Chapter 3579 Who Is the Father of the Child?
She raised her head and saw Cheng Zitong's panicked face... It was the first time she saw him like this, and she couldn't help but be stunned.
And he immediately picked her up and walked quickly to the roadside.
Xiaoquan had opened the car door so that he could get her into the car.
The two people from the Cheng family also caught up at this time.
"Cheng Zitong," one of them called him by his first name: "This is what the old lady told me to do. Don't stop me."
Cheng Zitong's eyes were as cold as a knife: "Let Murong Jue come to me in person."
After saying that, he got into the car and slammed the door.
The two people still wanted to step forward, but Xiaoquan stretched out his hand to stop them. Immediately, several people rushed forward as if falling from the sky.
Seeing that they couldn't get any favors from them, the Cheng family had no choice but to go back and report.
Koizumi got into the car and drove forward.
Fu Yuan'er secretly glanced at Cheng Zi and saw that his face was livid and he was looking ahead with cold eyes.
He was probably angry that she ran out of the apartment.
Before he lost his temper, she quickly and secretly sent a message to Yu Hui, asking him to withdraw after getting the computer and leave her alone.
The information in the computer was enough for him to study for several days.
The car drove back to his apartment again.
Should she tell him that it was Yu Lingfei who "invited" her out of the apartment today?
Wouldn't that be suspicious of a complaint?
Think about it or forget it. If Yu Lingfei comes again, let's talk about it then.
She followed Cheng Zitong into the apartment and sighed in her heart, "Cheng Zitong, I can't live here forever, can I? When can Cheng Yiming solve the problem?"
Cheng Zitong couldn't help but pulled her to the sofa, held her shoulders and asked her to sit down.
Then he bent down and examined her from head to toe.
"Do you feel uncomfortable anywhere?" he asked.
She shook her head. If she was really uncomfortable, she would have shown it in the car.
"Why are you so nervous..."
"Does your stomach hurt?"
Fu Yuan'er was stunned.
Cheng Zitong looked nervous: "Do you feel uncomfortable in your stomach? I'll take you to the hospital right away..."
"Cheng Zitong, investigate me!" She widened her beautiful eyes angrily.
"I don't."
"How dare you say you didn't go to the hospital to investigate me? You didn't go to the hospital to investigate, how did you know I was pregnant!" she asked angrily.
Cheng Zitong was also stunned for a moment, and then a smile appeared on Jun's face, "You are indeed pregnant."
"You and I……"
"Do you still need to investigate? I saw how careful you were yesterday. Only a fool couldn't see it."
"I..." Fu Yuan'er felt like a fool.
"Tell me, how did you see it?" she asked feebly.
"Non-slip slippers, late-night snacks, erratic appetite, vomiting... do I need any more examples?"
She felt like she was seen through by him.
"Cheng Zitong, the child is not yours..." She desperately wanted to win the battle.
She saw him squatting down in front of her. His expression was gentle but his eyes were serious, "Fu Yuan'er, you can't tell such jokes again."
Well, she didn't find such words interesting either.
Cheng Zitong stretched out a palm and placed it on her belly, with a novel look on his face.
"Is there really a child here?" He was a little unbelievable, unable to imagine that a child with his genes was being gestated in this belly.
"Why are you so curious?" She would not be confused by his moved expression and prick him deliberately: "When Chu Ziyin was pregnant, didn't you satisfy your curiosity?"
Cheng Zitong frowned in displeasure, but he knew that she was deliberately angry with him, and a hint of pampering helplessness flashed across his lips.
"Why do you deliberately say such things to make yourself angry?" he asked.
"I won't be angry, I will say it because I feel happy!" She glared at him.
"As long as you're happy, you can say whatever you want." He stopped arguing with her and turned around to walk to the kitchen.
After a while, he brought her a cup of hot milk, "Drink the milk, and then go to bed."
"It's only after nine o'clock, why should you sleep?" She retorted to him.
He was neither annoyed nor anxious, neither panic nor busy, "From today on, you will go to bed before ten o'clock every day."
She was stunned for a moment and sneered disapprovingly: "Cheng Zitong, what do you think you are doing? Are you caring about me?"
Cheng Zitong looked at her.
"Although I am pregnant with your child, this matter will not change our relationship," Fu Yuan'er stood up, "Just do whatever you should do, and I will do whatever I should do. I live here to escape A member of the Cheng family, but I can’t hide indefinitely.”
She thought for a moment, "I can only give Cheng Yiming two more days. If he can't solve this problem, I will have to face Murong Jue in person."
After saying that, she turned and walked to the bathroom.
When he reached the door, Cheng Zitong suddenly said: "You will give birth to a child, right?"
She stopped and said, "Of course."
"When a child is born, who is his father?" he then asked.
"Of course it's you." The child didn't have a choice, and she didn't have a choice either.
"The child's parents don't live together?"
His question was like a needle pricking her heart. It was a kind of thin and long-lasting pain that existed now and would continue to occur in the future.
But is she the one who caused this situation?
"Cheng Zitong, you are not qualified to ask this kind of question." She gave him a cold look and slammed the bathroom door.
Tears rolled down the corners of his eyes.
She stubbornly wiped away her tears.
Fu Yuan'er, let's get a divorce... She may remember these words for the rest of her life.
Otherwise she wouldn't hear this sentence again in her dream and then wake up.
It was still dark outside the window, but there was light coming from the study. The bad thing about sleeping too early was that you would wake up in the middle of the night.
She picked up her phone and found that Yan Yan had sent her a message.
I have gone home and will make an appointment another day.
She sat up suddenly in surprise and read the message twice to make sure she was not dazzled.
The sound of footsteps immediately came from the study, and he came to the living room with a trace of worry in his eyes.
Did the movement of her sitting up startle him?
"What did Cheng Yiming do?" she asked, "How come Yan Yan can go home?"
"I don't know." The worry in his eyes disappeared, and he turned and walked back to the study.
Fu Yuan'er breathed a sigh of relief. She originally wanted to call Yan Yan, but thought that the room was so quiet that he would definitely hear them talking.
Send a message instead.
Great, I'll find you tomorrow.
great, see you tomorrow.
Fu Yuan'er then had a good sleep.
The next day she made an appointment with Yan Yan for lunch. When they met, Yan Yan looked pretty good.
"The Cheng family really didn't do anything to you, right?" She still asked worriedly.
Yan Yan shook her head: "I met with Murong Jue, and after making sure that I had no intention of entangled with Cheng Yiming, she let me go."
Fu Yuan'er didn't believe that the old lady was so easy to talk to.
"She...did you two break off your relationship in front of Cheng Yiming?" she asked.
Yan Yan smiled: "You know Murong Jue very well."
This was indeed the case. Murong Jue asked Cheng Yiming in front of her if it was for money;
And she accepted Murong Jue's check of 10 million in front of Cheng Yiming.
Then Cheng Yiming told her to get lost.
"Sisters, have you ever seen a check of such a large denomination?" Yan Yan took out the check and showed it to Fu Yuan'er.
Fu Yuan'er also laughed: "I've never seen it before. Now you compare
I have more money. "
"Take the flowers." Yan Yan stuffed the check into her pocket.
Fu Yuan'er:......
Yan Yan sighed softly: "I originally wanted to tear up this check, but I didn't want people to think that I was greedy for money. If you are greedy for money, you must look like you are greedy for money, right?"
"You... aren't you in love with Cheng Yiming?" Fu Yuan'er heard a hint of sadness in her tone.
Yan Yan shook her head, "I just suddenly felt that I should find a man to settle down."
She didn't feel it before, but this time she felt contempt for the first time from Murong Jue's eyes.
As if she were a woman more insignificant than dust.
"You don't care what she thinks," Fu Yuan'er suddenly became furious, "She is called Mrs. Cheng, and it doesn't matter how vicious her heart is!"
"Don't worry about her. Look at me. I'm divorced and I still have children. In her eyes, does that mean I'm a bitch?"
Yan Yan's eyes quickly widened in surprise at her sight.
Only then did she realize that in order to comfort her good friend, she had betrayed herself...
"You..." Yan Yan was so surprised that she couldn't speak.
"Yes, I'm pregnant. Cheng Zitong doesn't plan to remarry." She simply answered all the questions at once.
Yan Yan:......
After a moment, she lamented: "I want to drink from now on, who can I find to accompany me?"
"...So it turns out that I am a bartender in your heart!"
After the meal, Yan Yan had to take her home in person, lest she should make any mistake, and she would have to support her when getting in and out of the car.
"As for you," Fu Yuan'er wanted to kick her, "I'm only three months pregnant and my belly hasn't even bulged yet!"
"Are you called pregnant after eight months? It's at this stage that you need to be even more careful!" she said.
"Then you don't have to drive 30 yards, right? This is the expressway around the city, sister!" Fu Yuan'er was worried that the driver behind her would give them the middle finger.
"Never mind them!" Yan Yan disagreed.
While talking, her mother called Fu Yuan'er, "Yuan'er, I heard that Yan Yan is okay?" her mother asked.
"Well, it's okay."
"Then pick me up at the hotel and I'll take you somewhere."
"Where?"
"You'll know when you get here."
Fu Yuan'er was confused, what did "mysterious" mean?
"Yan Yan, if you have anything to do, go ahead and do your work. My mother will come to me if she has something to do."
"I'll take you there."
"No need, just go home and rest by yourself."
"You are now a key protection target, and I don't dare to be careless in the slightest."
"Yan Yan, I'm angry if you do this again."
"You should be angry. Your child will be born with a wrinkled face."
"..."
The two came to the hotel and saw their mother standing at the door looking from a distance.
After recognizing Yan Yan's car, Fu's mother immediately stepped forward with a smile and said eagerly: "Yan Yan came just in time, come with us."
As she spoke, she got into the car in a daze.
"Mom, where are we going?" Fu Yuan'er asked.
"Our house is the Fu family villa."
Hearing this, Fu Yuan'er's heart skipped a beat, "Mom..."
She didn't know what to say.
If I told my mother that Cheng Zitong had bought the house for Yu Lingfei, I wonder if her nose would be crooked with anger.
"Manager Qian of the agency called me," Fu's mother said, "The buyer will rent out the villa. As long as we think there is no problem, we can sign the contract immediately."
Fu Yuan'er was stunned.
Fu's mother continued talking with great interest: "I told him that I would rent it for at least ten years, and Manager Qian said that the buyer would have no problem!"