Flash Marriage Sweet Wife: No. 1 Yuan from a wealthy family

Chapter 211
No divorce.

Maintain physical marriage? !
Qin Anhao stared at Song Yizheng's handsome and cold face for a long time, finally looked away, nodded and replied: "Yes."

When Song Yizheng heard Qin Anhao's answer, his originally sharp eyes suddenly softened, and he withdrew his gaze from staring at Qin Anhao, with a secretive expression, covering up all his emotions and thoughts in his heart.

Qin Anhao didn't speak any more, and turned his head to look out the car window. The calmness on his face could not conceal the ups and downs in his heart.

There was a long silence.

Qin Anhao felt that the driver was driving the wrong way, so he hurriedly reminded the driver to change lanes.

Song Yizheng turned his head, looked at Qin Anhao, and said unhurriedly, "Aren't you going home?" Song Yizheng felt that Qin Anhao must go back to live.

Hearing this, Qin Anhao turned his head to look at Song Yizheng, snorted, and replied, "I don't seem to have this obligation." After saying that, he continued to urge the driver to change the road.

The driver asked the boss for instructions and did not change the road until the boss agreed.

Back to the hotel.

As soon as the car stopped, Qin Anhao got out of the car directly. The sea breeze was very cool. Qin Anhao stood outside and blew for a while, but suddenly there was an extra dress on his body. She turned around with a chuckle, and returned the clothes to Song Yizheng.

"You have no obligation either."

After saying that, Qin Anhao took a step and walked directly into the hotel.

Song Yizheng took his coat and stared at the woman's back for a long time before stepping up to follow her in.

Qin Anhao came back so late, and as soon as he entered the hotel, he ran into Zuoqiu Feng.

After seeing Qin Anhao, Zuo Qiufeng looked at Brother Song who was following her, approached and asked, "Are you reconciled?" After saying that, Zuo Qiufeng looked at Brother Song.

Seeing Brother Song's expression was calm and natural, without the shivering chill of the previous days, it felt really different.

Zuo Qiufeng was about to say congratulations.

Qin Anhao smiled lightly and replied, "It's all about helping and benefiting each other."

The simple six words made Zuo Qiufeng swallow what he wanted to say, and turned his head to stare at Qin Anhao who had gone away, and then at Brother Song.

Brother Song just smiled, and asked Zuo Qiufeng to arrange a room next to Qin Anhao, and gave him the spare room card of Qin Anhao's room.

It's not impossible for Zuo Qiufeng to be a political figure in Song Yi, but he just stared at Brother Song and said, "It's not impossible to give you Sister Anhao's spare room card, but it's just that you're invading other people's privacy." Zuo Qiu Feng, this hotel, is taking a high-end route, how can it be so casual.

Zuo Qiufeng didn't want to give it, but Song Yizheng looked at him coldly; Zuo Qiufeng was trembling at the sight, and asked the front desk to do as required.

Song Yizheng took the card before going upstairs.

Qin Anhao went upstairs first, and after returning to the room, he went straight to the bed and sat down, originally wanting to sleep.

But after sitting down, he felt something was wrong, stood up hesitantly, turned on the TV, ordered a movie casually, and was about to sit down and watch it, but felt a little restless in his heart, stood up suddenly, walked to the wardrobe, took the clothes into the Bathroom with shower.

It is indeed inconvenient to have a big belly, but Qin Anhao, who is usually used to it, has already found the best position for taking a bath during pregnancy. He slowly opened his legs, stepped into the bathtub, squeezed some body wash, and was about to wipe it on his body.

Suddenly there was a door opening and closing outside.

After a while, it was quiet again.

Qin Anhao thought it was the sound of the TV, so he didn't care too much. He continued to take a shower, got up after taking a bath, wrapped himself in a bathrobe, and stepped out of the bathroom.

But just as she opened the door, she was startled by the man standing outside the door.

His feet slipped and he almost fell.

Fortunately, Song Yizheng was quick and pulled the person into his arms, looked down at the person in his arms, frowned and reprimanded: "Don't you pay attention?"

Hearing this, Qin Anhao's expression darkened slightly.

He didn't answer, just struggled to push Song Yizheng away, stood up straight, and replied at the same time as he walked forward: "If you do this again next time, and enter my room casually without my consent, you are sabotaging me. Even if the agreement between us is violated, the physical marriage cannot be maintained."

Having said that, Qin An sat down on the sofa in front of the TV.

From the beginning to the end, he didn't look at Song Yizheng directly.

Regardless of whether Song Yizheng can listen to it or not, and whether she will be angry, that's what she thinks now.

Song Yizheng's complexion was indeed not very good-looking, and he had the urge to take the woman to justice on the spot; but because she was pregnant, forcing her would hurt the child.

The man pursed his lips tightly and walked over, slowly sat down beside Qin Anhao, and said casually: "I'm just here to see the child."

After finishing the words, the man's eyes stopped on Qin Anhao's stomach.

When Qin Anhao saw Song Yizheng mentioning the child, his face turned cold, he turned to stare at Song Yizheng, and said with a slightly cold look: "Don't worry, I actually kept her in my stomach for six months, and she will definitely give birth, please Don't make excuses to come into my room casually; otherwise, I'm not sure if she will give birth in a healthy way." Speaking of this, Qin Anhao protected his stomach, stared at Song Yizheng, and asked him to leave.

Perhaps it was because Qin Anhao's attitude was too tough and his belly was sticking out, but Song Yizheng stood up helplessly with his thin lips tightly pressed, and when he left, his face was dark.

Song Yizheng left, Qin Anhao stared at Song Yizheng's figure until he disappeared.

Seeing Song Yizheng helpless, although Qin Anhao was a little happy, he was still worried.

Turn around and continue watching TV.

Even if she wants a child, the Song family has to ask her if she agrees now; it's just that when the child is born, it's hard to say whether she can take the child with her.

Thinking of this, Qin Anhao turned off the TV, stood up, and went to bed to rest.

Ribbon cutting the next morning.

Zuo Qiufeng originally arranged for Qin Anhao to be in the same row as him, but because Song Yizheng was there, according to his status, Song Yizheng naturally overwhelmed Qin Anhao.

Qin Anhao was arranged to stand next to Song Yizheng. There was nothing wrong with this position, but it was too close to Song Yizheng.

After cutting the color, Qin Anhao put down the scissors, and when he was about to withdraw his hand, he was held by Song Yizheng. The generous palm and the hot temperature made Qin Anhao's hand slightly stiff. He followed the man's beautiful hand and looked at his handsome face, coldly. He said aloud, "Let go."

After the words fell, Qin Anhao struggled.

The man tightened his hands.

"The reporters are all..."

Song Yizheng's original intention was to remind Qin Anhao not to be rude in front of reporters.

Qin Anhao suddenly increased the strength in his hand, shook off Song Yizheng's hand, and frowned tightly and replied: "Didn't you not show your face in public before?"

After saying that, Qin Anhao moved to the side and changed places with Gu Jinchen.

Although Gu Jinchen supported the reconciliation between the two, Qin Anhao was too angry, he could only help block it, and said to Song Yizheng, "There is no rush."

For six months, she was clearly close at hand, but she avoided seeing her.

Any girl would be heartbroken.

If you want to redeem it, you have to rely on your bare/exposed sincerity; it depends on whether some people dare to pay.

ps/ After receiving so many rewards, I’m embarrassed not to add an update, I will add an update tomorrow, okay! !

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