Dear CEO, I’m Pregnant - Chapter 291

Yeah.

“It’s not only to die together that we can show the greatness of love. It’s the greatest to live for each other.”

The heart of speech is sour, and a little painful.

Shortly after the end of Yanyu’s phone call with Qin rang, he received a call from Ji Mufeng. His voice was a little weak and he was sorry: “Miss Yan, I can’t find your life experience. I have paid you ten times the deposit you submitted earlier.”

Yan Yu’s eyebrows and heart jumped heavily, and pursed the corners of his lips: “well, OK, but you can keep the deposit.”

“No, I didn’t. I should be punished.”

Ji Mufeng hangs up the phone and transfers money to Yu Yu’s account. After the transfer, the money in his bank card is almost gone. He just pretends to be forced to finish. He turns his head and stares at his mother with shining eyes. He stands up and pinches his mother’s shoulder.

“Are you tired, Ma? Is the shoulder sour? ”

Ji’s mother is watching TV, glancing at Ji Mufeng: “tell me, how much is it?”

Shi jiaran didn’t expect that she made an appointment and got such news. Although she thought the news was very strange, she thought Ji Mufeng would give her some powerful news. As a result, it was just a few pictures of Lu Yan kissing on the wall in the dark.

The metaphor is obviously drunk. The photo is not taken secretly, because Lu Yan stares at the camera with provocative and smile in his eyes.

Cheng Ci and Lu Yan look like each other. However, when Shi jiaran gets to know them, she can tell the subtle differences between them. Her intuition also tells her that this person is Lu Yan.

When Jia ran looked for a long time, did not understand what meaning, she had to call Ji Mufeng.

Ji Mufeng said: “this group of photos was taken when Cheng Ci was still alive. Yu Yu was Cheng Ci’s girlfriend at that time. Yu Yu loved Cheng CI very much. How could she be with Lu Yan? And not long after that, Cheng CI died. ”

Cheng CI died?

The color of Shi jiaran’s eyes gradually deepened.

Cheng Ci’s death, the cause of his death, and his funeral are all secrets that the Cheng family has concealed for a long time. Even the Shi family, who has always been close to the Cheng family, don’t know how Cheng CI died.

Some people say that Cheng CI died in a car accident, others say that he died of an emergency.

The Cheng family did not officially publish the cause of death of the process speech, and all the statements were circulated in the public.

Shi jiaran also feels strange about Cheng Ci’s death. If he died in a car accident, why should he hide it? If he died of a disease, it’s unlikely, because Cheng CI has always been in good health and has never heard of any disease.

Ji Mufeng continued: “do you think it’s possible that words and expressions can’t distinguish the two brothers?”

, as like as two peas, shook his head with certainty. “No, I can distinguish Lu Yan and Cheng CI. They are not exactly alike. Let alone the words, the words are necessarily divided into Lu Yan and Cheng CI.”

“Yes, that’s the point of the problem. There must be a clear distinction between Cheng’s words and Lu Yan’s. you can think about the specific problems yourself.”

Shi jiaran slowly hooked the corner of her lips and chuckled. After a while, she slowly said, “Ji Mufeng, you don’t know the specific situation, but you think this photo is very important to Lu Yan.”

Ji Mufeng’s eyes are bright and his voice is smiling, just like an excited husky: “little sister, you know me very well!”

In response, Shi jiaran hung up his phone with no expression on her face, leaving only the cold “dudududu” in the microphone Sound.

Ji Mufeng doesn’t care either. He throws his mobile phone on the bed. He goes to the floor mirror and bares his upper body, revealing his beautiful muscles. The lines are clear and the texture is powerful. He is handsome and sunny. He shows off his muscles in general.

He couldn’t control the rising of the corner of his mouth. He couldn’t help laughing when he thought of last night.

Then, as if he remembered something, he went to get his mobile phone and made a phone call to his friends. Young master Ji languidly lay on the bed, and his voice was even more lazy. He pulled a lot of things blindly, and then slowly led to the questions he wanted to ask.

He said casually: “Chen Yi, what did you do before How many minutes do you have when you are broken

Chen Yizheng next, and then remembered last night Ji Mufeng happily followed a little sister left the bar, Chen Yixiao and thief cheap: “you broken? Three seconds? ”

“Go away.”

“Two seconds?”

Ji Mufeng: “I can go to your little drumstick, shut your mouth, I will not pour the golden gun for an hour, OK?”

Chen Yili Ma laughs: “the cow skin blows through the sky! The little virgin wants an hour more! What’s the matter, my little sister? ”

Ji Mufeng immediately changed his face and yelled at him: “Chen Yi, don’t fuck her, or I will beat you to call dad.”

Chen Yi: “lying trough, come true, little virgin is so pure?” Ji Mufeng “pa…” After a while, he hung up his mobile phone and searched the Internet directly. In fact, he was a little uneasy. He didn’t know what kind of man was normal and what kind of man was excellent. He had no idea about his performance last night, and he didn’t know whether Shi jiaran liked him or notWhat kind of

Yanyu returns to her apartment, and Lu Yan is right behind her. Not long after that, she also returns home. The apartment is filled with the fragrance of rice, the aunt is still cooking soup, the flame on the stove is burning, the soup in the soup pot is gently spitting bubbles, the afterglow of the setting sun falls in from the window, the whole room is hazy on a layer of yellow water light, the living room’s low table, little star is sitting in the arms of words, doing math problems, kindergarten layout, the simplest one digit plus one digit, Yu’s eyes are drooping, her hair is soft, and the outline of her side face is soft. Lu Shumu sits next to Yu and also lowers his head to do his homework.

This is probably the most beautiful picture of home in all men’s imagination.

Lu Yan’s chest hit hard, soft and sour.

Lu Yan changed his shoes, went over, picked his eyebrows, and asked, “do we have to learn mathematics in kindergarten now? It’s so hard. ”

Yanyu pursed his lips and didn’t look up: “look at your son, he has learned more than your daughter, and this is kindergarten homework, every child must learn.”

Little star lying on the table, big round eyes looking at Lu Yan, some helpless: “Dad.”

Lu Yan said that he could not help her. Although he felt that his daughter would not have to study mathematics so early, it seems that he did not think so. Compared with his wife, his daughter is more important.

Lu Yan stepped into the bedroom to change his clothes. After waiting for several minutes, he came out and found that little star was still working on the question just now. How much is 2 plus 2? Yu has told her several times.