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Later, she saw the crisis in the company, and she was too busy to handle it. After Ji Yang left, she became pregnant.

Under the high-intensity work, she began to have signs of miscarriage.

When she was driven down by Yi Changfeng's family, she began to bleed heavily and had to stay in bed.

The birth of this child tortured her. In the past, Yi Yan would have chosen to abort it without hesitation.

She even thought that she should have aborted it when she found out she was pregnant.

But looking at herself on the hospital bed, weakly holding the little life, with relief in her eyes, she began to be speechless.

She pulled the corners of her mouth as if she felt the same, and her eyes became soft.

That feeling should be that there is a life in this world that is connected to her by blood.

She was always worried, but she no longer felt lonely.

But Ji Yang never showed up.

The child grew up day by day, and he never showed up.

The scene changed again.

She and Ji Yang were both at home, and she was very familiar with this scene. If she was not happy, she would drive Ji Yang out.

"Bang!" The sound of a door closing.

"Bang!" The sound of a cup being smashed.

"Bang!" The sound of a heavy object being thrown.

Every time, Ji Yang was ruthlessly driven out, and from time to time, he was accompanied by "her" sarcasm and ridicule, and her face was full of disdain.

That kind of disdain, even she herself felt a little hateful.

But she remembered that she didn't mean it that way. She was just angry and expressed her emotions. She would forget it after a while, and she didn't have any opinions about him.

What about Ji Yang?

At first, he would go to the door to coax "her", but slowly, after coming out, he turned around mercilessly and went to the second bedroom.

His face became more and more indifferent.

She even felt that Ji Yang hated "her", but had to endure "her". Once he left, he would not look back.

It was "she" who pushed him away step by step.

Sure enough.

When the child was half a year old, Yi Changfeng's family set their sights on the shares in "her" hands and began to attack "her".

Having a child means having a soft spot. "She" went to Ji Yang again, hoping that he would come back, but the other party refused.

After that, "she" was framed, and the child had a high fever during pregnancy, which almost endangered his life, and she was exhausted physically and mentally.

Later, when "she" could not bear it anymore, Ji Yang was framed, and "she" made a decision that Yi Yan could not believe.

She was so stupid as to sign a share transfer agreement to protect Ji Yang.

She was thrown into prison, and the child was handed over to Ji Yang.

This dream woke her up immediately, and she began to breathe heavily. In such a cold day, her forehead was actually sweating.

She had no sleep at all.

Her mind was in a mess.

This dream was too real, so real that she felt that this might be the ending of her and Ji Yang. She lost his favor for her because of "abusing" him, and then begged him to come back.

To be honest, it was a very stupid behavior.

However, dreams are dreams after all. If Ji Yang was framed, it would be her turn to protect him, and the Yan family would not let it go.

It is likely that she would just go to prison and leave the child to him to raise.

When Yi Yan thought of this, her face changed.

Children...

They haven't been together for half a year, how can there be a child?

She felt a little embarrassed thinking about it.

There was a rooster crowing outside, so she simply got up.

There was no bathroom upstairs, so she needed to go outside to get water to brush her teeth and wash her face. Just as she went out, Ji Yang across the street also opened the door.

He also put a towel on his shoulders and held a cup of water in his hand.

He was also stunned when he saw her.

"Morning." She took the initiative to speak.

"Morning." He went downstairs first and walked to the kitchen.

Now there was gradually some sunshine, but the temperature was also 7 or 8 degrees, and the water drawn from the well was ice-cold.

Take a sip, and your teeth will feel numb.

Brushing teeth and washing your face is simply torture for Yi Yan, who is afraid of cold.

She put the cup of water aside and was brushing her teeth.

After brushing, looking at the cup of ice water, she felt a little stupid. If there is no warm water, there is a kettle or a hot water kettle, right?

At worst, start the water heater in the bathroom, although that thing looks troublesome.

Just wait a while.

Now it's time to brush your teeth, you can't go with a mouthful of foam in your mouth, right?

Suddenly, a kettle was placed in front of her, with boiled hot water in it, Ji Yang poured out a little, and was mixing it with warm water to brush his teeth and wash his face.

"Thank you." Yi Yan was not polite, picked up the kettle and started to pour hot water.

After that, Ji Yang went back to the kitchen.

He put a coal ball in the coal stove, and the temperature in the room would rise a little when it burned. Yi Yan took the pot that boiled water yesterday, added some water, and then put it on.

He heated up while boiling water.

Later, Ji Yang took a basket to the vegetable garden. He picked half a basket of vegetables. Yi Yan pulled a wooden stool and sat next to him to help him pick vegetables. Ji Yang stopped her action, "I can do it myself."

"I can." Yi Yan said again.

"No need." Ji Yang's hands moved faster, just need to remove the vegetable roots, and then it would be fine.

But the vegetable roots have dirt, which will get all over your hands.

He finished it in a few seconds, and then began to wash his hands with cold water, and then filled the basin with water to wash the vegetables.

Yi Yan did not force him, and sat next to him, hiding her hands in her pockets for fear of the cold, and looked at him who was washing vegetables, "Do you want to make breakfast?"

"Yes, I'll cook noodles later, but there aren't many noodles, so I made some porridge." Ji Yang continued her words.

"The water is so cold." She looked at his hand and shrank her neck again.

"I'm not as afraid of the cold as you are." He poured water and poured a small bucket into it, and continued to wash.

Hearing this, Yi Yan smiled lightly, shrank her body, and continued to look at him.