After the divorce of a luxurious ex-husband

On the third day, Qi Yun returned to Nancheng alone, and the photos of going in and out of the private obstetrics and gynecology hospital made the headlines again, echoing the news that Xun Qi and his family had cancelled their engagement, which made the ownership of the child in his stomach more complicated and confusing.

Most people began to take it for granted that the child's father was Shao Yunchen, and Qi Yun never spoke up, as if he had tacitly accepted these remarks.

That night, Shao Yunchen received a phone call from Qi Yun.

He paced from the dining room to the living room, saw the inky night sky from the landing window, stood still and pressed the connect button.

Qi Yun's voice over there is lazy, with some unknown charm. The night breeze on the balcony was gentle. She held half a glass of red wine in her hand. The color of the wine glass was integrated with the color of the newly made nail.

"I thought you would at least take the initiative to call me." She spoke frankly, slowly sipped the wine, and the cold touch slipped into her throat.

Shao Yunchen's eyes sank, and his body's hostility took the breath of resisting people thousands of miles. He looked very contemptuous and slowly hooked his lips, "Qi Yun, you weren't worth my spending too much on you."

Qi Yun shook his wine glass and stopped. A painful breath flashed through his eyes. "Shao Yunchen, is it because of Lu Yao?"

When she asked this, there was a faint fog in her eyes, but it soon dissipated and was covered by the ferocity that followed. She suddenly regretted. It would be too much to ask this.

She despises Lu Yao in her heart. The crux of her heart has been hidden for a long time, and she has gradually become an untouchable ChenKe. With this ChenKe, Shao Yunchen has evolved into a chip for her to fight with Lu Yao.

Almost no longer expected his feelings, but only wanted to prove what she couldn't get, which Lu Yao couldn't reach.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but say, "Shao Yunchen, I heard that you are financing and expanding your shares recently. When you encounter such a thing in a critical period, it's a big blow to your company, isn't it? If you ask me now, maybe I'll consider helping you. "

"Help me?" The man on the other end of the phone said contemptuously, "how are you going to help me?"

Deliberately restrained for a while, pressed down the little unknown expectation at the bottom of my heart, and said coldly: "clarify that you have nothing to do with Lu Yao. I am willing to help you turn the tide with the image of your fiancee. This matter is actually very easy to explain. As long as the story is made up perfectly, it can be a sad love experience."

There was almost no hesitation in the response, "Qi Yun, I thought you were a smart man before, but now I think it's my fault."

Shao Yunchen's expression was cold and his words were cold. In the past few days, he did not mess with Qi Yun's imagination, nor did he come to her to protect Lu Yao, nor did he even clarify anything publicly in front of the media.

Now she took the initiative to find him, and was so mercilessly poured a basin of cold water on her head.

He paused. He had no intention of going on with the topic here. He collected his eyes and said in a deep voice: "I have an appointment to visit old lady Qi tomorrow afternoon. If you want to talk, you can go back to Qi's house."

With that, he hung up without waiting for any response from the other side.

There seems to be no response at all.

Qi Yun's curved smile was just in place. What he wanted to say had rolled down his throat, but suddenly there was a busy sound of "Dudu", and an uncontrollable sense of loss swept through his heart.

She bit her teeth and drank the red wine in the glass with her head up. When the wine fragrance filled her nose, the bottom of her heart was extremely bitter. For a long time, she raised a smile of self mockery, and the dense fog filled her eyes.

"Shao Yunchen..." her body shook slightly, and her crimson lips gently read out the name.

Over there, Shao Yunchen hung up the phone and turned to see Lu Yao wearing a beige cloak, leaning against the door of the restaurant and looking at him from a distance.

There was no expression on his face, but he was full of fatigue, and his eyes were full of bright red blood.

"Are you going to Qijia?" She spoke indifferently, but her voice was hoarse and distressing.

After she came back from the hospital yesterday, she caught a cold and had a high fever all night, but she refused to take medicine because she was worried about affecting the quality of breast milk. By this time, although the fever had subsided, she almost collapsed.

Shao Yunchen came forward at the sound, shook her cold fingers, bowed his head, and said, "well, I'll help you back to your room to rest."

He subconsciously wanted to reach over her shoulder, but he was pushed away by one hand. Lu Yao avoided Shao Yunchen's sight, turned back to the restaurant and sat down, "I'll go to the hospital to see my mother later. I don't trust the nurse there."

The man was in deep pain, but he couldn't say anything to stop it. After thinking about it, he promised: "I'll go with you."

Aunt came from the kitchen and poured Lu Yao a cup of warm water. She stretched out her hands and shook the cup wall. She looked relaxed for a few minutes, but her tone still showed a faint cold, "forget it, Yunchen, my mother doesn't want to see you now."

After drinking most of the water in the cup, he inevitably wiped his shoulders with him when he got up and went outside. He raised his eyes and forced out a faint smile: "if you don't trust me, you can ask Yan Ke to send me."

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The next afternoon, Shao Yunchen drove to the Qi family. The old lady of the Qi family warmly entertained him. When Qi's mother saw someone coming, she went into the bedroom and called Qi Yun to urge her to go home.

When she came out again, she found that the person was no longer in the reception hall. In a hurry, she grabbed the nanny's arm preparing tea. "Where's the old lady?"

The nanny took two cups of jasmine flowers and smelled the speech and nunuzui in the direction of one side's study. "The old lady took Mr. Shao to the study. Mr. Shao said there was something important to talk about."

Then she stepped towards the direction of the study. Qi's mother quickly responded, caught up in three or two steps, took the plate from the nanny, and motioned to the other party with a look, "I'll give it to me here. You're busy."

The nanny hesitated for a while. Seeing that Qi's face was becoming more and more ugly, she had to answer with a low voice and walked away.

She knocked on the door of the study with a plate. The hum of conversation in the room suddenly stopped. She knocked again. Then she opened the door and went in.

Old lady Qi and Shao Yunchen sat on the sofa opposite each other. The old lady faced the door. After seeing the people coming in, her face sank for a moment, "what are you doing in here?"

Qi's mother smiled friendly, as if she didn't notice the displeasure in the old lady's eyes. After entering the door, she put the flower tea on the tea table in front of them. Then she said, "Yun Chen finally came. I should make him a pot of tea myself."

Shao Yunchen kept his basic courtesy and bowed his head and said, "thank you, aunt."

But this is obviously just a simple courtesy. The man's expression cooled down after saying this sentence, and he didn't mean to take a drink to show respect.

Qi's mother stood beside and smiled awkwardly. The next second she put the plate aside and sat down naturally: "your mother hasn't come to play for a while. When will she go back to Nancheng and let her tell me that I'll entertain --"

Before the words were heard, Mrs. Qi murmured unhappily, and her walking stick knocked "Dong Dong" on the floor. "I didn't see that I had something to say with the child. What are you doing here? Don't hurry out. "

The old lady spoke loudly. Even though her face was ugly, Qi mother didn't dare to say anything more. She got up and went out angrily.

When the door behind him closed again, the old man's face sank a little more and looked at Shao Yunchen, "you continue."