The crimson rich family, the petite wife makes you addicted!

When Su Cen woke up, Shen Mohan had already gone out, her phone rang and broke the morning silence, she got up to take it out, "I'm sorry" was written on the screen, and it was named Cheng Zihang.

I am sorry.

These three words, from now on, the two of them will go their separate ways, and they will no longer have any connection.

Su Cen threw away the phone and buried herself under the quilt. There was a muffled sound in the huge room. Listening carefully, it was a suppressed cry. Finally, she couldn't bear it and burst into tears.

All the sadness, sadness and depression, tears flowed into rivers!

The next day, as soon as Su Cen walked into the school gate, he was stopped by someone, and found that he was no stranger to this delicately made-up face. Bar?"

Su Cen smiled politely but distantly, and stared at her with sharp eyes: "Excuse me, classmate, do you think I should know who you are?"

But she does know.

Sure enough, the other party went on to say: "Did you forget? I went to your body class last week."

Su Cen had an expression of enlightenment. In terms of acting skills, the girl in front of her was still a little tender, "Oh, I remembered. It turns out that she is a talented girl from our art academy. What can I do for you?".

The other party smiled, slowly took out a list from the bag, and handed it to Su Cen, with an unpredictable smile on the corner of his mouth.

According to the past, Su Cen didn't bother to talk to her anymore, but by some coincidence, she took the list patiently and took a look.

Unexpectedly, it turned out to be a B-slip, which showed that she was six weeks pregnant!

Su Cen glanced at the gorgeously dressed Ye Qianqian in front of him, and after a few seconds of silence, he finally smiled and said, "Congratulations. However, I personally think that you should go to the child's father or grandparents. It's a boy who might be rewarded with a mansion and good living expenses."

After a pause, he added: "First of all, as you have seen, I can't be the father of the child, because I don't have that function. Secondly, if you want to have an abortion, I'm not a doctor, so I can't do the operation for you. Finally, I don't think What kind of friendship do we have, so that I can help you!"

Ye Qianqian was obviously choked by her last words, but she calmed down in an instant, put on her previous delicate smile, and said unhurriedly: "Su Cen, for the sake of your being a teacher, I respectfully call you Say, Teacher Su! Don't be too proud! Do you think that you, Young Master Shen, are sitting in a stable position? You have no children and no prominent family background, so how many days can you live proudly?"

"Mr. Ye, there is a fact, I think you should understand." Su Cen corrected her with a smile, "I have no children and I don't have a prominent family background, but Shen Mohan married me. This at least shows something. Be clear, even if you want to replace it, it is definitely not something you can easily do."

As soon as Su Cen finished speaking, she thought it was funny, how bored she was to argue with a woman named Fei Na who appeared out of nowhere, to prove that Shen Mohan married her because he loved her.

And speaking of it this way, even she herself felt as if he really loved her—yes, if he didn't love her, why would he marry her?

After all, Ye Qianqian was young, and the smile on her face could no longer be held back, but she still fought back: "That was all a few years ago. He married you in a flash of enthusiasm for novelty, and now he may not regret it."