How can the president be fierce

Chapter 2622 Sweet marriage 1184 Whose child?

As she spoke, she suddenly laughed at herself.

He really wanted to trample the last bit of her self-esteem into the dirt.

He Teng was still lying motionless on the sofa, staring at the dazzling light above his head with distracted eyes. After a long time, he said numbly, "Is it a miscarriage?"

Bei Qianqian pursed her red lips slightly, and looked at him coldly.

At this time, he is still thinking about that woman! !
She obviously didn't answer, but He Teng seemed to have got the answer, and continued to ask numbly, "Whose child?"

It's been less than a week since she came back from the United States. Even if she had sex with Bei Mosheng there, even if she became pregnant in such a short period of time, she wouldn't be able to miscarry easily.

"Does whose child matter?"

Bei Qianqian sneered contemptuously: "The important thing is, that's not your child."

Importantly, it's not your child.

He Teng closed his eyes, his Adam's apple slid up and down, and he didn't say another word for a long time.

If it wasn't Bei Mo's child, he could almost guess whose child it was.

Deng Meng's abnormal behavior these days, the shining eyes when looking at that man, the figure running towards that man by the sea without hesitation...

Ji Shengbai.

She is with Ji Shengbai.

For so many years, the two of them have been entangled for so many years. She once loved him so much that she couldn't help herself, but she was unwilling to give herself to him from the beginning to the end.

He waited patiently, thinking that one day she would let go and return to him willingly.

After waiting and waiting, she and someone else's child came...

It turned out that what he thought was a godsend, a childhood sweetheart, was just deceiving himself and others. His girl could really put him down cleanly and fall in love with other men.

……

Outside the window, a gust of wind blew without warning.

The shadows of the trees whirled, and there was a rustling sound, and the huge villa suddenly fell into a soundless darkness.

Bei Qianqian was shocked, got up without thinking and rushed to He Teng's side, holding him tightly with both hands: "He Teng, can you admit your mistake? It was just an accident, you didn't mean to push her downstairs Right? He Teng? He Teng, say something!"

But no matter how much she forced her, the man in her arms seemed to have lost his soul, and he didn't snort from the beginning to the end.

Bei Qianqian finally couldn't help it, and called out: "Come in! Everyone outside the door, come in!!"

As soon as the words fell, the sound of falling to the ground sounded one after another.

The bedroom door was slowly pushed open, and the woman's slender figure flashed past in the night, leaving only a voice that was so cold that there was no warmth: "Looking for me?"

"Tsk tsk, such a beautiful beauty is naturally called a super handsome guy like me." Another frivolous male voice sounded, and another slender black figure passed by, and the door was closed immediately.

Bei Qianqian opened her eyes wide and was about to speak when the sliding door on the balcony was pushed open by a hand wearing a black leather sheath in extremely slow movements.

God of Death's footsteps were put at the slowest and slowest, as if deliberately prolonging her fear and frightening her nerves.

Bei Qianqian felt that she was mentally prepared on the way here.

As my brother said, it's time to learn to let go and try to grow up.

But when this moment really came, she couldn't bear it after all. This man was the only man in this world, other than her brother, who made her happy and sad.

(End of this chapter)