After the divorce of a luxurious ex-husband

In a leading private maternity care center in Kyoto, song ran and Shang Rui just stepped out of the door and stepped into the nanny car one after another.

Twenty minutes ago, they saw a beautiful young girl in a room on the second floor. She was about in her early twenties. She was in good shape and symmetrical.

In addition to the slightly closed belly, it makes people seem a little abrupt.

After that, Shang Rui read the girl's personal file information in the doctor's office.

Students in a famous university in Kyoto are in good health and correct thinking. Although the parents in their hometown are only the working class in a third tier small city, they have been innocent for the last three generations. If she hadn't been in a hurry to raise the cost of the operation, a girl with such a positive mind would never have promised to be a surrogate mother.

However, since she chose this road, she also actively worked hard to do everything well. She took quantitative exercise and diet every day according to the doctor's instructions.

"The child is in her stomach, very healthy." As soon as the doctor wearing presbyopia lenses mentioned the girl, she smiled with satisfaction and joy. "She is very attentive and cooperative. She reads and reviews at other times every day except for the activities and diet we arrange. She has never done anything special."

In the office, the man stood at the door and never got any closer. When he listened to the doctor's nagging about all this, his expression was also indifferent to the extreme.

Song ran sat at his desk, his eyes showing a light and soft mood.

"Because she is twins, her stomach is bigger than that of ordinary pregnant women, and the reaction of the first child is also larger, but don't worry, it's normal." The doctor said and handed the two color ultrasound films to song ran. "This can be kept as a souvenir."

Song ran stretched out his hand and took it, slightly hooked his lips, "thank you."

With the sound of the door slamming, song ran sat in the car and stared at the color ultrasound film in her hand.

The man next to him turned his head impatiently out of the window and frowned, "don't forget what you said."

What he was thinking about was only the small share in Song Ran's hand, so he suffered humiliation and came to the so-called maternity care center to see a woman he had never met, pregnant with him and song Ran's child.

This is the most ridiculous thing in the world.

The smile from the corners of the woman's mouth disappeared in an instant. She pressed the two films under her arm indifferently, "don't worry, I won't break my promise."

After hearing this, the man was a little relieved, and then opened the door again, "then I'll go first."

The oppressive atmosphere in this small space almost suffocated him. He just stepped on the ground with long legs, and a woman's thin voice sounded behind his ears, "my father is coming today. Let's go home for dinner."

Obviously, it was like negotiation, but with an indisputable tone, as she always has.

Shang Rui stepped out a little, and the cold wind poured in through the open door. Behind him, song ran silently curled up her cloak and stared at the man's back with an indifferent expression of victory.

She raised her lips. "Twins, do you hate seeing those two children so much?"

The door in front of him was suddenly closed, and there was a dull "bang". Before Song ran had time to respond, he felt that his body was suppressed by a steady force.

Shang Rui's angry face was suddenly magnified in front of her.

His eyes trembled slightly. Regardless of the driver in the car and at home, he firmly locked the woman under his body. His cold palm poked under her body, which surprised her to take a silent breath of air conditioning.

"Song ran..." he stared at her with anger in his eyes. "If you really want to have children, why bother so much? We are legal husband and wife. I can make you pregnant with my child in the way of normal husband and wife."

He paused and continued, "you're experienced in this, aren't you?"

He alluded to the two children who could not be saved in Song Ran's stomach.

These words stirred in the woman's heart word by word, like a sharp sword one after another, gouging out her flesh and blood, forcing a long green vein on her forehead.

But the expression on her face was still light, and even her eyes were calm, and there was no half point to be investigated by Shang Rui to ridicule.

Until in this long and silent confrontation, I was not surprised to see that the man lost the battle first, loosened his strength, sat back in his seat and calmly sorted out some slightly wrinkled suits.

She also slowly sat up straight, stared at the color ultrasound film that had just slipped at her feet because of the unexpected attack, and suddenly hooked her lips, "why can't the second child be born? You know better than me?"

Why she became addicted to drugs in vain happened to be during her pregnancy.

Originally, she was just skeptical. Although there was evidence, she persuaded herself to veto this conjecture from the bottom of her heart.

Hearing this allegation, the man calmly tidied up the buttons of his suit, "you killed the child yourself, song ran."

He said it word by word, like a solemn reminder.

The carriage was silent again until song ran looked at the worried old driver through the rearview mirror and said, "drive."

With the roar of the engine, the nanny car gradually drove up the main road. Song ran lowered her eyes, stared at the two folded white papers under her feet, and suddenly kicked them aside, as if with some disgust.

Finally, she leaned back, leaned against the back of the chair, closed her eyes and rested, and said faintly, "most of the equity of Longteng is still in the hands of the old lady of the Shao family. If I guess right, you have at most 20% in your hands. Plus what I give, you can't do anything big."

He is still far from mastering the absolute control of Longteng.

Song ran hit the nail on the head and directly hit Shang Rui's heaviest heart.

Even if he just said that, the next second song ran was still calm and self-contained, with a calm and indifferent attitude, like a robot without emotional waves.

Facing the man's long silence, she suddenly hooked her lips, opened her eyes and turned to look at him.

The fundus of my eyes is permeated with the mood of banter and exploration. This time, I don't hide it, as if I was waiting to see a joke. "I have a good idea to help you get the absolute control of Longteng."

In the man's shrinking eyes, the woman turned her head out of the window and calmly described everything.

Casual lazy attitude, like chatting with her husband about some ordinary little things. The man frowned and listened, but his eyebrows were deeper and deeper, and his fists were tighter and tighter.

There are emotions surging, rising and suddenly falling.

Song ran said, still not looking at him, staring at the traffic on the side of the street, jokingly asked, "what, what's my idea?"