Six years later, she took three milk balls to blow up the world

Obstetrics and Gynecology.

The doctor glanced at Wen Qing's test sheet and asked as usual: "It's exactly five weeks, do you want it or not?"

"Five weeks? This is impossible!" Wen Qing didn't believe it, but there was a hint of luck in her heart.

She and Di Jing have only been together for less than a month. Could it be that the hospital misdiagnosed her pregnancy so quickly?

The doctor ruthlessly shattered her luck: "This date is calculated based on the date of your last period, and it has nothing to do with when you had sex."

"...Then, no. Please arrange surgery for me. The sooner the better."

Wen Qing said this with difficulty, feeling a little sad.

But this sadness was not enough to make her change her mind.

She tolerated that old man Di Jing just because she wanted to make more money.

She didn't want to spend the rest of her life with Di Jing, let alone give birth to a child for Di Jing, a romantic old pervert.

The doctor looked at the well-developed embryo sac on the examination sheet and couldn't help but advise her: "The baby is very healthy. Are you really sure you don't want it?"

"I..." Wen Qing could see the doctor's regret and couldn't help but blush.

This was the first pregnancy in her life, but unfortunately, she really couldn't have it.

She bit her lip and shook her head, firming her attitude: "My situation is not suitable for having a child now."

"Okay, then you have the surgery in the afternoon and have a good rest after the operation."

The doctor could only sigh and gave her a surgery sheet.

Today's young and healthy fetuses don't want them even if they say they don't want them. They really don't care about their children, let alone themselves!

Wen Qing said no more, lowered her head and walked away with the list.

But when she left the doctor's office, she couldn't help but shed a few tears.

She didn't have to suffer like this in the first place. It was all because of that old bastard Di Jing. It was all his fault!

Baby, don’t blame mom, blame the guy named Di!

Everything we have suffered now, I will definitely pay back in the future!

Wen Qing covered her abdomen and swore bitterly in her heart.

……

That afternoon, Wen Qing asked for leave and came to the hospital for surgery.

After coming out of the operating room, she lay on the bed in the lounge with a white face, tears rolling in her eyes, but there was no one to wipe her tears.

They say this kind of surgery is painless, so how could it not be painful?

My body hurts and my heart hurts.

Wen Qing silently endured the pain in her abdomen and looked up at the ceiling above her head. Her thoughts were empty for a moment and became messy again.

Di Jing was the instigator of her suffering, and of course she hated him.

But Di Bei is not innocent either.

If he hadn't burned bridges and promised to transfer her there, but refused to fulfill his promise, she wouldn't have suffered this!

For a moment, Wen Qing resented the father and son of the Di family, but for a moment she felt that she couldn't just let it go.

She had been observing for a long time, and except for the last time she was framed for sleeping with a dancing girl and was eventually involved in a murder case, no other woman had ever appeared around Di Bei.

Before, she only thought that Di Bei was trying to keep himself clean, but the scene she saw today made her feel something was wrong.

When female employees in the company move closer to him, he will calmly distance themselves.

That day I went to his office to cry and grabbed his arm, but he subconsciously resisted.

But today that woman held him up, and he didn't move at all, even...

Wen Qingzai carefully recalled that momentary glance, feeling an inexplicable sense of submission.    That’s right, it’s obedience!

But who is that woman from Di Bei?

Di Bei was an only child, and she had never heard of Di Bei having any cousins.

Could it be that this woman is the one Di Bei likes?

Wen Qing thought of the woman's tall, slender figure and almost perfect profile that she had glimpsed, and she suddenly felt a deep sense of crisis.

It was extremely difficult for her to capture Di Bei, but now that such a good-looking woman was killed, wouldn't she have completely lost her hope?

No, she couldn't sit still and wait for death.

She has sacrificed too much for the father and son of the Di family, and she must never give up!

Wen Qing took a deep breath, closed her eyes and rested.

She needed to take good care of herself as soon as possible and figure all this out.

The next day, when Wen Qing returned to the company, everything was as usual except that her face was slightly pale. No one knew about her secret miscarriage.

Only the intern from the secretarial office noticed the blue marks on her arm caused by the infusion and asked a few questions with concern.

Wen Qing excused herself by giving him an infusion for a cold, and went to the sales department with the documents.

One of the benefits Di Jing promised her was to slowly start to get in touch with the sales department's business.

In fact, she could also ask Di Jing to transfer her directly, but in this case, Di Bei would only be further away from her.

Now she still has to rely on Di Bei's promise to hold on to Di Bei, so she can't act too hastily.

When they arrived at the sales department, Wen Qing handed over the work to the sales director and asked Di Bei: "Where is Manager Di? Just now, Mr. Di said that he wanted to discuss work with him."

"Manager Di is out on business. Is Mr. Di in a hurry?"

"There's no rush, I'll call him later." Wen Qing smiled, lowering her eyes and thinking in her heart.

If Di Bei went out to talk about work, the supervisor would definitely be able to tell where he went.

Now the supervisor was vague, indicating that Di Bei had gone to attend to personal matters.

For some reason, the scene she saw in the hospital resurfaced in Wen Qing's mind.

Will Di Bei go to the hospital to see that woman again?

Wen Qing returned to the CEO's office in confusion and asked Di Jing for leave.

"Mr. Di, I have a cold and would like to take a few days off."

"No problem, I'll grant you paid leave. You can have a good rest at home!" Di Jing agreed readily.

During this period of time, he classified Wen Qing as his woman, and he was still willing to pamper her over this small matter.

However, his novelty for Wen Qing was not over yet, so he couldn't help but took her hand and rubbed it seductively: "I won't be able to see you these days. Do you want me to go to your house to stay with you?" Accompany you?"

"No, thank you Mr. Di for your kindness. There are many people at home, so it's inconvenient. Mr. Di, please don't bother with me..."

Wen Qing avoided Di Jing's scorching eyes, endured her nausea and coaxed him a few words, and finally managed to get over him.

After walking out of the office, Wen Qing was completely relieved.

She really needed a few days of good rest to recuperate her body, and on the other hand she didn't have to deal with Di Jing's frequent venting.

Most importantly, she also had time to find out what was going on between Di Bei and that woman.

When he was about to get off work in the afternoon, Wen Qing wore a long windbreaker, a sun hat and a mask, and waited at the cafe outside the company.

She was looking for a corner by the window, where she could see people coming in and out of the company gate at a glance.

Soon, she saw Di Bei coming out of the company gate and driving toward the city.

Wen Qing also got up immediately and called a taxi.

"Master, help me keep up with the car in front!"

She didn't dare to drive her car, as it would be easy for Di Bei to spot her.

And Di Bei did not notice the taxi in the traffic behind him. He drove all the way to the hospital and went straight to Lin Jingqing's ward. (End of chapter)