Young Master Fu’s Unexpected Cute Wife - Chapter 1100

It’s cooler at night.

“Ah

Sheng Yan woke up in his sleep, his face was ruined, and he was sweating like he had just picked it up from the water.

She had a dream.

In my dream, I kept repeating the moment when I rolled down the stairs. The bright red blood flowed down from the root of my leg,.

She saw the formed child turned into mud and was taken out of her body.

The people around her were scolding her:

“Sheng Yan, you are so cruel! Even your own children

“Wicked woman! You have to die! ”

“Such a woman must have no children or grandchildren.”

The picture is torn into pieces, and the scene is changed in an instant. Yan wanwan holds xiaoyan’an back and says to her, “Sheng Yan, you disappoint me so much. How can a woman like you be my son’s godmother?”

Guan Qingjiu also avoids her like snakes and scorpions. Xiaotiantian runs away when she sees her from a distance.

A fetus full of blood lying on the ground crying at her ferociously: “Mom, why don’t you want me? You said you would love me! Even if you don’t love me, why did you kill me? ”

……

Sheng Yan gasped heavily and poured a large glass of water into his mouth before he managed to calm down.

It’s just a dream.

Sheng Yan comforts himself.

She was so scared that she couldn’t sleep. She turned on her mobile phone and looked at it at will.

Sheng Yanxiao San

Sheng Yan’s murder of Mu Qichen’s former fiancee

[Sheng Yan pushes down pregnant women]

……

Sheng Yan was surprised to find that his name frequently appeared on the forum in the circle.

She’s not in a good mood these two days. She hasn’t been on the social platform very much. Now the news that she’s a junior and she’s murdering Dannuo is well known.

Some people even came out and said, “south city. We all know about Sheng Yan and Shan Nuo half a year ago. Don’t doubt that Sheng Yan is a junior. It’s true. It’s just that mu Qichen is pressing down and doesn’t get out

Another “insider” revealed: “coordinate South City + 1. Don’t wash those friends who are smoking any more. Be careful to slap them in the face. Sheng Yan not only makes Shan Nuo retire from mu Qichen’s fiancee, but also tries to force the palace with his son

……

[the topic of Xiaosan is never new in this circle. It suddenly occurred to me that Mrs. y, who is a model by profession, seems to be a junior

In this way, it’s not new. A female designer surnamed g gave birth to a daughter behind her back, and now she’s taking her back home with her

[tut tut… No wonder they are good friends!]

… Mrs. y and designer g almost named Yan wanwan and Guan Qingjiu.

Sheng Yan stroked his forehead and felt dizzy.

How did she lead such a chaotic life?

If you don’t protect your children well, even your best friends will be implicated now.

Heart is like the wind blowing empty, there is a fear of being abandoned by the world.

Sheng Yan still remembers that when she left the map, she told wanwan that she had gone abroad to collect wind. She didn’t even go to xiaoyan’an’s birth and full moon wine… Now wanwan and sake know that she suddenly disappeared not for any work, but to be a junior.

The dawn broke.

Sheng Yan tightly holding the mobile phone, finally boil to seven or eight o’clock in the morning, Sheng Yan dialed a phone.

A familiar voice came from the other end of the phone. After Yanwan became a mother, she spoke more gently than she remembered.

“I’m sorry, I lied to you. I’m not going abroad. I’m at Mu’s. I’m sorry to be late. I didn’t come to see Xiao Rui when he was sick. I didn’t even make a phone call. ”

Sheng Yan looks at the ceiling powerlessly. Under the great psychological pressure, she seems to have lost hearing what Yanwan is saying.

“I’m not a third party,” she said. I don’t want to be a third party. ”

“Yan’er, where are you now?” Yan wanwan recognized that Sheng Yan was not in the right mood and immediately gave up consolation, “tell me, where are you? Still at Mu’s? ”

Yan wanwan’s voice is firm and soothing.

“In… In the imperial capital. I’m back. ”

I’m finally back.

–

Early in the morning, Shengjia villa welcomed guests.

Sheng Jiyang was stunned when he heard the bodyguard report. Their whereabouts were secret, and the people in the imperial circle hardly knew the news of their return.

“His wife said her surname was Yan and she was a friend of Miss Sheng Yan.” The bodyguard said, “but she brought eight bodyguards who reached out to her…”

It seems that those who come are not good.

Sheng Jiyang heard the surname “Yan”, vaguely had a guess, let the other party please come in.

“Who?” Ansley, with a lollipop in his mouth, askew his head and asked Sheng Jiyang suspiciously.

“Simon’s wife.” Mu Qichen’s concise explanation.

As soon as Ansley’s eyes brightened, he immediately positioned the other side: “the female model who cooked delicious food?”

Well, remember that people cook delicious food.

In the evening, a servant led her in. She was in a hurry and couldn’t wait to see Sheng Yan.

As soon as I entered, I saw two men sitting in the living room. They seemed to be waiting for her.

The man sitting is very eye-catching, with white skin, three-dimensional facial features and green eyes. He is a Western man.

The standing man is tall and straight, with wide shoulders and long legs. His facial features are seven points similar to Sheng Yan’s, and he is handsome with a evil charm.

“Ji, Jiyang brother?” It was a long time before he spoke.

“Wanwan, I heard that you are not only married, but also have a baby.” Sheng Jiyang skillfully spoke, as if the two had not been separated for four or five years.

He looks handsome and charming, but he is very gentle when talking with his sisters.

Yan wanwan now has no time to chat with Sheng Jiyang, “Jiyang brother, where’s the cigarette? I’m looking for cigarettes. ”

Sheng Jiyang suddenly realized that it was his sister who told him. No wonder he could find him.

“Xiaoyan is upstairs.” Sheng Jiyang motioned to the servant to come up late.

When going upstairs, Yan wanwan’s eyes swept the Western man and frowned in doubt.

Yan wanwan always feels that the man looks familiar. He seems to have seen… Or seen photos.