinking that Feng Ying told her not to leave last night, of course she wanted to stay, but she was also worried about Zhuo Jian's affairs, so she really couldn't stay much.
After meeting Feng Ying last night, she felt better and was ready to leave.
"You can't leave even if you want to. You have been targeted by the Feng family, so now you can only follow us."
"What?"
"Just think I can't give birth, and then you give birth to the child for me to raise."
Zhong Chuhui said so.
Jian Qian: “…”
"Anyway, you can't leave now, so we have to have an excuse, so it's easy for outsiders to respond to it."
Liu Yuntian reminded her.
Jian Qian understood that there were thorns outside now.
She had to nod, "Okay."
——
That day, Jian Qian called Fu Yanye. Fu Yanye's voice was hoarse, and she said, "Take good care of yourself, don't be impulsive anymore, and hang up."