Born to be pregnant

Chapter 58 The Child Is Mine!
She has been forced to the edge of the cliff, despair, fear, like a tide flooding her face, will soon overwhelm her, so many people surround her, she is so uncomfortable that she can't breathe, muttering His lips and throat were so hot that he couldn't make any sound, and he might faint at any time.

"It's mine." I never thought that there would be such a person, stepping on colorful auspicious clouds, defying the brilliance of the sky, descending from the sky, saving her from the fire and water, and saying to everyone, "I will take responsibility for the child in her belly." , and the tie pin is mine too."

The crowd became quiet, quiet, those whispers and angry accusations seemed to disappear in an instant.

Her wrist was still tightly held by Fu Zimu, but she could no longer feel the pain.

In the backlight, she saw a man walking slowly from the gate, his eyes full of brilliance, his steps steady, from a hazy circle of light, he gradually walked down the altar and came into everyone's sight.

It was him, it was really him, it was really the man who had a dewy relationship with her that night.

In this way, Fu Shaoqian walked into the eyes of everyone with a quiet, elegant and unrestrained attitude.

Walking up to Fu Zimu, he stretched out his hand and held it down. Once he exerted force, he forced Fu Zimu to let go, and then he took Tang Mowan's hand instead.

Tang Mowan had completely lost the ability to react. She didn't know why this man was here or what his identity was. She only knew that no one dared to speak out, not even Fu Zimu, who had an extremely complex complexion.

But that's not important, what's important is that the man beside him, with a strong masculinity, gently took her under his plump wings, and said to her: "It's my child, I will recognize it."

Tang Mowan's mind was in a mess, she raised her eyes and slapped her eyelashes a few times, looking at his indifferent face, she opened her mouth dumbly: "You...why are you here."

This question was immediately submerged in Fu Zimu's rage, he jumped forward and grabbed Fu Shaoqian's tie in disbelief: "Uncle, are you kidding me, do you know who she is? How could you, how could... Fu Zimu, who was so angry that he lost his mind, surpassed Fu Shaoqian for the first time.

His livid face and rough movements told Fu Shaoqian that Tang Mowan was special to him, Fu Zimu.However, his cousin got involved with his niece and daughter-in-law and made her pregnant.

Fu Shaoqian nodded, and pushed Fu Zimu's hand away with ease.

Fu Zimu was furious: "You know who she is, you still...you still..." Fu Zimu was so angry that he couldn't speak, his sharp eyes turned into red eyes.

Everyone at the scene was speechless by such a shocking reversal, especially Tang Wanru, under the double blow of jealousy and excitement, almost cut Tang Mowan into pieces with her eyes, she never dreamed that Tang Mo In the evening, he actually hooked up with Fu Shaoqian.

Fu Shaoqian calmly greeted everyone's scrutiny, and slightly curled his lips: "Although that is the case, everyone should have heard what Young Master Zimu said just now. He has never touched the words of the woman next to me, and since she was pregnant In terms of life, it was before they got married." In fact, there is no need for Fu Shaoqian to continue to say the following, everyone can already speculate that Tang Mowan had already hooked up with Fu Shaoqian before he married Fu Zimu, and they had already made a secret knot.

Fu Zimu's blue veins burst into anger, and he really didn't choose what to say: "Uncle, don't you like a man? Don't make up such a bad joke just to help Tang Mowan get away with it? It's really not funny at all!"

Hearing this, Fu Shaoqian was as unmoved as a mountain: "I'm not joking, and have you seen that I like men? The facts are in front of me, will I lose my reputation for an irrelevant woman? To be exact, when you force me to Before marrying her, we were already in love."

What a happy couple!Immediately demoted Fu Zimu, the victim, to a plundering playboy.

Fu Shaoqian has always been a legend and a mystery of the Fu family, indeed, what he said is true.

Everyone has turned from ridicule to envy towards Tang Mowan.

Undoubtedly, climbing up to Fu Shaoqian is much better than Fu Zimu, and judging from Fu Shaoqian's maintenance of Tang Mowan today, I am afraid that the two have really been in love for a long time.

Old Mrs. Fu came from outside the door leaning on crutches. The smoke of swords and swords in the banquet hall had not yet dissipated. He saw Fu Shaoqian holding a girl's hand and standing in the encirclement. The scene was extremely chaotic.

Fu Chengguang stood up and presided over the overall situation: "Okay, Zimu, Shaoqian, today is grandpa's birthday, no one is allowed to cause trouble for his old man, let's talk after the birthday party first."

Fu Zimu gritted his teeth and went to snatch Tang Mowan's hand, but she dodged lightly and hid behind Fu Shaoqian. Now the whole audience is against her. She is like a lone reed floating in the sea. Fu Shaoqian is her Last resort.

Fu Zimu's eyes burst into flames, and he roared in a low voice: "Tang Mowan, you have to find out for me that you are still my wife now! Come die here!"

She was so loud that she died, she was sick only if she died, so she flinched even more behind Fu Shaoqian, Fu Shaoqian's tall figure seemed to completely cover her.

"Zimu, don't force others to be difficult." Fu Chengguang lost his old face, but he had to speak.

Fu Zimu really had nothing to do with blowing his beard and staring at this moment, because Mrs. Fu greeted everyone to sit down.

Even though Tang Mowan's identity had the most spectacular reversal tonight, he was still not qualified to rise from the lower table to the main table.

Fu Shaoqian naturally wanted to sit with Mrs. Fu, and rumors and rumors had spread, but Tang Wanru pretended to blame herself and took this responsibility to her side: "Shaoqian, you leave the last night to me, let her Sit with our wives, don't worry, I will take good care of her."

Opening the banquet and taking a seat, although Fu Zimu was not far away, he didn't dare to make a fuss. The sarcastic eyes around him made him unable to lift his head.

Anger, hate, are all instant things.

Fu Shaoqian was sitting at the main table, talking and laughing happily, with ease, while Tang Mowan was on pins and needles, and Tang Wanru kept defending her openly with the group of rich wives, but actually made troubles insincere.

By now, escape was impossible.There are a lot of dishes tonight. Although I am upset, I still have to eat.

So what Fu Shaoqian glimpsed out of the corner of his eye was the scene of Ruosu's meal at the end of Tang Dynasty.It seems that nothing around her can enter her eyes or heart, only those delicacies can keep her company.

He deepened the smile on the corner of his mouth.Not bad, a little more courageous than he thought.

Hey, she doesn't have the guts, she just broke the jar, because she didn't know how to end it, and she also believed Fu Shaoqian's words that I would be responsible. Fu Zimu's murderous eyes made her feel like a thorn in her back, besides eating, divert her attention Besides, she really had no other way.

The final result is naturally to eat enough to walk against the wall.

Being brought into the car by Fu Shaoqian, she turned her head, looked at the somewhat familiar handsome face close at hand, stretched out her hand and squeezed his thigh hard, and there was a firm touch from underneath, and the way he frowned and turned to stare at her. She suddenly realized: "So I am not dreaming, this is all real."

Fu Shaoqian got angry and waved her hand away: "Are you still daydreaming in the middle of the night? If you want to screw it, screw yourself."

Daring is not having courage, but when you are dreaming.Fu Shaoqian decided to take back what he said just now.

"Twisting yourself will hurt." She answered it as a matter of course, staring at his handsome face that is almost greedy, she was completely shocked by his domineering appearance, and now that she has recovered, she feels terrible again "What should I do now, Fu Zimu should be mad."

"You still think he will be mad? Shouldn't you think about what you're going to do next."

Tang Mo said late, yes, the matter was exposed without warning, she could see the anger of Fu Zimu, and she could also imagine the anger of Peng Yuan and the Tang family. The future seems to have become a distant luxury, and I can't help but feel sad.

But just when she was secretly sad, a flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in her mind, and she looked up at Fu Shaoqian again: "Didn't you say that you will be responsible? Are you really responsible?"

He said, "Yes, I will be responsible for the child in your womb."

What he was responsible for was only the child in her womb, Tang Mowan smiled lightly and replied again.

However, she did not intend to keep the child.

So annoying, so messy, too many things happened tonight, she suddenly felt so tired and sleepy, she really wanted to take a long sleep, she really just wanted to pretend that all this was just a nightmare, when she woke up, she was still the same A senior student who is living an ordinary life, doing an ordinary internship in a job, working hard for the future, fighting for the future, instead of being in the fog like a sailboat that has lost its course, drifting with the current, not knowing what to expect. What will tomorrow be like?

She couldn't hide her tired look, which made him unbearable.

She obviously hates women approaching so much, but she doesn't reject her approaching her.

Tonight, even Mrs. Fu looked at Tang Mowan with admiration.Knowing that she is Fu Zimu's newly married great-grandson-in-law, she still ignores her and chooses to remain silent.

Mrs. Fu is also very concerned about Fu Shaoqian's marriage.If only this woman could stay by Fu Shaoqian's side, he would not mind promoting this great-granddaughter-in-law to grandson-daughter-in-law.

When Fu Shaoqian was in a trance, he lowered his head, and suddenly found that Tang Mowan's head was already shaking around, and then, tilted, leaning on his shoulder impartially.

He frowned slightly, wanted to push, but didn't really do it, and reluctantly acquiesced to let her touch him.His mind was actually in a mess.

That high-profile appearance in the banquet hall was not his intention.

But seeing how pitiful she was cast aside by everyone there, bossed around and ridiculed, he couldn't stand still.

But, the head really hurts too.

This woman, with such good skills, actually won the lottery once?
Seeing her swaying from side to side and almost hitting the hard car seat accidentally, he immediately stretched out his hand to protect her head, and pressed firmly on his shoulder.

Chen Mo spied Fu Shaoqian's movements from the rearview mirror. Although he didn't show it, he still couldn't hide his depression.It is already a miracle that Fu Shaoqian, who has always treated women like snakes and scorpions, can get close to women, but he even makes gentle caring movements?

And the two had a relationship?It seems that this late Tang Dynasty is really not easy.

Fu Zimu became the joke of the whole city overnight.This big green hat was buckled on his head like a shit bowl, ruining his reputation for the rest of his life.

At this time, those friends who were good friends on weekdays were all around him like a smelly thief cat, making noises, asking questions, and there was no lack of teasing and amusing.

"Get out—" Finally, Young Master Fu's fierceness was aroused. He dropped the wine glass, and Fu Zimu chased him away angrily.

Everyone froze for a moment, but the deafening music from the bar immediately drowned out his yelling, and someone stepped forward to hook him up again. This time, Fu Zimu was not polite, and slammed the wine glass in his hand, and the colorful wine spilled All over the place, the shattered glass slag shone coldly under the laser light. Although the music was still going on and the men and women on the dance floor were still dancing, the air pressure in this area was frighteningly low.

As the wine dispersed, everyone took two steps back unconsciously, staring at the angry Fu Zimu silently.But Fu Zimu put on a cold face, pushed them away and walked out alone.

It can be seen that what happened to Tang Mowan made him very angry.

But in front of him, a slender figure blocked his way. Who else could there be besides Tang Wanru, a dignifiedly dressed, gentle and beautiful woman.

Ignoring Fu Zimu's glaring gaze, she stepped forward to hold his arm, and whispered softly: "Zimu, you're drunk, I'll take you home."

"No need." Fu Zimu shook her arms and tried to pull her hand out, but she tightly held him tightly and sighed softly, "Zimu, don't do this, I know you feel very uncomfortable, what do you have?" Whatever you hate, just tell me, I can listen to you, I will always be by your side, let's go, Zimu."

In the eyes of outsiders, Tang Wanru perfectly played the role of bringing home his stepson who didn't come home at night.

But in fact, she abducted this stepson to her bed.

Fu Chengguang took sleeping pills and fell asleep already.

Tang Wanru was in the next room, comforting the injured stepson who returned to his arms.

Fu Zimu's violent plunder made her taste incomparable happiness. She hugged his shoulders and left her unique marks on him.

This, perhaps, was the most unexpected harvest Tang Mowan brought her.

She wanted to comfort him when Fu Zimu had vented enough, and pull him back to her side again, but at the last moment, Fu Zimu pushed her away knowingly and bored, and left her.

"Zimu—" She grabbed his arm, her face was flushed, and her face was full of disbelief, "Zimu, what's wrong with you? We still..."

Fu Zimu suddenly felt deeply bored. Before, he would find it very exciting, especially when Fu Chengguang slept next door when he was at home, but now, he just felt bored. He stood by the window and lit a cigarette, and the smoke ring Burning between his fingers, the smoke was lingering, and he said in a hoarse voice: "In the future, don't give the old man medicine."

He is not a ruthless and unfilial son after all.

Tang Wanru pulled the quilt to cover her body, the corners of her mouth stiffened slightly, did her wishful thinking come to nothing again?
Lifting the quilt, getting off the bed, stepping on the pure white Persian carpet to embrace her from behind, the black window lattice reflected their perfectly pressed bodies, his young body is so strong, she put her face on his back On the back, kissed gently: "Okay, Zimu, but you have to remember that the person I love the most is always you, so don't leave me, okay?"

Fu Zimu smiled and didn't stop her behavior, but she felt more and more boring, bored, and disgusted: "You slept with the old man last night." He provoked her, "You said you were too aggressive If you call the wrong name, guess what the old man will do."

Tang Wanru's complexion suddenly turned pale, her body froze, and she felt a basin of cold water poured down her head. Tonight, Fu Zimu looked weird: "Zimu, what's wrong with you? Are you really in love with Tang Mo? Is it too late? She and Fu Shaoqian have already started to make love, her wedding night was actually with Fu Shaoqian at all, can't you see through it?"

"On the wedding night, didn't I stay with you too?" Fu Zimu laughed at himself.

Tang Wanru opened his eyes wide.He clearly cares about Tang Mowan's performance, okay?
"But how do you forgive her? Do you still want a woman who is pregnant with someone else's child? It's not like you don't know what they think of you. With such a big green hat, you..."

"I don't wear such a big green hat for me, what is that?" Fu Zimu snorted coldly.

"But that person is Fu Shaoqian, your cousin."

That's right, but that person is Fu Shaoqian, why is it Fu Shaoqian.He respects him so much, the whole Fu family, the person he respects the most is Fu Shaoqian, obviously Fu Shaoqian is not a few years older than him, but since he was a child, he has been afraid of this unpredictable and strategizing cousin, why Fu Shaoqian? .

"Annoying, go back and take care of the old man." Fu Zimu ignored Tang Wanru's pleas, put on his clothes, left the Fu's house, and continued to have fun.

Fu Shaoqian slept all the way with her pillow on his shoulder in the late Tang Dynasty, and she was still drooling on his expensive handmade suit.

He frowned slightly and shook his shoulders. Tang Mowan only gave a few warnings, then changed his angle and resumed his deep sleep.

Chen Mo smiled, and asked Fu Shaoqian what to do next.

He stared at Chen Mo, and Chen Mo suddenly had a bad feeling: "She is pregnant with a child, I can't bring her home, President Fu, give up."

Fu Shaoqian pursed his lips and snorted coldly: "You will think about it." He shook his shoulders vigorously again, Tang Mowan's head drooped to the side, knocked, saliva flowed down the corner of his mouth, and woke up.

She let out a cry, turned her neck blankly, looked at Chen Mo, then at Fu Shaoqian, and then at the surrounding scenery, she was a little unclear, so she said, "Where is this?"

Fu Shaoqian showed a slight disgust at the corner of his mouth, and took out a tissue for her: "Wipe your mouth clean first."

"Ah—" Tang Mowan looked at the tissue in his hand, and immediately understood, blushing hurriedly wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth, such embarrassment was really terrible in his eyes.

The most important thing is what to do next.

"Thank you." She bowed her head sullenly.

He responded coldly: "Thank you for what?"

"Thank you for saving me from making a fool of myself today, and thank you for that night..." At that time, she also said thank you to him, still in tears.

Fu Shaoqian looked back and thought about it now, but it was really strange. Being his woman, was he so wronged?

He didn't respond, just said: "Get out of the car."

She came to her senses and quickly followed. She and him stood in front of a garden house in Jinyu Orchid Court.

Fu Shaoqian threw her a key: "You will live here from now on."

This is, Jinwu Zangjiao?Also, how many houses does he own?This is the businessman, the cunning rabbit and the three caves.

Looking at the key in his hand, he looked at him again: "What about you?"

"It's not your turn to take care of my affairs." This cold answer, Tang Mowan was indifferent, indeed, he was not qualified to take care of it.

just this sound...

"Your name is Fu Shaoqian, what's your English name?"

Fu Shaoqian raised his eyebrows, but Tang Mowan was affirming his guess: "Alex, isn't it?"

Seeing that he was silent, she could already conclude that her eyes turned white immediately: "If you don't speak, you are acquiescing, right?" She almost couldn't stand, and her feet staggered. Leaning so close to him, the smell of cologne on his body entered her breath, "You were the one who saved me in the corridor that day, right..."

So, it was him who kissed her!
"But you... We are all like this, why do you still have that kind of problem with women... I think you..." The scene of that night is vivid in my memory, it has killed people, how can it seem to have function Handicapped people.

"I said, I'm fine." Fu Shaoqian said at the beginning, "I just hate women."

"Then you, I..." Tang Mowan looked at the distance between the two of them, so they wouldn't be thrown away by PIA right away.

Fu Shaoqian finally sensed something was wrong, and pushed her away: "It's good that you know, stay away from me next time."

Obviously he was the one who got close to her, okay?

And receiving too much information at once, she really felt like she was going to faint.

Fu Shaoqian was calm and said to her, "Go up and calm down first."

Indeed, she needs to calm down.

But seeing him turn around, she asked, "You want to go?"

"You want me to stay?"

This question is really... so difficult to answer.

She blushed in embarrassment: "Well, it's up to you."

"Follow me?" Fu Shaoqian smiled, "Okay, then you can have a good rest tonight. I will take you to the hospital tomorrow for a checkup."

Tang Mowan looked at him immediately: "What are you going to do with this child?"

He frowned slightly: "Let's make sure we have it first."

... She has already detected two bars, so can it still be fake?

Her menstruation has always been very accurate, but the key is that her stomach seems to be a little swollen now, feeling anxious...

Fu Shaoqian's cell phone rang.

It was Fu Zimu who called. After seeing it, he didn't avoid it, and answered in front of her: "It's so late, why don't you rest?"

"Uncle Tang." Standing by the river, facing the wind, Fu Zimu said seriously for the first time, "Tang Mowan will be with you now."

Fu Shaoqian hummed twice as an answer, which meant tacit consent.

Fu Zimu was confused: "Where are you, I want to see you, is it convenient?"

Fu Shaoqian looked at the sky and asked without answering, "Where are you?"

So Fu Zimu told him the location, and Fu Shaoqian replied: "You wait for me there, I will go there now."

Looking back, Tang Mowan looked at him with bright eyes, and he raised his phone: "You heard me, do you still want me to go up?"

Licking her dry lips, she shook her head, but asked uneasy: "What will you talk about?"

Fu Shaoqian was calm and composed: "He came to me to see what he wanted to talk about, you go up, I will take you to the hospital tomorrow morning."

Chen Mo had been waiting quietly not far away. Fu Shaoqian waved, and he reversed the car and drove Fu Shaoqian away.

There was a house number on the key, and it didn't take much effort to open the door and come in.

How many people in this city work hard every day to provide for a house, and the rich are like this, they have real estate everywhere in this city, and live wherever they want. In a society with great disparity between rich and poor, some people are doomed to live Some people must be humble and low in the dust.

And she is a low-level person who is constantly struggling for a good life.

But now he was involved in the dispute of the Fu family.

The stomach seemed to be getting more and more uncomfortable. That feeling made her flustered. If she was really pregnant... Is this a sign of miscarriage?

Impatiently, I ran to the bathroom to take a look, but it turned out that it was clean and there was nothing there.But that feeling was really familiar, she couldn't help but think wildly, and wanted to find someone to talk to, but there was no one she could find.

I had no choice but to lie on the bed and force myself to fall asleep. Everything will wait until I go to the hospital tomorrow.

Fu Shaoqian let Chen Mo get out of the car halfway, and drove to the riverside alone.

Fu Zimu was sitting on the embankment, with his legs dangling in the air, swaying wildly, with scattered beer bottles in his hands, and one in his hand, drinking intermittently.

Fu Shaoqian got off the car and stood beside him, facing the wind in the river. Fu Zimu raised his head and smiled at him: "Uncle, you're here very fast. I thought it would take at least half an hour. Sit down."

Looking down at Fu Zimu's giggling expression, Fu Shaoqian's eyes were bleak, and he was as silent as falling into the river: "Tell me, what's the matter."

What's the matter, such a big thing happened, Fu Shaoqian still behaved so calmly and asked him what happened, Fu Zimu could only curl his lips and smile bitterly: "I just want to know if that thing is true or not."

"It's true." Fu Shaoqian answered decisively without dragging his feet.

Fu Zimu's heart felt as if he had been punched abruptly, his oxygen seemed to be drained, and he felt a dull pain: "Uncle..."

Fu Shaoqian remained silent, but sat down beside him, reached out for a can of beer and opened it, gulped down half of it, a lot of wine slid down the corner of his mouth into his collar, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, with Indescribable masculinity.

Fu Zimu giggled again, he thought he was suave and handsome, and he was always at the disadvantage among women, but when he met Fu Shaoqian, he always seemed that way.

Since he opened his mouth since he was a child, he seems to have been hiding under Fu Shaoqian's overwhelming light.

Those girls started to hang around him obviously, as soon as Fu Shaoqian appeared, they would stop hugging him.

No matter how hard he works, how good he is in both character and learning, Fu Shaoqian can always get No.1 without any effort, but he still admires his brother-in-law very much, because he is his brother-in-law, so he is never jealous, but a little afraid with respect.

This kind of fear and respect is something that even Fu Chengguang has never had.

It's like being betrayed by the closest person, so it hurts even more.

Fu Zimu drank half of the bottle again before hearing Fu Shaoqian say: "You married her just to get revenge on your father. Since you don't love her, why should you care so much?"

"Then uncle, will you love her?"

Fu Shaoqian curled his lips under the moonlight, and Fu Zimu was fascinated by it. Fu Shaoqian was mature, stable, handsome and mysterious, no wonder women flocked to him.

Compared with this uncle who has been fighting in the mall for many years and stands out, he is like a young child, and he can't get on the stage no matter what.

However, Tang Mowan was his wife, so he couldn't give it up...

"You don't love her either, do you? Why do you have to have her? Since then, you have said that you will never fall in love with any woman again. "

Fu Shaoqian smiled: "Zimu, when did you become so infatuated? I thought women were just clothes to you, and changing one was another. Just because I fell in love with Tang Mowan, I didn't plan to let go? "

"It's not like that!" If Fu Shaoqian had taken a fancy to anything else of his, he would have let it go without hesitation, but this late Tang Dynasty, he really couldn't bear it... "You know that she is my wife, When you are together, is there not a trace of..."

Fu Shaoqian looked at him with some pity: "You know, when was the night I met her?"

Fu Zimu listened quietly.

"It was your wedding night, and she was wandering in the street in a red wedding dress..." Fu Shaoqian threw the beer can in his hand into the endless and deep river, "So, there is nothing to complain about, you missed her, we Let's go, you should go back early."

Fu Zimu's face darkened, never expecting such a result.

Fu Shaoqian was right. He himself missed it. Looking at Fu Shaoqian's tall and straight back, Fu Zimu called her again: "Then uncle, do you really marry her? You will be responsible for the child, and you will also be responsible for her." Responsible?"

Fu Shaoqian paused slightly, then turned his head and glanced at him again: "Zimu, take care of yourself, before you have formally grown into a man, you are not qualified to ask this question."

Fu Zimu's back was deeply chilled, and he felt ashamed all over his eyes.

In Fu Shaoqian's eyes, he is always just a child, a child who is too young to be on stage.He only spends his family's money and lives a dandy life, so he can't even keep his wife...

Throw beer cans into the river one by one, such small cans, falling into the water, can't even stir up the slightest splash, and just drift away with the current.

Just like him, seemingly dazzling and boundless, in fact, Fu Shaoqian, who was behind him, had already driven away without the strength to restrain the chicken.But in his dark and dead eyes, sparks of fire suddenly popped out, his hands were clenched into fists, his tall body was like a poplar standing straight, it was his aroused fighting spirit of not admitting defeat!

Fu Shaoqian drove back to the villa, and received a report from the housekeeper, and Mrs. Fu sent a word.

If that's what you want, as long as you're determined to settle down, you can take it away and leave the rest to him.

What a doting word.

Fu Shaoqian knew that Mrs. Fu was talking about the late Tang Dynasty. As long as he was willing to settle the matter and stay in Fu's house, he could take it away at the end of Tang Dynasty, and Mrs. Fu would take care of the rest.

"Understood." Fu Shaoqian did not go back to the bedroom, but went to the gym.

He was sweating profusely on the treadmill, which gradually settled his impetuous heart.

He ran tirelessly, driving at the maximum speed, marrying Tang Mowan, he didn't think about this issue seriously.

But people in the rivers and lakes are always involuntary.

If you must marry, then marry.

It's just a child, his eyes are cold.A child seems to be able to win him a bigger bargaining chip.

He ran for an hour, practiced boxing for another hour, took a shower, slept for three hours, and then got up to pick up Tang Mowan.

Tang Mowan didn't sleep well that night and had a dream all night.

It's not a nightmare, it's all a childhood thing, intermittent, but it's like a shadow.

As long as she can remember, Peng Yuan took her to move around. Because they could not pay the rent, they were often evicted by the landlord. From the east to the north of the city, from the south to the west of the city, from this city to another city, they were lonely. The helpless ones suffered all kinds of neglect and blank stares.

Peng Yuan is not a kind mother, because life has bent her back and made her temper volatile. She washes clothes, washes dishes, mops the floor, collects waste, sells buns, and everything she does She has done all the jobs she can do, but she was angry outside. When she came home and saw Tang Mowan, she was always angry. She beat or scolded her, venting her accumulated temper for many days.

Tang Mowan was crying at first, crying that her mother was so fierce and she didn't love her.

Later, when she was a little older, seeing her mother's hard work, she gradually learned to be patient. No matter how hard Peng Yuan beat her, she would keep silent and let her beat and scold her.

In the end, Peng Yuan would scold her, yelling at her, scolding her for being a bastard, scolding why she was born and why it was so difficult.Then the mother and daughter hugged each other and cried.

When I was young, other people’s children had new clothes to wear and snacks to eat. Tang Mowan always stood outside the small shop and licked his mouth, but never went home to ask Peng Yuan for them. She only secretly bought toys from other people’s houses. She is envious from the bottom of her heart, because she knows that her mother has worked very hard and is unable to give herself all this.

She also often secretly thinks that it would be great if she had a father, who can give her everything she wants, but unfortunately, when the word father is mentioned, Peng Yuan's temper will grow stronger, and she will often be beaten all over her body. After a long time, I never dared to ask again.

Only by studying hard, studying hard, and growing up hard can she be self-reliant and give her mother a good life.

She knows how hard it is for a single mother with a child.Her childhood was gray and spent under endless pressure and suffering.

Although she was in a dream, thinking of all the past, she still couldn't help crying, tears wet the pillow towel.

Later, by chance, he met Tang Zhenyuan.

At that time, Peng Yuan was really driven crazy. She was living too hard, and she really didn't want to go on living anymore. She was recommended by a friend to sell herself.

There is no unparalleled road, and I met Tang Zhenyuan.Tang Zhenyuan was like a driftwood in the sea, Peng Yuan was really desperate, so she desperately wanted to catch it.

Although Tang Mowan didn't like it, she was powerless to object.Because that's my mother's life.

She was not so clear about the process, but in the end, Peng Yuan really married Tang Zhenyuan as she wished and did house filling.

Maybe, this is fate.Her mother finally watched the clouds and saw the moon, and lived a prosperous life.

Even with her, they all followed suit.

They lived in the Tang family, and they no longer had to live a wandering and homeless life. Tang Mowan was also relieved to see her mother's happiness, but there was no such comfort and harmony under the seemingly glamorous mansion.

For Peng Yuan, it might be a real relief, but for Tang Mowan, it was the beginning of another suffering.

Fu Shaoqian stood by the bed, seeing the tears streaming from the corners of her eyes, his heart shook violently.

She was dreaming, but she didn't cry out or make a sound. It was like watching a movie quietly. The pillow had been soaked in a large area. She must have cried most of the night.

What kind of dream is it that can make people feel heartbroken like this, going back and forth a thousand times.

She didn't intend to wake up, Fu Shaoqian sighed deeply, turned on the phone ringer, and a loud and joyful little apple reverberated in the room majesticly.

The ear-piercing sound disturbed people's lucid dream, and finally interrupted her meditation. She woke up leisurely, looked at the man standing beside the bed so close, her dazed eyes widened in fright, and she rolled to the side, almost fell out of bed.

Little Apple is still in endless melodiousness, he is wearing a smoky gray shirt with a navy blue silk tie, black Bulgari diamond cufflinks shining brightly in the sun, he is a man bathed in golden light.

Tang Mowan was actually a little crazy.

She rolled over to the side of the bed, and the place where she slept on the bed was naturally exposed to his eyes.

The glaring redness on the white bed sheet did not escape his eyes.

Tang Mowan followed his gaze and was shocked.

Blood... blood on the bed.

(End of this chapter)