Bring back ex-wife and baby

Chapter 105

Jing Zhi felt his body pressing down on her little by little, and finally gathered up enough strength to push him away, and ran out of the kitchen.

"Marry?" Meng Shaoting was taken aback for a moment, and cold anger suddenly surged in his dark black pupils: "Are you still having trouble getting along with Shao Xuan?"

Standing there, Jing Zhi An Jing looked at his expression full of anger, and thought it was funny, and couldn't help but said bitterly; "How do you know that I'm going to marry the third young master of your family? I said it a long time ago, I I don't want to have anything to do with the Meng family anymore, I married you five years ago, but our family lost two lives, do you think I'm still so stupid?"

"I'm sorry for your father's death. I'm responsible, but I can't blame it all. And child, don't forget Fu Jingzhi, you took it away with your own hands!"

He suddenly squeezed his palm tightly and took a step closer, only to see that her face was frighteningly pale. The days in winter were short, and the sun had gone to nowhere. Although the light in the living room was bright, he felt he couldn't see her expression clearly. In a pair of obsidian-like pupils, thick ink and sadness came out, making his heart twitch.

"Yeah, my father's death has nothing to do with you. You don't have to be responsible. If you want to blame, you can only blame my father for loving me too much, and blame him for not wanting my unfilial daughter to be kicked out when she was pregnant, so I went to your house with the cheek Please your parents don't want you to divorce me! Blame him for not being capable, blame him for being broke and being looked down upon, so he deserves to be abused, humiliated, belittled, worthless, scolded in front of his face Her daughter is a slut, a bitch, and the child in her belly is a bastard who doesn't know who his father is! He deserved his death, he deserves it, and he can't blame anyone!"

Jing didn't know when she started to get angry. When she finished the long phone call in a sharp voice, she collapsed on the sofa exhausted. The living room was so quiet that she could hear herself Heavy breathing, as if her head was about to explode, gradually hearing unstoppable buzzing in her ears, Jing Zhi slowly hugged her head, buried her face in her lap, her tears, After all, it still fell down without disappointment...

The scene five years ago was like a nightmare that tormented her. Whenever she thought about it, it was a heart-wrenching pain. She didn't want to think about it, and she didn't want to look back. She let go of her hatred, and she just wanted to be safe. Living her own life, she married a stranger without even thinking about it. Why didn't this man let her go?
"Jingzhi... what are you talking about?" Meng Shaoting was stunned. He walked two steps closer, but heard Jingzhi's suppressed cry. Her small body was curled up on the sofa, and the cry was dull and sad. Standing there as if petrified, some of the memories in my mind were messed up, but it seemed that some thoughts were gradually cleared up...

"What's the matter with the child? And Mr. Fu's death, Jingzhi, you tell me!" Meng Shaoting put his hand on her shoulder and asked in a loud voice. He couldn't bear to pull her up and hugged her in his arms: "Jingzhi, tell me the truth!"

Jing Zhi cried so much that she was almost fainting, but she still stubbornly pushed him desperately. She kept choking up, and her words were intermittent: "Don't touch me, Meng Shaoting! Get lost...I don't want to see you, I don't want to see you!" To anyone in your Meng family..."

"Jingzhi, what are you doing? Fang came in..."

Almost at the moment when Jingzhi's words just fell, Song Rumei's voice and the rustling of unlocking the door sounded outside the living room. Meng Shaoting was taken aback, and was about to let go in a hurry, but the door was already opened, and Song Rumei was carrying a few bags with a smile on his face. Things stood outside, and Fang Jin stood on the side...

The moment she saw Meng Shaoting, Song Rumei was stunned for a moment, some images that had been deeply suppressed in her mind began to move around, she knew this person!

Yes, even if he turned into ashes, she would still know him.

Five years ago, when she was recovering from illness in the United States, Jingzhi got married and she couldn't come back to participate due to physical reasons. Later, Jingzhi emailed their photos. She was very satisfied with Meng Shaoting at the time, because the two people in the photos looked like , really an eye-catching couple!
At that time, she deliberately hung the photo of her daughter and son-in-law in the most conspicuous place in the room. How many times did she not look at it every day?It wasn't until the end when the other two sisters of the Fu family sent emails that Jingzhi and Meng Shaoting divorced and a series of things happened in the Fu family, that she burned the photos!

But she couldn't forget this man's face. The Meng family killed her favorite man, her and Zheng Zheng's only daughter. When she saw them, she wished she could kill these people with her own hands!

"Auntie..." Although Meng Shaoting was a little shocked, he quickly adjusted his mentality. He took a few steps forward, smiled slightly, and opened his mouth respectfully...

As soon as he spoke, Song Rumei's expression changed instantly. Standing in front of the sofa, Jingzhi saw the bag in her mother's hand fell to the ground with a thud, the corners of her mouth were twitching, and there seemed to be bruises on her forehead Jingzhi suddenly felt a little unspeakable fear, she just wanted to explain something...

Seeing that Song Rumei suddenly went crazy, she picked up a round stool at hand and threw it at Meng Shaoting's body: "You wolf-hearted sluts, you still have the face to come to our house, I will kill you, beat you!" kill you..."

Meng Shaoting's skill is good, he dodges with a slight dodge, Song Rumei laughs strangely when he sees him dodging, grabs a wooden tray on the table again, and throws it at Jingzhi in the face: " Fu Jingzhi, ah, you are capable, you are about to get married, and you are still cuddling with this man at home, have you forgotten how your father died? You are so despicable!"

Jing Zhi watched helplessly as the sharp-edged tray was about to hit her on the head, but suddenly a hand stretched out from the slanting thorn, and immediately after, someone hugged her tightly!

There was no premonition of pain, only the familiar and unfamiliar smell of tobacco hit her face. She heard a low moan and groan from above her head. When she raised her head, she saw the thick tray in Song Rumei's hand fell on the ground. He touched Meng Shaoting's head, his face turned pale, his teeth were clenched, and he was hit hard, and he didn't even try to hide.

ps: Please ask for flowers for the second young master, the child I picked up~~~~~~ and the third young master who was born to me, please don’t forget him!
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