The rich and powerful: I live with my boss

Chapter 398 Her departure 7
Yang Zixiao was drinking, he knew that Jun Zhiyuan was also drunk, if he was not drunk, he would definitely not say these words.Two years ago, he always thought that time was strong enough to erase all traces.

But now he knows that some wounds can heal, but the scars will remain there forever.

Jun Zhiyuan was also drinking, and then continued: "When she ran away for the first time, I knew that I had nothing to threaten her anymore. For that child, she can do nothing. But after all, she wants that child's.

"That child can keep her, then I will let her be born. No matter whose child it is, I don't care. But so what, I still dare not admit that I want to keep her. I told myself desperately, I also told her that keeping that child is just to get revenge on her better, and only that child can make her suffer more... But even I take it seriously, how could she not take it seriously?
"I thought I could always control everything, but after she left, I realized that I couldn't fucking control anything. When I went to the hospital, she was gone and the bed was still hot. I thought she couldn't escape Ruicheng But I didn't expect that she disappeared out of thin air right under my nose...but I can't do anything about it."

Jun Zhiyuan laughed coldly.

Later Ning Xin'er came back, bringing the so-called his son with her.But what if it was his son?As long as it has nothing to do with her, he doesn't care.

But in the end he still accepted their mother and son, he just wanted to give the Jun family a reason not to force him to get married.

It is well known outside that he dotes on that son very much.Even he himself didn't know why he doted on that child so much.The child's name was Yiheng, and he chose it himself.

At that time, he just said it casually, probably just to remind himself to remember something, or think that there are some things that should be persevered!

For example, wait.

Now the child knows how to call him Daddy, and he doesn't go home many times, but every time he goes home, he can't help but want to hug him.He didn't think he liked the child, but somehow the child always seemed to remind him of someone.

For example, the woman who left.

Only later did he know that the child in her womb was originally his.In fact, if he could think about it carefully at that time, he would understand that she was with him all the time during those two years, how could she be someone else's child?
At that time, except that she really pissed him off, he deliberately wanted to air her out.At other times, he would go there almost every night.How could she still have the chance to conceive someone else's child?
When he rushed to the hospital, he knew that the child was gone.He also knew very well that the child in the family was born by Ning Xin'er and had nothing to do with her.

But when he saw that child, he couldn't help but think, how much this child resembles her, and how wonderful it would be their child!

Jun Zhiyuan's eye sockets were horribly red, but it was night and there was no light, so no one could see.Only then will he let himself go.

He only said intermittently those words that he couldn't say on weekdays.

After a long time, neither of them spoke anymore.

There was a faint light coming in from where the curtains were not drawn tightly, probably because the city's lights had already begun to come on.

Yang Zixiao stared at the filament-like thing for a long time, and then asked, "Is there really nothing to do?" He and Qin Zhen, are there really nothing to do?

Jun Zhiyuan shook his head, "At least Qin Zhen still has her parents, and her family is still here."

These were words of comfort to Yang Zixiao, and of course they were the truth.Qin Zhen is different from Su Li. One day, Qin Zhen will come back.But Su Li...she has no reason to come back.

She had been gone for two years, and he had changed from panic to calm. He began to convince himself slowly that she would never come back.

"So, will she come back?" When Yang Zixiao asked this question, his voice was very soft, as if he was afraid of disturbing the night, or disturbing someone.

At this moment, he is like a child in pain from a fall, desperately trying to get comfort from others, even if he knows that it is only psychological comfort.

So in the following time, he waited for the woman named Qin Zhen to come back with this last glimmer of hope.

This wait is another two years.

(End of this chapter)