Wife, I confess: The president forced marriage

That gaze was as gentle as brocade, Jiajia almost fell into it and couldn't extricate herself.

She quickly shifted her gaze away, Shi Yu let out a long breath, and stood up with a straight body, but she lost her former vigor.

"Okay? What did the doctor say?"

"Very healthy." Jiajia replied reflexively. Suddenly something came to her mind, and she said angrily, "Why should I tell you?"

"Jia Jia." Shi Yu called her helplessly, wanting to hold her hand: "Stop messing around." [

"Who is making trouble? You were the first to say that you don't want a child. Anyway, this is my child. Don't worry about it." Jiajia hurriedly took a step forward.

With a tense face, Shi Ying chased after her and grabbed her palm.

"Shi Yu, let me live!" Jia Jia suddenly gave him a nonchalant look.

"..." Shi Ying was taken aback.

The expression on his face became ugly, Jia Jia bit her lip, feeling that what she said was too serious.

But she didn't know why she was just uneasy.

But the moment he held her hand, an electric current passed between his palms. This familiar feeling of suffocation made her very repulsed. At that moment, her bones were full of the feelings of the past 20 years, so deep in her heart. All the feelings in my head flooded out, which was a bad sign.

She doesn't want to go back to the old ways!

She didn't want to, so she tried her best to suppress, suppressing the love that was getting worse every day;

Sometimes when she wakes up in the middle of the night, she wakes up and finds out in horror that she doesn't need Shi Ying to do anything, and she may not be able to beat the time just because of her 20 years of obsession.

It is said that time is a good medicine; but is time not a poison?

It can dilute the hatred and allow her to continue to commit crimes; she is not willing to give in, does not want to give in, and is even more afraid of giving in.

"I'm going back." She lowered her voice, beckoning to the servant next to her, and she supported herself.Shi Ying's eyes involuntarily interfered when he looked behind, and he followed behind, at a distance of one meter.

Jia Jia felt uncomfortable and was extremely irritable.

The pregnant woman's mood fluctuated greatly. After walking a few steps, she turned her head and yelled at Shi Ying viciously, "Don't follow me, can you?"

It took only two seconds for Shi Yu's face to change from the initial sadness to the final calm. He walked to her side expressionlessly and waved to the servant.

The servant was in a dilemma, but the look in the eyes of the future son-in-law made her instinctively take two steps back, giving space to the two of them.

Tall and straight, he stood next to Jiajia, instinctively protecting her, keeping her on the safe inside, and isolating the patients who came and went.

Jia Jia took a look at him, when Shi Ying's cell phone rang, and she could vaguely recognize the voice as a woman. [

Angrily, she snatched his mobile phone, and without waiting for him to say a word, she threw his mobile phone into the corridor coat.

Shi Ying bent her lips, "It's my mother, asking me about the results of the prenatal examination."

Jiajia's expression changed, she pushed him hard, and walked forward quickly.

"Are you jealous when you hear a woman's voice? I haven't seen you react so much before, don't you care?" He caught up and asked in a low voice, and Jiajia glared at him angrily: "What do I care about that? I think Your mobile phone is not pleasing to the eye! Don't be self-righteous and sentimental!"

"Isn't it true that pregnant women tend to grow short-tempered?" He seemed to be muttering to himself, seeing her complexion, he added: "I'm not talking about you, your temper has always been the best."