Dear CEO, I’m Pregnant - Chapter 296

It can only be said that they are not suitable.

She is a little woman, she does not have such big ambition, she can not accept the people she loves to marry others, have children with others, she just wants to be a couple all her life.

Although give up song qingran, let her think of, the heart shrunk up, bursts of pain in the body.

Yu Yu knows these facts are very hurtful, but she continues to finish: “so, song qingran can’t move Jiang Sheng. He must marry Jiang Sheng and make him pregnant. The request from Jiang’s family is not only to get married, but also to let Jiang Sheng have children.”

The hearts of the north and the South were huddled together, and it was hard to breathe.

Her eyes drooped, her scalp tingled, and her hands and feet were even colder. The voice of the metaphor was a little deep: “song qingran kept the news of his marriage from you. He probably wanted to protect you, trapped you in the villa, and also wanted to protect you and your children. But unexpectedly, you ran out. As soon as you ran out, Jiang Sheng got the news. Jiang Sheng is pregnant. Naturally, she can’t tolerate other women having her husband’s children in their stomachs. Although song qingran claims that the child in your stomach is not his, Jiang Sheng doesn’t believe it at all. In other words, she would rather kill her by mistake than let it go, so she goes to Zhao Dong and asks Zhao Dong to dispose of the child in your stomachs.

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In front of the eyes of the north and the South flashed the picture of the child’s flow, bloody, red full of eyes, all over the mind, her heart was as sour as death.

Her children

Perhaps the most desperate is that at that time, she can clearly feel the loss of life, but there is nothing she can do.

North and South clenched teeth, in addition to hate, or hate, hate is like a flame, burning in the chest, burning her heart, let her pain to lose breath.

“Song qingran is restricted by Jiang Sheng. It’s hard for him to act alone recently. I guess he wants to take you away from the hospital, but he’s also worried that you will be framed by Jiang Sheng.”

“Is it?” The north and the South smile lightly, and the thick irony is in their eyes. “Do I have to thank him, his kindness, his greatness and his sacrifice?” She took a deep breath, and then suppressed the coming tears: “what does he think he is, what do he think I am, why does his career sacrifice me, sacrifice my children, what he needs is a great woman, I’m not, I don’t deserve to be with him at all! I should never have known him in my life

Yu hugged her: “Beibei, calm down.”

The lines of her whole body were tightly stretched, and her tears filled her eyes. Her eyes were hot, and she bit her teeth: “ah Yu My child is so pathetic I chose the wrong father for him, so that he didn’t even have the chance to be born. ”

The metaphor hugs her tightly, she can feel the pain of North and south, she also hates.

The loss of children, men but a moment of pain, may also feel relief, but women are the most injured, their injuries, may take a long time to subside, may never be able to ease.

North and South clenched her fingers, but she couldn’t restrain her trembling. She closed her eyes, and tears fell from the corner of her eyes and disappeared into her shoulder.

Song family.

Song qingran’s deep eyes are dark, and the ice is deep. He listens to the report of his subordinates, and the subordinates say without expression: “Miss Nan and Nan are in good health and mental condition recently, but recently there has been a strange man who always goes to see her.”

“Strange man?” Song qingran repeated in a low voice, “did you take photos?”

The subordinates presented the photos, which were taken secretly. They were all photos of the north and the South and thin inkstone. From some angles, they looked very close, but what made song qingran uncomfortable was that thin inkstone looked at the north and the South with ambiguous and aggressive eyes, as well as the feeling of not being clear. That was a man’s look at a woman.

Song qingran’s fingers are clenched, and the veins on his well-defined hand are raised. He tightens the outline, and his temple sinks heavily: “what does he do every day?”

“This man didn’t do anything. He would go to the hospital every day. Sometimes he went upstairs, sometimes he didn’t go upstairs, sometimes he went in to see it, sometimes he just looked at it at the door. Miss North and South should know, but she didn’t stop him.”

Song qingran suddenly remembers the intimacy between the north and the South and Bo Yan. His anger engulfs his reason. He clenches his cheeks and waves his hand, sweeping everything on the table to the floor.

The crystal ashtray fell on the ground, making a dull and violent sound.

He also felt that it was not enough. He stood up, kicked the chair and overturned it. He pulled the collar irritably. His eyes were dim and his voice was cold. He said: “go to find out the identity of that man. He dares to touch my man.”

The subordinate hesitated: “that man drives ordinary people every day. I observed him for a few days. His clothes are very ordinary. He works in a technology company every day. He is an ordinary it worker.”

“Is it?” Song qingran’s voice can’t hear happiness and anger, but his expression obviously tells everyone that he is not happy.It was at this time that Jiang Sheng entered the study. With milk in her hand and a light smile, she directly asked song qingran’s subordinates to step down. Then she said to song qingran, “what’s the matter, aren’t you happy?” She put the milk on the table and said softly, “drink the milk and relax.”

I don’t know which sentence angered song qingran. He was like a devil from hell. His eyes were dark and his fingers were cold. He grabbed Jiang Sheng by the neck and pressed her on the wall.

Song qingran said without emotion: “Jiang Sheng, you’ve been acting a lot recently. Don’t make me angry, or I’ll let you have a taste of regret!”

Jiang Sheng’s eyes are very sad. She looks at Song qingran with deep feelings. She wears a thin skirt and shows a large area of skin. She says, “qingran, calm down, OK? I have a stomachache.”

She frowned tightly: “this is our child.”

Song qingran’s eyes remained unchanged: “don’t threaten me with children. I don’t care about little animals. People like me don’t deserve to have offspring. This child, if you have the ability to live, you will be born. If you don’t have the ability to live, you will die in your stomach sooner or later.”

His voice is very low, in such a dark study, people have no reason to cool back.

Jiang Sheng is not afraid. She never seems to be afraid of song qingran. Even if song qingran pinches her neck, she seems to be trying to break her neck. When she saw song qingran’s cold face, she held out her hand and touched song qingran’s face, smiling charming. Then, she slowly stretched out her leg and hooked it on song qingran’s powerful waist. When she moved, her skirt slipped slightly, revealing her white and tender skin, with endless spring color and charming in her heart: “qingran, how can you be so bad? Children will understand.”