Wrong into the president's room

Chapter 122

"But I can't accept it. I won't let her be another wife, and it's impossible for my child to be called someone else's father." Yan Feimo clenched his fists, and his voice was as determined as before.

"You have no reason to ask her anything, let alone restrict her, because you are nothing to her, Mo, no matter what choice Xiaoxiao makes in this matter, I will stand by her side. "Guo Wei has already tried to accept the facts that Yan Feimo stated earlier, and has straightened his position.

"Wei, do you know why I asked you here today?" Yan Feimo snuffed out the flame in his hand, then turned around to face Guo Wei.

"Why?" Guo Wei didn't know why, but his angry face had gradually calmed down.

"I know that you won't listen to my explanations now, and I understand that those who used to be unforgiving no matter what, but now that you are a father, please also understand my feelings of being a father. You have fulfilled Feifei, If you have made Xiao Rou perfect, please also help me, our family, I not only need two children, but also Xiao Xi." Yan Feimo finally mustered up the courage to say these words.

"You mean, you don't even let Xiaoxi go?" Anger rushed to Guo Wei's face again, and his tone became more serious in an instant.

"I talked to her alone, but her attitude was very tough, so I had no choice but to threaten to use legal means to solve it, so now I am conflicted, I don't want to hurt her, and I don't want to hurt the child."

"It's all about this, and you said you don't want to hurt her. Since you don't want to hurt her, you shouldn't bother her from the beginning." Guo Wei retorted coldly.

"Wei, does it mean that people who have made mistakes will forever lose love and the right to regain happiness?" After saying this, Yan Feimo's eyes darkened, and his face was once again desolate: "A few years ago , you have been persuading me to cheer up, be optimistic, and have the courage to live, but you don’t know how painful I am in life. Work is still work, I can't tell the difference between the morning light and the afternoon sunset. Now I finally see hope, and feel that my heart that has been silent for six years is finally alive, but you tell me to give up, I know that if I tell you now that my purpose is not just for children, you will definitely think that I am hypocritical, because a man who has lost his fertility is not qualified to pursue happiness, is it right to say love to any woman?"

"You mean you're in love with Xiaoxi?" Guo Wei looked at Yan Feimo. Although he had always had such doubts, Yan Feimo never stopped mentioning Yu Xiaoxi in front of him. , so he took that feeling as his illusion.

Yan Feimo frowned lightly, did not nod, but moved two thin lips and said: "You don't need to believe it, in fact, sometimes I also hope to be able to suppress this feeling, if I can, I will I hope that I don't have extravagant thoughts on her, that way, I can be more selfish, meaner, and shameless just for the sake of the child."

Yan Feimo's face showed a kind of inferiority complex belonging to a man, and his tone was sincere and helpless sadness, which made Guo Wei feel as if he was infected: "When did you become so timid?"

"If it was Yan Feimo before, maybe he wouldn't use such a devious method, but now I have no other way out except for the child card. I know you may not be able to help, but as long as there is a glimmer of hope, I don't want to stand in court with her one day." Yan Feimo immediately sat on the office chair.

Guo Wei didn't speak, but just looked at the handsome face on the office chair that had lost its former luster, his heart was conflicted at this moment, he knew Yan Feimo, if it wasn't for true love, he wouldn't have caused himself such pain, he couldn't bear it Yu Xiaoxi was injured, but how could he ever have the heart to let him give up his whole life because of his mistake six years ago...

Yujia Xiaoyanglou

There was a strong smell of rice in the kitchen, and Yu Xiaoxi was cutting vegetables, but she couldn't calm down. Ever since Yan Feimo said those words to her, she was always worried that her two children would die because of it. Leaving herself, although the paternity test in Yan Feimo's hand that was torn up by her did not pose much threat to her, but after all, in City C, he is the number one figure, if he wants to get his child back at all costs, then even if No matter how many advantages she has, the possibility of losing the lawsuit cannot be ruled out.

"Oh..." Because she was so absorbed in thinking, she even forgot that she was still holding a sharp weapon in her hand. It wasn't until she felt a sharp pain in her fingertips that Yu Xiaoxi regained her composure and couldn't help but yelled.

"What's going on?" Although Yu Xiaoxi's voice was not loud, it was still heard by Jing Sihan who was playing with the children in the living room.

"It's okay." Yu Xiaoxi hurriedly hung her injured left hand by her side, then put down the knife in her right hand, pretending to inadvertently protect the bright red blood stain on the cutting board.

"He said it was okay, there was so much blood." Jing Sihan fixed his eyes on Yu Xiaoxi's bloody left hand, and dragged her out of the kitchen without waiting for her answer.

"Why are you so careless." Jing Sihan took out alcohol and cotton swabs from the medicine box and carefully cleaned up Yu Xiaoxi's wound, scolding in a distressed tone, staring at the bright red gash without blinking .

"Go and get busy, it's okay, just stick a Band-Aid and you'll be fine." This situation made Yu Xiaoxi feel very embarrassed, looking at Jing Sihan's broken hair hanging in front of her eyes, smelling the freshness of his hair Fragrance, her heart couldn't help but move at this moment.

"He said it's okay, the cut is so deep." Jing Sihan's tone was full of indulgence, and then he bandaged Yu Xiaoxi very carefully.

"You don't need to wrap so many layers, or you won't be flexible." Seeing that her index finger has changed from a green onion root to a garlic head, Yu Xiaoxi hastily stopped her, because her mind was still thinking about the unfinished cucumber .

"Why are you so flexible?" Jing Sihan retorted naturally, and then cut the gauze with a click.

"I still have to cook, I can't cut vegetables like this." Yu Xiaoxi replied naturally.

Hearing this sentence, Jing Sihan's complexion couldn't help but sink, and it was full of displeasure: "Do you think these five fingers will be useless?"

"It's not a big deal, it's just a small mistake, there's no need to make a fuss, they're still waiting for dinner." Yu Xiaoxi didn't think so.

(End of this chapter)