My Paranoid Crippled Husband - Chapter 502

When the promotional film endorsed by Aidou is on sale. The moment caused a lot of heat, and the counters of Yin group became more popular, and even lined up a team like a long dragon.

And now.

It has been a week since Wen Qing divorced song Minghui. But warmth, but has not been discharged from the hospital, so that the reporters waiting outside the door do not know how to do well.

Song Minghui’s life has been going well since his divorce.

He met directly with the media and held a press conference immediately after his divorce.

At the press conference, I sincerely apologized to you. Apologize for occupying everyone’s public resources because of your own affairs. I’m sorry.

But at the same time, he also made a strong statement. He didn’t know that the child in the tender belly was fake, and he didn’t know who she was acting with. He completely described himself as a victim.

And in the period he said. There was no movement over there. No matter how wise song Minghui is to protect himself and clean himself. She never said a word and never defended herself.

It made everyone interested in what she was thinking. After all, this is not her character.

Late at night. After dressing up, President Wen came to the warm ward.

When I saw my daughter sitting there leisurely watching the scenery, the whole person was angry to cerebral hemorrhage.

“Are you still in the mood to see the scenery? Do you know what the outside world says?”

“What does it matter to me what the outside world says?” Looking back tenderly, looking at his father’s eyes with a bit of contempt and ridicule. “Wen’s group is yours, not mine. What’s more, if the security system of Wen’s group didn’t go wrong this time, would there be so many things?”

“You still talk about me now?”

“Otherwise?” He got up tenderly and looked at his father with a high attitude. “If you hadn’t listened to Wen Ruo at the beginning, would Wen’s group be such a dilemma now?”

“Don’t you point at you waste?” President Wen seldom gets angry with his daughter, but this time he really can’t stand it. “Originally, Wen’s group should have a good future. As a result, because of you! Because you continue to do those incredible things! Wen’s group has to face-to-face conflict with Si’s group!”

“Blame me again.” Warmth really doesn’t know who is right and who is wrong in this matter. I really don’t know how to say that my father is good. “I’m your daughter. Wenruo is just a child of a relative’s family. You treat Wenruo better than my own daughter, and now you blame me for my mischief?”

“I just indulged you too much!” President Wen clenched his fists and endured his emotions all the time. “Otherwise, you wouldn’t be here to make sarcastic remarks!”

“Sarcastic remarks? I’m helping Wen’s group. Do you understand?” Warmth said here, Leng hum said: “now only I can help Wen’s group reverse the world. If you continue to fight me, you will only hurt yourself in the end.”

“What can you do?” Mr. Wen doesn’t believe that his daughter will have any way to break the deadlock. Where there is, Wen’s group will not come to this day.

“As long as you cooperate with me in a play, Wen’s group will be saved.” He looked at his father with warmth and determination and smiled slowly. “However, if you want Wen’s group to be safe, you can only sacrifice Wen Ruo. I don’t know whether you are willing or not.”

——*

One late night.

Accompanied by a private doctor, Wen Ruo gave birth to a baby boy.

She dared not go to the hospital or tell anyone about it. Because the child in her belly can’t be found by the Gao family, let alone the Wen family.

She looked at her child, at her baby born in October. Heart, soft down bit by bit.

“My child…” she stretched out her hand and carefully touched the little baby’s face. Tears fell down the corners of her eyes.

For a moment. There was a strange and terrible feeling in her heart.

She thought… There’s nothing wrong with following this little guy.

Maybe put everything down and get out of here. Maybe it’s a new life for yourself.

Just as her imagination has just begun. The door was kicked open by violence.

Wen Ruo subconsciously protects the child in his arms. He looked at the visitor in horror and vigilance.

When she saw clearly that it was song Minghui, her heart finally fell down. “You still know the news, don’t you?”

“Boys and girls.” Song Minghui walked towards this side and asked, “why doesn’t the child cry?”

“Child, he……” Wen Ruo reacted now! Why haven’t your children cried since they were born? Is it

“… you produce at home?” Song Minghui walked over to him with a strong temper, grabbed the child and patted him gently. But I couldn’t wait for the baby to cry. “Don’t you know you’ll have a problem like this?”

“Why doesn’t he cry?” This time, even Wenruo became flustered. “Is there anything wrong with the baby?”

“You’re really… Not enough to succeed, more than enough to fail.” Song Minghui immediately walked towards the door with the child in his arms, without giving Wen Ruo another look.

“Where are you going!” Wenruo wants to get up! However, just after the production, I don’t have any strength. I really can’t get up. “You give the child back to me!”

“Still? This is my child. Why should I give it to you?” Song Minghui said this and disappeared into the night.

Wen ruohao reacted for a long time, stretched out his hand and stretched it in the direction of the child’s disappearance. “My child. My child…”

——*

After leaving the door. Song Minghui’s footsteps stopped gradually. The child was handed over to the nanny who had been waiting outside for a long time. “Take good care of the child. I won’t allow the child to make any mistakes in your hands.”

“Don’t worry, young master. I’m very experienced in taking care of children.” After holding the baby in her arms, the nanny directly sat in a nanny car and left.

Song Minghui turns around and silently looks at the house Wen Ruo is looking for. My heart hurts badly.

He also wants to take her away this time. But… As she said, she won’t go with herself.

Buzzing, buzzing, the phone rings.

Song Minghui glanced at the caller ID. A man at the top of his heart

“Oh, you’ve always been on the tip of my heart.” Song Minghui suddenly felt that his remarks were funny. Because she never loved herself from beginning to end. “It’s over. It’s good for each other.”

He hung up the phone, turned around and got into the car.

This time, I won’t protect you anymore.