Born to be pregnant

Chapter 235 Welcome to introduce me to business
After entering April, the weather has turned warm, and many pedestrians on the road have already taken off their heavy coats and put on light spring clothes.

But this call made Tang Mowan feel extremely heavy.

After more than three years, hearing Han Wenqing's voice again, Tang Mowan still felt that his back was thorny and his heart was cold.

Tang Mowan heard himself answer bluntly and coldly: "I'm sorry, I won't go back, give up and don't bother me again."

After finishing the call, she pressed the phone on the table, thought for a while, and then called Peng Yuan.

"Where are you now?" As for Peng Yuan, she has now omitted that simple address, that layer of invisible barriers, which made her feel disgusted with the word "Mo", so she couldn't say it, "If you have time, see you." Come on, I have something to ask you."

Peng Yuan agreed and made an appointment to meet at the coffee shop outside.

Tang Mowan took a taxi directly there. Peng Yuan arrived one step earlier than her and was already waiting at her seat.

A pot of green bamboo is quietly placed in the corner of the wall, blooming in a lush posture, full of greenery.

Peng Yuan stood up, Tang Mowan raised her hand to signal that she didn't have to do this, and then sat down, the waiter came up and asked her what she wanted to drink, Tang Mowan said lemonade would be fine.

Tang Mowan didn't intend to beat around the bush, so she came straight to the point: "I'm looking for you, I just want to know what's going on between you and Han Zhijing."

Peng Yuan seemed to have been prepared for a long time, and she looked at Tang Mowan with complicated eyes.

Tang Mowan frowned: "Then tell me, is Han Zhijing my father?"

Peng Yuan remained silent for a long time, causing Tang Mowan to lose all patience in the end: "Can you answer quickly!"

"At the end of the night..."

"Yes, or no!" Tang Mowan raised her voice, and attracted the attention of other people in the coffee shop.

Peng Yuan gritted her teeth: "Mo Wan, do you want to have a father?"

"Oh, what do you think?" Tang Mowan didn't know how she was feeling at the moment, sadness, impatience, disappointment, anger, all at the same time.

Staring at Tang Mowan's face, Peng Yuan sighed lightly, as if she had made up her mind, then nodded her head lightly: "But you don't want to recognize them and you don't care. You really don't have to force yourself."

Tang Mowan snorted again. This feeling was very complicated, so complicated that she couldn't explain it herself. She didn't want to recognize the Han family, but she couldn't help but want to know who her father was.

The lack of fatherly love in her young life has always been the biggest pain in her heart. As she gets older, she gradually forgets this pain, but it is impossible to really let it go. bottom layer.

But she couldn't lie to herself, at this moment, she was both heavy and joyful.

As for Peng Yuan, she rubbed her swollen and sore temples, drank the coffee in her cup, got up and walked out with her bag in her hand, but when she was about to walk to her car, she found that Han Jingyu was arguing with a man across the road Shit, she frowned, but a bus just passed by, and its tall body blocked her view.

When she looked there again, Han Jingyu and the man were no longer there.

Bloodline is indeed the most wonderful thing in the world.

Some feelings are instincts that can exist without cultivation.

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As the evening approached, the sky outside the window began to darken.

In Fu Shaoqian's office, the lights were on, and Chen Mo came in and out. Silent tension shrouded the office, and the atmosphere was a little low, making people dare not take a breath.

After closing the file, Fu Shaoqian glanced at the clock on the wall, turned off the computer quickly, took the suit jacket on the hanger next to him, stood up, and walked out the door.

Chen Mo was still explaining things, Fu Shaoqian nodded to him: "Thanks for your hard work, let's call it a day, Zhou Yumeng is about to give birth."

Speaking of Zhou Yumeng, Chen Mo rarely showed a smile on his calm and reserved face in the company: "Just wait for Mr. Fu to give me a big vacation."

Fu Shaoqian twitched his mouth slightly when he heard the words: "Another three days."

The two looked at each other without saying anything.

"I'm leaving first." Fu Shaoqian entered the elevator, "You should go back earlier."

In the underground parking lot, it is quiet and empty.

As Fu Shaoqian walked, he took out his mobile phone to make a call to Tang Mowan, but when he looked up and saw the woman standing beside his car, he frowned slightly, turned his hand, put the mobile phone in his pocket, and walked out His steps were big and firm, without the slightest hesitation.

The key is automatically sensed, so as soon as he got to the side of the car, the car turned on automatically, and Han Xiaduo leaned against the driver's door, folded his hands on his chest, with a faint smile on his face: "Mr. It’s really hard to go to the blue sky.”

Fu Shaoqian's face was cold: "Excuse me, my wife is still waiting for me to go home for dinner."

Facing this longing face close at hand, just like the coldness in memory, Han Xiaduo sneered: "Fu Shaoqian, do you love Tang Mowan so much?"

"Yes." Fu Shaoqian was stingy with her even out of the corner of his eye.

The phone in his pocket rang, and seeing that she was still standing there with no intention of moving away, he glanced at the caller ID on it, and simply went to the side to answer the call.

Tang Mowan's voice was urgent: "Shaoqian, are you off work yet?"

"Well, what happened?"

"It's not good! Jinyan just cut his hand, we are going to the hospital now, can you come here?"

Fu Shaoqian's heart shivered: "Okay, I'll be there right away, don't worry."

He turned around and walked towards the car with big strides. Han Xiaduo was still holding the handlebar. Fu Shaoqian exhausted his patience. He pulled her hard and pushed her to the ground. Amidst Han Xiaduo's distressed shouts, Fu Shaoqian ran away. .

In the emergency room of the hospital, Tang Mowan burst into tears.

There was a big cut on the back of Fu Jinyan's small hand. The towel he brought from home seemed to be soaked in blood, and his face was almost pale.

Aunt Li blamed herself again and again: "It's all my fault. If he hadn't walked away, Master Jinyan wouldn't have been hurt."

Tang Mowan hugged Fu Jinyan's small body and saw the doctor help him deal with the wound. At the same time, he started blood transfusion again, tears rolling in his eyes.

Fu Jinyan was in pain, barely conscious, moaning and whimpering in Tang Mowan's arms.

When Fu Shaoqian came, both Tang Mowan and Fu Jinyan's clothes were soaked through.Fu Jinyan was in pain, while Tang Mowan was scared.

Fu Shaoqian quickly took over, took the child over, and asked Tang Mowan to wait outside.

Tang Mowan covered her mouth, really didn't dare to look at it again, hurriedly went to the bathroom to wash her face, and then went back to wait outside the emergency room.

Not long after, the door of the emergency room opened, and Fu Shaoqian came out. Fu Jinyan's small body was lying on the white bed, already asleep, the wound on his hand was wrapped with gauze, and at the same time, blood was being transfused into his body.

The doctor said that after the blood transfusion, I can go back to the ward to rest.

Tang Mowan half squatted beside the bed, touched his pale face with distress, and kissed his forehead a few times, but her heart was still beating in shock.

Aunt Li still blamed herself, Fu Shaoqian's voice was flat: "Aunt Li, you go back first, cook some light porridge and bring some of Jinyan's favorite snacks."

"it is good."

Aunt Li left, and the ward suddenly fell silent.

Sitting on the head of the bed, Tang Mowan kept warming the cold little finger with blood transfusion with his fingers, feeling distressed.

Fu Shaoqian moved a chair over, sat next to her, and comforted her: "It's okay, don't think too much, just be careful next time."

"You speak lightly." Tang Mowan's vision was still blurred, "Such a long gash, so much blood."

Women are unreasonable. Fu Shaoqian looked at her face that was still crying, sighed, and took out a tissue for her: "It's normal for a child to encounter an accident. What's the use of you crying like this."

"It's useful to have such a stiff and cold face like yours!"

Fu Shaoqian choked, and raised his hands in surrender: "Okay, okay, can I be wrong? Are you hungry? If you want something to eat, I'll go down and buy it for you first."

"Not hungry, not in the mood to eat."

"..."

Fu Shaoqian couldn't do anything, he could only stay by his side.

More than an hour later, Aunt Li and the old lady came back together.

When the old lady heard the news that her good great-grandson was injured and hospitalized, she was almost scared out of her wits.

At this time, Fu Jinyan had stopped the blood transfusion, but his complexion still didn't look very good, and he just woke up, the wound was hurting badly, when he saw the old lady, tears flowed from his little face: "Grandma..."

"Hey, sweetie, it hurts, too. Grandma is in pain too. Huh, grandma hugs me, it doesn't hurt anymore, it doesn't hurt anymore..."

Fu Shaoqian looked at the old and the young crying and hugging together with a headache, and there was a woman who kept wiping tears beside him. He was still a little anxious, so he simply left the ward and went to the safety exit next to him. Smoke calm down.

After smoking a cigarette, the smell dissipated again, and then returned to the ward. As a result, as soon as he turned the corner, he met Fu Zimu, brother and sister Fu Ziyao who had heard the news.

"Uncle." Fu Ziyao was quite obedient, and called Fu Shaoqian.

Fu Zimu's voice was clearly lax and lazy: "Uncle."

Fu Shaoqian nodded: "Why are you here?"

"I know Jinyan is injured, so come and have a look." Fu Ziyao still had the latest set of Transformers in his hand, "I'll go in first."

In the corridor, Fu Zimu and Fu Shaoqian stood quietly.

With a cynical smile on the corner of Fu Zimu's mouth, he put one hand in his trouser pocket: "Uncle, let's have a chat."

Fu Shaoqian glanced at him, turned around and went back to the quiet safe exit.

There was still a faint smell of cigarettes at the entrance of the corridor. Fu Zimu took out a pack of cigarettes from his trouser pocket and handed one to Fu Shaoqian. Fu Shaoqian shook his head but did not pick it up.

Fu Zimu lit it by himself, and a white smoke ring spread between the two of them. Fu Zimu's smoking posture was very chic, full of profligacy, and his handsome face was hidden behind the smoke, so he didn't look so good. A clear, light and slightly hoarse voice sounded later: "Uncle, is there no other way? Is it necessary to do this?"

"Now that things have happened, do you think I still need other methods?" Fu Shaoqian asked lightly.

Fu Zimu was silent, Fu Shaoqian patted him on the shoulder: "I'm going back first, you think about it later."

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In the ward, Fu Jinyan just woke up, and his little hand hurt badly, but he was still a man after all, so he held back after a while, and in turn comforted the old lady and Tang Mowan: "It doesn't hurt anymore."

At the end of Tang Dynasty, Fu Jinyan was fed porridge. Fu Ziyao brought his favorite toy over, and he smiled happily: "Thank you sister."

Fu Ziyao stroked his limp hair, and whispered softly, "Jin Yan is awesome, he is a strong little man."

Tang Mowan looked at it with a lot of emotion.

Then Fu Shaoqian and Fu Zimu came in, and there were more people in the ward. Seeing Fu Zimu again, it seemed like a lifetime away. Tang Mowan had become calm, nodded to him, and Fu Ziyao took the bowl in her hand , feeding porridge to Fu Jinyan, Tang Mowan simply withdrew.

She stood in the corridor for a while, when suddenly there was a burst of sweet tobacco smell from behind her, and when she turned around, Fu Zimu was already standing beside her.

Wearing a suit and tie, although he still has a dissolute temperament, the brows are still more profound and meaningful. Tang Mowan can feel that Fu Zimu is much more mature than before.

People always grow after experiencing various things.

When I saw Fu Zimu, I thought of Tang Wanru and Fu Chengguang.The ambiguity between them, those nasty things...

"How are you and Miss Shang?"

Tang Mowan still remembered Shang Shuhan, who was outstanding in appearance and elegant in temperament, and was a good match for Fu Zimu, but Fu Zimu said, "We're split."

"Why?" Tang Mowan was surprised, "I think Ms. Shang is very suitable for you. You are both talented and beautiful, and you look very suitable."

Fu Zimu looked at Tang Mowan quietly, his eyes were deep, like a magnet, and the strong aggression in his eyes made Tang Mowan feel uncomfortable, and he unconsciously took two steps back.

But only for a moment, Fu Zimu returned to his dandy appearance: "Oh, I'm a playboy, changing women is the same as changing clothes, does it need a reason?"

Tang Mowan pursed her lips, clearly seeing Fu Zimu smiling, but the imperceptible sadness deep in his dark eyes could not escape her eyes, she sighed lightly: "Fu Zimu, You can't do this, you obviously like her too, hold your hand and grow old together, it's not easy to find a woman you like, you should cherish the present moment."

"Are you teaching me a lesson?"

"No, I'm giving you advice. I think Miss Shang is a nice person. I'm a little disappointed that we broke up."

Fu Zimu was taken aback when he heard the words, and then smiled lightly: "Is your appearance the way you should speak to your ex-husband?"

She was also startled, and then smiled: "Well, this is the attitude of my little aunt when talking to her nephew." As she spoke, she tiptoed and patted his shoulder, then took out a business card of hers and handed it to him. He said, "If you encounter any problems after wandering around the flowers for a long time, you can come to the clinic to have a look, and you are welcome to introduce friends to me."

Fu Shaoqian came out to look for someone, and the last sentence he heard was welcome to introduce me to friends, and then he slightly curled his lips: "Will Lu Lifeng give you a raise? You work so hard."

"Well, I'll tell him later, and you, Mr. Fu, if you have the opportunity, you can help me promote it within your company." Tang Mowan blinked at him, and Fu Shaoqian snorted, " you wanna die!"

"Okay, okay, I'm joking, I'm joking—" When Fu Shaoqian's hand reached her armpit, Tang Mowan raised his hand to beg for mercy, "I beg you, can't I be wrong?"

They were intimate as if no one else was around, Fu Zimu held Tang Mowan's business card in one hand and copied it in his trouser pocket with the other, a faint smile suddenly appeared on his cold and charming face.

Fu Ziyao stayed with Fu Jinyan in the ward for nearly an hour. The little guy was weak and soon fell asleep again.

Only then did she and Fu Zimu leave the ward, and take the old lady and Aunt Li home along the way.

Naturally, Tang Mowan refused to leave, even with Fu Shaoqian, he could only stay with his wife and children.

On the way back, the old lady sat in the back seat and sighed: "Zimu, Ziyao, you two are not too young, should you worry about your own life, especially you, Ziyao, you are also 27 Now, in another two years... No, no, I have to find a good family for you."

Fu Ziyao was startled, and said softly, "Grandma, I'm fine now, and I don't want to find a boyfriend yet."

"Don't want to look for it? Don't you still plan to be an old girl? And you, Zimu, can't be so playful anymore. The merchant girl is pretty good. How come you split it up for me again? Hey, it's really two unconscious Children of my heart, I have to get it together for you.”

The old lady has always been an activist, once she gets her heart...

After sending them back, only two siblings, Fu Zimu and Fu Ziyao, were left in the car.

Life is a strange thing.

How much Fu Zimu and Fu Ziyao hate each other is like sparks hitting the earth, but these years, the two of them have calmed down. Although their relationship is not deep, they are not so tense. Fu Ziyao pressed his temple: "You Put me in front, I'll take the subway back."

After she went to work, she moved out of that house, as did Fu Zimu. In fact, she has been living in Longhu Chunjiang recently, but she didn't run into Fu Shaoqian and the others.

Few people know about this place, so it has always been very quiet. In fact, he has often come to live in these places over the years.

It was originally his and Tang Mowan's new house, but in the end, he lived in the opposite.

Things are impermanent.

Only today, a little differently.

He stepped out of the elevator, took out the key from his bag, and opened the door. Just as he was about to enter the room, a powerful figure suddenly bumped into him from behind. His thin and narrow waist was surrounded by someone from behind. Rubbing and rubbing against his back, he let out a coquettish giggle: "Zimu, you are finally back, do you know that I have been waiting for you for a long time, Zimu, I miss you so much."

Under Tang Wanru's purple overcoat, she was wearing a lace see-through dress. She walked around in front of him, trying to search for his lips, but before she touched them, he pushed them away in disgust.

"Zimu, don't be like this...Zimu...I miss you so much..." Tang Wanru drank a lot of wine, she smelled of alcohol and makeup, and she was dressed alluringly, but in Fu Zimu's eyes, there was Only full of disgust, she rejected her approach, and sternly scolded: "Why did you find this place again? I told you that we have nothing to do with each other. Don't appear in front of me again."

"Zimu, you are so cruel." Tang Wanru burst into tears after hearing this, "We used to love each other so much."

"Hehe." Fu Zimu smiled coldly, "That's just the past. There's no need to discuss the past. You go, don't come to me again."

Tang Wanru was already in tears: "Fu Zimu, you really have no conscience."

"Well, my conscience has been eaten by dogs." He admitted so frankly and without fear, Tang Wanru in his eyes has been abandoned like a shoe, "If you have a need, I can introduce it for you."

"...Fu Zimu, you bastard!" Tang Wanru was so angry that she raised her hand and wanted to slap him, but he caught him with her bare hands, and with a sharp look, she was pushed to the ground with all her strength, "Don't Challenge my patience, think of men, there are many here, go and have fun." Fu Zimu took out a black VIP card from his wallet, which is the diamond membership card of the most exclusive nightclub in the city.

Male color, female color, high quality.

Tang Wanru was tearful, stumbled on the road, and suddenly missed Fu Chengguang. Although Fu Chengguang was a little old, he was still good to her after all. Since she divorced him, her life has plummeted. All gone.

She wandered back to the city, and suddenly narrowed her eyes, as if she saw Fu Chengguang's Mercedes-Benz parked by the side of the road.

When she got closer, she was indeed a little excited and also a little happy. She leaned on the window to see the people inside more clearly. There seemed to be various movements in the car. She was frightened, but the door suddenly opened When it opened, Tang Wanru was caught off guard and hit her forehead on the car door. She let out a painful cry and took two steps back.

Zhang Xiaoman straightened her slightly messy skirt, lazily brushed her curly long hair, and said in a sympathetic and arrogant tone, "Miss, what do you want to do?"

Seeing Zhang Xiaoman's appearance, Tang Wanru guessed what was going on in the car just now. She has a lot of experience like this, but now, she already knows that Fu Chengguang is in the car, and he is with such a little bastard, plus the forehead Tang Wanru fell into a state of insanity after drinking a lot of alcohol and being stimulated by Fu Zimu. She took off her high-heeled shoes and threw Zhang Xiaoman twice with the pointed heels when she came up. big mouth-

(End of this chapter)