Born to be pregnant

Chapter 244 Let You Sit Out of Prison!
Peng Yuan knew that Han Wenqing was already suspicious. She shouldn't have gone to the hospital morgue to see Han Jingyu that day, but she couldn't help it. Later, she could only go secretly behind everyone's back to the funeral parlor, but she didn't dare to show up.

Watching Han Jingyu's body being cremated, she could only cry silently.

She was indeed afraid, Han Wenqing was too shrewd, but she didn't expect her to move so fast.

Facing the NDA inspection report in front of her and the man who brought it to her, Peng Yuan remained expressionless.

At this moment, Peng Yuan and Han Zhijing were sitting in a cafe in the city center. Han Zhijing stared at Peng Yuan with a sad expression, his hands clenched into fists hanging by his side, his expression implied excitement: "Don't look at the contents inside. ?"

Peng Yuan responded calmly, picked up the coffee cup in front of her and took a sip: "What's so interesting."

"What's so interesting? Is it because you have already guessed it?" Han Zhijing has never understood the woman in front of him. If it was because of implied guilt before, then at this moment, he can't wait to peel the woman in front of him. He has never been an easy An angry man, in front of the outside world, he will always be a well-bred image of a son of a family, but now, for the first time, he has the urge to hit a woman, his angry tone unconsciously becomes severe, and his dark pupils are full of tears. Accusation: "Peng Yuan, how can you do such a crazy thing and still remain indifferent now! Do you know that if we call the police, we can sue you and go to jail at any time, and let you spend your time in prison!"

When Peng Yuan heard the word "prison", she finally raised her eyes a little, but it was more cold: "Why do you have the face to accuse me, it should be said, how do you and Xu Yining have the face to accuse me, you are all hypocrites , You are not a thing, is she a good person? Back then I was only a 20-year-old girl, you slept me after drinking, made my stomach big, patted my ass and left."

Peng Yuan has always been a small town girl at heart, and naturally she doesn't have so many pretense of gorgeous rhetoric when she speaks, so what she said is a bit harsh, but every sentence makes sense: "Look at your noble wife again, why don't you ask me?" What method did she use to force me, yes, I am a helpless girl, I am pregnant, I can't fight you, okay, I have no problem leaving, but I am pregnant with your child, Han Zhijing, you just No responsibility? Why should I let my children suffer with me? Why can you sit back and relax and have nothing to worry about? Anyway, now that Jingyu is dead, there is nothing to say. Okay, send me to jail, right? , then let’s go, I’m having a hard time, don’t let any of you Han family think about it!”

What she said is simply a typical barefoot person who is not afraid to wear shoes.

Han Zhijing was trembling with anger, but seeing her sneering scowl, he gritted his teeth, pushed the chair away and stood up: "This is why you never want Wanwan to recognize me, because you are afraid that Jingyu and her matter will be in conflict. Being discovered, Peng Yuan, you are really selfish. I investigated Wanwan's life when she was a child. Since you brought her out, why didn't you treat her well and let her suffer so much with you? Don't you have a little bit of sadness in your conscience?"

"I'm sad? Why should I be sad?" Peng Yuan said, with tears streaming down her face, "Han Zhijing, you ruined my life, almost my entire life. Don't you think that I treat Tang Mowan so much? Is it all your fault? Why don't you reflect on yourself."

For a moment, Han Zhijing was speechless, while Peng Yuan, who was opposite her, had already stood up, with a cold expression and a bit of gritted hatred: "Although I don't like Tang Mowan, I also made her grow up. As for you and As for Xu Yining, don't laugh at the hundred steps. If you really treat her well, what will happen to her today? You are more failures than me, and you have no right to criticize me. Also, I advise you not to go Acknowledge Tang Mowan, otherwise, I promise you will regret it."

Han Zhijing's eyes tightened, staring at her straight back, his hands clenched into fists: "What do you mean?"

"Advice, listen to you or not."

After speaking, she left with a cold face.

Han Zhijing, who stayed behind, wiped his face, leaving only deep melancholy and exhaustion.

And Xu Yining, who had been hiding in the dark, finally came out slowly.

She had been listening, and when she heard Peng Yuan admitting that she had changed her child, she wished she could rush out and slap her twice, but when she heard her strong words of reproach again, she forcibly held back.

Yes, what Peng Yuan said was correct, it was her and Han Zhijing who made mistakes first.One was chaotic and abandoned, and the other was bullying the weak, forcing her to nowhere, that's why she came up with such a method.

With red eyes, Xu Yining said frankly: "Forget it, I don't want to pursue the matter of Peng Yuan anymore. Now, I just want to get my daughter back."

Han Jingyu's death hit her hard, but Tang Mowan's existence is now her heart disease. Seeing her eagerness, Han Zhijing shook his head: "Don't be too hasty, so many things happened in the past, Wanwan will It takes time to digest and adapt. Do you think that what the sister-in-law and the others did to her can make her come back without any grievances? Now that you know what the sister-in-law and the second sister did to Mo Wan before, do you really Don't you mind?"

So, this is why Peng Yuan tacitly allowed Han Wenqing to change Tang Mowan's pregnancy list at that time. If Tang Mowan was with Fu Shaoqian at that time, Han Xiaduo would definitely not be reconciled, so the Han family would come forward, and Tang Mowan would inevitably Meeting the Han family, I'm afraid the matter of Han Jingyu and Tang Mowan's transfer will come to the surface sooner...

On the other hand, she was jealous of Tang Mowan. Did she get a little pleasure from seeing Mowan in pain?

Han Zhijing and Xu Yining didn't dare to think about it.

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Tang Mowan couldn't remember how she came back. When she opened her sleepy eyelids, she found herself lying on the bed alone.

It was already bright outside.

And because of her hangover, she drank more than half of the bottle of spirits, her temples swelled uncomfortably, and her whole body seemed to be falling apart.

After lying down for a while, my head still felt dizzy and aching, but low voices of conversation came from outside. Although the voice was extremely low, it still came in through the gap in the door.

Are there any guests?

Tang Mowan shook her head, got up quickly, changed her clothes, went to the bathroom to wash her face, and then opened the bedroom door.

Coincidentally, Fu Shaoqian also opened the door and came in, seeing her standing barefoot behind the door, with a relaxed expression: "Wake up."

"Yeah." Tang Mowan shrugged her hair, which was still slightly curled up, in embarrassment, "Is there anyone outside?"

Fu Shaoqian nodded, and walked out holding her hand. Tang Mowan looked down at the hands of the two clasped fingers. There was a slight smile on his lips, but after seeing the person sitting on the sofa, the smile drooped When I came down, I couldn't laugh even if I wanted to: "Why are you here?"

Sitting on the brown leather sofa were Han Zhijing and Xu Yining.

"At the end of the night, you woke up."

Tang Mowan felt that Xu Yining was a little strange today. He was wearing a yellow dress that was not too bright but soft. The whole person was obviously dressed up deliberately. He was completely free from the arrogance and alienation in the usual days. There was an almost flattering smile on his face. People are really not used to it.

As for Han Zhijing, ever since Tang Mowan found out that he was his father, he had been deliberately trying to please him, but he wasn't as excited as he is today.

Xu Yining even reached out to shake Tang Mowan's hand. Shocked, Tang Mowan avoided it without hesitation, frowning slightly, showing obvious precautions.

Xu Yining was slightly startled, with a hurt expression on his face.

So what if he was injured, Tang Mowan didn't care.

Fu Shaoqian asked her to sit first, but Tang Mowan subconsciously grabbed his hand that was about to leave: "Where are you going?" The tone was hesitant and cautious, which made people feel distressed, "I'll go with you."

"Okay." His voice was deep and clear, with connivance, "then let's go."

Tang Mowan never expected that he came to the kitchen.

At the kitchen door, she finally blushed and let go.

He didn't say anything. There was a small fire on the stove in front of him. He was wearing a simple vertical striped shirt, light white slacks, and his upper body was tall. He was bathed in the midday sun, as if all the sharpness and edge had faded away. She saw him at his purest.

He took an empty white porcelain bowl, opened the lid, and poured a bowl of brown juice out of it, and there was a faint smell of medicine. He blew on it a few times, and brought it to her: "Drink it while it's hot." .”

She turned away disgusted, smelling it on an empty stomach actually made her feel sick and wanted to vomit: "What is this?"

"Hangover soup, drink it while it's hot, so you won't have a headache."

When Tang Mowan heard this, he suddenly looked up at his black-eyed handsome face: "Did you cook it?"

"Nonsense, hurry up and drink." He urged, "Otherwise you will have a headache."

I was a little moved in my heart, but the appearance and complexion of this hangover soup were really not very good, and it was a bit unappetizing to look at it. Tang Mowan...

After hesitating again and again, firstly, the headache really hurts, and secondly, what a noble man Fu Shaoqian is, he is willing to cook soup for her himself, if he doesn't drink it, wouldn't it be too shameful and a blow to one's self-confidence?

The black glass-like eyeballs rolled around twice, and just about to open his mouth to take it, he tilted his neck up and downed a big gulp of hangover soup. Amidst her shocked and surprised voice, he saw the right moment, and the hangover soup came out of nowhere. His mouth crossed into hers.

"Hmm..." Tang Mowan's eyes widened in shock, never thinking that Fu Shaoqian would use such a method.

He didn't want to finish it, he slid down slowly and kissed her soft and fair neck, his hot breath sprayed on her neck, without saying a word, he just kissed her quietly.

A little itchy, a little noisy, but very reassuring.

The kitchen window was open, and the wind poured in through the window, which made people feel refreshed.Outside the window, there is a clear lake in the distance. The sunlight reflected on the water, intertwined into dots of gold, which is extraordinarily gorgeous.

She smiled, and the two of them were like affectionate mandarin ducks, completely forgetting that there were two other people outside the house.

Fu Shaoqian didn't make a sound, just spoke out, one hand still held the hangover soup from that night, and the other hand clasped her waist.

After the kiss was over, he wanted to take a second sip, Tang Mowan hurriedly stopped him, panting and pushed him away: "Ah, that's enough."

He didn't make any further moves, but handed the hangover soup in front of her. His dark and deep eyes did not hide his unsatisfied desires. She blushed with embarrassment and said softly, "I drink, myself drink"

She obediently took the hangover soup Gululu and drank it. Fu Shaoqian's eyes were close at hand, with a faint smile: "Don't you like me to feed you?"

The heat on her face was even worse: "I won't bother you."

And Han Zhijing and Xu Yining waited in the living room for a long time, but seeing that they hadn't come out of the kitchen, Xu Yining came over to take a look worriedly, but what he saw was the fiery scene of Fu Shaoqian and Tang Mowan kissing.

For a moment, he stood there in embarrassment.

Tang Mowan was even more embarrassed, her pretty face was so red that she could bleed, but the thought of finding a place to bury herself was only fleeting.

She thought, this is her home, and she needs other people's permission to be intimate with her husband?

Although she didn't know why they appeared here, Fu Shaoqian definitely wouldn't have invited them here. Thinking of this, her mood gradually calmed down. When she glanced at Fu Shaoqian, he had a calm and unhurried expression, and Tang Mowan laughed along with her. , turned around and put down the bowl, washed her hands, took some fruit out of the refrigerator, put it in the fruit plate and washed it, the visitor was a guest, she held the emerald green fruit and said, "Sit outside."

Fu Shaoqian's shirt sleeves were half lifted, revealing his strong forearms. He was dressed at home, and nodded to Xu Yining: "Let's talk outside."

Xu Yining's expression really changed rapidly, and finally walked into the living room without saying a word.

Tang Mowan put the fruit plate on the coffee table, her face was still flushed, Fu Shaoqian took a pair of slippers from the shoe rack next to her and put them at her feet, reminding her to put them on.

She smiled at him softly: "Then you sit down, I'll go to the house to rest."

"Mowan!" Xu Yining's eyes kept falling on Tang Mowan's body, and when she turned to leave, he had already grabbed her slender wrist.

The force was so strong that it was painful, Tang Mowan turned his head, his expression was surprised, and he was slightly displeased, but Han Zhijing stepped ahead of her and said: "Yining, what are you doing, let go first, you grab the end of the pain late."

"I..." Xu Yining's expression was a little too excited, and his voice was slightly suppressed, as if there were many unspeakable secrets that were about to be revealed.

She wanted to let go, but she refused, and the atmosphere was a little stiff.

In the end, it was Fu Shaoqian who rescued Tang Mowan's hand from Xu Yining, and said, "Mr. Han, Mrs. Han, sit down and have some tea."

Xu Yining's eyes were moist, and his desperately forbearing emotions were clearly on the verge of collapse. Seeing Tang Mowan frowning frequently, Han Zhijing's heart shivered, and he took Xu Yining's hand and said to Fu Shaoqian: "I suddenly remembered that Yining and I I still have something to do, so I will leave first, Shaoqian, take good care of Mowan."

Xu Yining looked at Tang Mowan, his face was bloodless, tears rolled in his eyes, that look... Tang Mowan felt that Han Jingyu had just passed away, and it was understandable for Xu Yining to be depressed, but the way she looked at herself...hid Too much content.

This……

Han Zhijing insisted on pulling Xu Yining away, Tang Mowan stared at his hurried backs, and then frowned at Fu Shaoqian in front of him: "Are you hiding something from me? Why did Xu Yining come? She saw me now You should want to kill me and give me two slaps."

People's normal emotions need to be vented. She has endured such a trauma, and this is a normal stress response, and the current situation... is obviously wrong.

"..." Fu Shaoqian looked at her strangely, "You really want to be beaten that much?"

"...I'm just telling the truth, but now, can you tell me what happened?"

Fu Shaoqian hugged her and sat down on the sofa on one side. The soft sofa suddenly sank a large piece. His slender and beautiful hand held her hand. It was so precious that Tang Mowan felt scared for no reason. : "What happened, what do you want to say?"

"Have you ever thought about why your mother—Peng Yuan, doesn't like you?" His voice was always deep, especially when he said something so seriously, with the magnetism unique to men, it was even more gentle and melodious. .

Tang Mowan was startled, and wanted to withdraw her hand with some resistance, but he pressed her hand on his own thigh, preventing her from moving an inch: "This is your knot, you Definitely thought about it."

"Oh." Tang Mowan's resistance gradually grew, and he could only endure it desperately, "Since you know, why bother to ask again."

When she was a child, she walked the streets with Peng Yuan and lived such a hard life. How many children's ugly words were repeated in her ears, what kind of illegitimate daughter, a child that no one wanted, when I think about it now, it is still so unbearable To my ears, as for Peng Yuan's indifferent attitude, she doesn't have a father, and she doesn't expect to be like other people's children, with parents loving her. She only hopes to get a little warmth from her mother.

Unfortunately no, nothing.

Peng Yuan treated her like a stranger.Peng Yuan was only responsible for raising her, but never cared about her barren inner world.

Before she met Fu Shaoqian again, she must have worked desperately and worked hard to live, so that she could grow up, be independent, and escape from that cold bondage as soon as possible.

Of course she longed for her father's love. No child would want to be held in the palm of their parents' hands and pampered to grow up. That's why Peng Yuan's attitude hurt her so much.

Fu Shaoqian asked her why Peng Yuan didn't like her, so why should I ask? "Because I was her drag bottle, I dragged her down, made her unable to find a good man to marry, let her live in the gossip about having children out of wedlock and being pointed at by others, or it might be because I would Let her think of that man, so on the one hand, she doesn't like me, but on the other hand, she has to support me. In fact, I think this is quite sad."

A few rays of light poured down from the gap in the curtains on the balcony. Tang Mowan huddled in Fu Shaoqian's arms, sniffed, and said bitterly: "She hates me so much, of course why she gave birth to me."

"If it were you, if Jinyan stayed by your side at that time, would you have given up on him? Would you have treated him badly?" Fu Shaoqian's thin lips rang softly in her ears.

Tang Mowan sat up straight suddenly, and looked at him solemnly: "How is this possible, that is the flesh that fell from my body, then my heart and blood are my heart, without you, I will love him even more , love him, give him my all, how could I not love him, it’s not good for him.”

She spoke loudly, and was a little annoyed, as if this was his insult to her, but Fu Shaoqian lowered his head and met her eyes with deep eyes: "Do you understand now?"

"Understood what?" Tang Mowan felt that his gaze was like a magnet, full of attraction, which could make people addicted if they were not careful, and she couldn't keep up with his thoughts.

Fu Shaoqian sighed softly, curled his slender fingers, and flicked her forehead: "You also said, it's your own child, and you will only love it more, and the other way around."

"Conversely?" She followed his words to think, "If it's not your own child, don't you need to love it?"

Suddenly, the whole room fell silent.

He didn't speak, but her eyes widened, and her nails dug into his palm.

Fu Shaoqian had been prepared for a long time, and when she opened her mouth, she lowered her head and kissed her.

The light in the room was very bright, and there were scattered birdsong outside the window. He kissed very hard, her body shook rapidly like sieve chaff, his fingers stroked her black hair, and then gently slid across her waist, the sound was very Very lightly: "Don't be afraid, everything is with me."

He didn't let her go, but hugged her all the time. At this time, any words of comfort are actually not as important as gentle company.

She studies psychology, and after giving herself psychological hints, her hesitant and restless mood gradually calmed down, but more of it was the coldness that penetrated her heart. She leaned in Fu Shaoqian's arms, unwilling to move at all, and her emotions became more and more serious. Depressed: "Is this why she has been treating me so?"

Recalling Xu Yining and Han Zhijing's excited and complicated expressions before, Tang Mowan pressed his swollen temples: "They... also know."

He answered her in silence.

(End of this chapter)