Mr.Qin, Baby Sweetheart wants a hug - Chapter 632

The next morning, hanjingnian’s car just drove into the gate of the company and saw the familiar man not far away.

Jiang Panyu also saw the woman.

But she restrained for the time being, pouted and looked at him unhappily.

Han jingnian continued to step on the accelerator, but Wei Yu was directly in front of the car.

She walked around to the window, her eyes filled with tears: “jingnian, can I talk to you again?”

“What I want to say has been said yesterday.” Han jingnian’s voice was cold.

“But I…”

“I’ll wait for you in the office first.” Jiang Panyu smiled at him, then untied his seat belt, opened the door and went out.

And turned and waved to him.

Han jingnian frowned slightly and couldn’t understand what her abnormal behavior meant.

Wei Yu sat in the co pilot’s seat and breathed slowly: “I’ve figured it out. I’m not going to have this child.”

“Jingnian…”

Han jingnian interrupted her: “the child is yours. You have the right to make any decision.”

Wei Yu burst into tears: “in fact, I didn’t think you would marry again so soon.”

“Do you really think it’s appropriate for such a young girl? Does she know what marriage is?”

“If she is a few years younger, she can be your daughter…”

“Wei Yu, what do you want to say?” a trace of anger came out of the bottom of Han jingnian’s eyes.

“Your father and I…”

“That’s enough!” he growled. “I said, there’s no need to mention it again.”

“I can remove the child, I can make a change, jingnian… Why can’t we forget the past?”

“I regret……” she covered her face and sobbed.

For herself, for her past mistakes, for her betrayal of marriage again and again.

But she knew it was too late.

Han jingnian looked at her indifferently: “Wei Yu, we shouldn’t have started this marriage from the beginning. There’s no need to continue our mistakes.”

“Get out of the car and don’t see each other again.”

“Your present wife, do you like her? Do you really like her?”

Han jingnian was silent for a moment and didn’t answer.

Wei Yu smiled gently: “jingnian, what you like and enjoy is just the feeling brought to you by a young body. This will never be love.”

Knock knock——

Jiang Panyu bent over and knocked on the window.

Han jingnian opened the door and walked down.

She took his arm. “Haven’t you finished yet?”

“Why did you get down?”

“Can’t you come down?”

Jiang Pan Yu’s head snuggled up to him and Jiao didi said, “I’m hungry. Didn’t you agree to have breakfast in the office?”

Wei Yu calmed down and came out of the car: “I’m sorry, jingnian, I’m always bothering you… Not in the future.”

She turned to go.

Jiang Panyu suddenly said, “really not?”

She went around to Wei Yu and stared at her: “since you have something to say to Han jingnian, I’ll give you a chance and time. What you want to say is clear and finished?”

“Won’t appear in front of him again in the future?”

“…” Wei Yu was caught off guard. Under her questioning, she panicked.

Jiang pan sighed: “I really don’t like you, not only because you are Han jingnian’s ex-wife, your face… Makes me feel very uncomfortable.”

She went back, firmly hugged Han jingnian’s arm, raised her head and stared at him: “today is the last time. If you meet her again, I’ll run away from home again. It’s useless for you to coax me.”

“I’m serious, cold year.”

Wei Yu was shocked that the young girl spoke to Han jingnian in such a tone.

And he, she can’t ignore the connivance in his eyes

It was an expression she had never captured in their marriage.

Han jingnian never loved her. He married her just to cover up the scandal.

Never loved, now, how can you stay for her.

She was ridiculous. She lost. She lost without any chips.

Looking at Wei Yu leaving in a panic, Jiang Panyu turned around and pestered the man beside her: “people are gone. What else are you looking at?”

“If you can’t bear it, either you catch up and comfort her?”

Han jingnian raised his hand, touched her head and smiled warmly.

“Why don’t you talk? Do you blame me for being too cruel to her just now?”

He put his arm around her shoulder and walked forward: “if you feel happy, don’t run to Beicheng so far to annoy me.”

Jiang Panyu stopped, grabbed his suit coat and tiptoed: “in the cold year, you always say I toss you.”

She narrowed her eyes with a smile, approached his ear and deliberately said softly, “do you like me tossing you?”

Han jingnian held her wrist and glanced at the surrounding employees: “in public, converge a little, huh?”