Chapter 142
Before Song Zhicheng graduated, he founded Guoshu Technology independently by his own ability. Guoshu Technology is an IT company whose main products are IM software, online games, and portal websites. It has become an Internet giant since its development. Since then, Guoshu has expanded its business range, began to develop their own electronic products, such as notebooks, mobile phones...

For some series of products, the user experience effect is very good.

This year's latest M series low-end products, endorsed by Li Sha, sales are also very hot.

When Song Zhicheng founded Guoshu, he was not just a hands-off shopkeeper who paid for it. Many people did not know the core IM software of Guoshu. Song Zhicheng was the main developer when it was first developed.

Therefore, relying on his excellent computer skills, he won easily when fighting with netizens.

Just two seconds after being happy in the online world, Song Zhicheng's eyes sank suddenly when he saw the package in the file bag, and he clenched his fingers so hard that his fingertips turned white.

open.

As expected.

It was the damn divorce settlement.

Song Zhicheng tore it violently, and dropped it hard. The paper spilled out and landed on the carpet and on the desk... Song Zhicheng's brows trembled faintly, and a pair of black eyes glowed coldly.

He took down the microphone, and just after the first number was broadcast, Song Zhicheng hung up with a snap.

As night fell, the sky slowly darkened, and the lights were brightly lit. After Song Zhicheng sat there for a while, he suddenly stood up from his seat and walked to the huge French window.

Stare at the floor of the apartment across the way.

There is no light.

It's pitch black, I can't turn on the light at this point, aren't you at home?
wow...

A gust of cool wind slapped against the window, and almost instantly, there was a strong gust of wind, and a bolt of lightning struck down from the dense clouds, making a loud noise that shook the sky, and the thunderstorm was caught off guard.

Song Zhicheng stood quietly, ignoring the thunderstorm outside the window, and only focused on the apartment house.

The lights were still off.

Song Zhicheng frowned, sat back and called Zhou Jia.

When Zhou Jia received the call, she felt very uneasy. No matter how calm and steady she was, she would become less calm when she met Song Zhicheng. She tried her best to keep her voice steady and asked, "Mr. Song?"

Song Zhicheng's voice was cold: "Is she with you?"

Holding the phone, Zhou Jia retreated to the corner, and whispered back: "Hey! Qianqian and I are in the hospital, and Qianqian said that he still wants to stay with Mr. Song in the hospital."

Knowing that two days later, grandpa will be transferred to the United States, You Qian asked Tang Zheng to take another two days off from the film crew for him, and with director Fang Zirui's consent, You Qian simply returned to the hospital.

Song Zhicheng: "Yes."

After getting the answer, Song Zhicheng quickly hung up the phone.

A cool breeze blew in through the opening of the window, blowing up the divorce agreements scattered on the floor. One of them happened to land on Song Zhicheng's ankles. He lowered his head and took a look. It seems that there is a sharp knife wrapped in it, wishing to pierce and smash the paper...

Just as You Qian lay down, she received a call from Song Zhicheng.

Song Zhicheng said calmly, "I have received the package you sent."

You Qian's hand holding the phone trembled slightly, she didn't speak, but quietly waited for his next words.

After about a few minutes, there was only the sound of each other's slight breathing in the receiver. The silence was enough, Song Zhicheng squinted his eyes, and said in a serious and decisive tone: "My conditions will never change."

"If you want a divorce, the only way is for the children to belong to me."

One word and one sentence, gently falling, knocking on You Qian's heart, the biting coolness invaded her limbs and bones, her breathing suddenly trembled, although Song Zhicheng's reaction was in her expectation, but You Qian still felt a little disappointed, She bit her lip subconsciously, telling herself not to panic.

"I will appeal."

"I will find a lawyer and apply for a court judgment."

"I will not give up."

As if to prove her determination to Song Zhicheng, You Qian said three sentences in a row to emphasize her position. As soon as her words fell, Song Zhicheng opened his mouth coldly: "Whatever you want, as long as you are willing to give up your career, I am happy to fight with you to the end." After finishing speaking, he hung up the phone abruptly.

Listening to the blind voice of 'beep', You Qian clutched her chest and told herself not to be angry.

Being angry and hurting the liver is not only bad for your health, but also has a bad effect on the child in your belly.You Qian adjusted her breathing and gradually calmed down.

She was sitting on the corridor of the hospital, gently stroking her abdomen with both hands, and felt a little bulge with her hands carefully, and other parts of her body began to undergo slight changes.

The most obvious change should be the chest.

Therefore, she had to finish filming Fang Zirui's scenes as soon as possible, then put down all work and concentrate on raising the baby, so that she would not have to worry about abnormal changes in her body and attract public attention.

You Qian didn't deliberately hide from the public, but because of her situation, she was not allowed to reveal that she was pregnant.

Zhou Jia approached slowly, and persuaded softly: "Qianqian, it's raining heavily outside, and there's thunder and lightning, don't sit in the vent, what if you catch a cold?"

You Qian nodded and stood up.

Back in the ward, I saw my grandfather who was lying quietly, his chest was only slightly heaving, and his breathing had to rely on a ventilator, and You Qian's eye sockets turned red in an instant...

Wiping her tears, You Qian sat on the edge of the bed, grabbed her grandfather's hand, and couldn't help but say, "Grandpa, can you wake up soon? Song Zhicheng always bullies me."

"grandfather……"

"Wake up early, please."

"Help me teach Song Zhicheng a lesson, he is really annoying."

"I'm starting to hate him now."

"I don't like him anymore."

It's just that no matter how you say it, Grandpa seems to be unable to hear, and there is no reaction at all. You Qian took the trouble to talk to Grandpa non-stop.

While talking, before you knew it, You Qian fell asleep lying on the edge of the bed. Zhou Jia approached gently, opened her hands, hugged You Qian, and put him on another soft bed.

After covering You Qian with the quilt, Zhou Jia sneaked a few glances to make sure there was no one around, so she quickly turned on the camera and took a few pictures of You Qian sleeping on the bed.

Find Song Zhicheng's private social account and send it.

After posting, Zhou Jia wiped off her sweat.

I deeply feel that this job is not something ordinary people can bear.

You Qian on the bed was fast asleep, breathing long and hard, her fair face was flushed, tears remained at the corners of her eyes, her brows were tightly knit, she looked a little pitiful, Zhou Jia sighed deeply.

The heart is very shallow and worthless.

Zhou Jia understood very well that although she was taking Song Zhicheng's salary and relying on Song Zhicheng for food, she still couldn't stop herself from wanting to eat inside and out.

Song Zhicheng obviously cared about Qianqian, why did he still hurt her like this?
Now that they love each other, the two of them have opened their hearts, so why not just be together?To make so many things happen for no reason is simply to commit suicide on purpose.

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(End of this chapter)

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