Breaking up, No Joke

The little fat man didn’t wait long in Bai’s home, and he was picked up by the Qiu’s housekeeper who was in a hurry. The reason was that the two elders of Qiu’s family came back and didn’t see the little grandson getting angry.

Small watermelons are very popular with this.

Bai Yu scratched the small watermelon's squatting nest and teased him. "You are so happy. Then why do you let the little fat man come to the house to be a guest?", the small watermelon lingered for a long time, blushing and not talking, he does not I am very happy to tell Bo Yu that I am doing a deal with the little fat man.

A big one and a small play for a while, Bai Yu forced to hold a small watermelon into the bathroom to take a bath.

The little watermelon rolled up on the bed with bare buttocks, and the white and tender face was full of excitement. Pulling Bai to give a serious saying: "Hey, the eggs should be washed white."

Bai Yu squinted and glanced at the stupid dog lying at the end of the bed. He walked over and looked at the egg in a condescending manner.

The egg has stood up from the prone position, and the current vigilant of a big enemy, "Wang Wang!"

Bai Yu’s eyes quickly caught the egg that was ready to jump into the bed, ignoring its screaming and struggling, putting it into the warm water, and skilled and quick washing.

"Wang!" The fluffy and beautiful dog hair was wet with water, revealing the dog body wrapped in hair. The white and fat, the whole body of meat "eats less and eats less, raises so much meat, and waits for being slaughtered." Do you make a dog hot pot?" Bai Yu picked up the wet egg, wiped it with a dry towel, and took out the hair dryer.

The egg snorted and smacked a hand of Bai’s hand, then took the latter’s attention, and slammed down the washstand. The hair shook his body, the water splashed, and the shaking was almost the same. I ran into the small watermelon room with four small short legs.

During the period, even a dog's eyes did not give alms to Bai Yu, and the abomination was overwhelming.

Bai was busy for a day, tired, took a shower quickly, and then went straight into the house to rest.

In the middle of the night, twelve o'clock.

Song Shiyi left the company after reading the information about Bai Yu sent to him by Secretary Chu.

In the middle of the night, the cold wind was bleak, and Song Shiyi walked out of the elevator, and subconsciously stopped at the door of Bai Yu’s house, his face flashing tangled.

For the first time, a calm and powerful man has doubts about his 30-year view of the world.

Without hesitation, Song Shiyi took out the key from his pocket and slowly opened the door of Bai Yu’s house and entered the house, silent and dark.

Song Shiyi opened the lamp in the living room and walked into the room of Bai Yu.

When Bai Yu slept, he liked to let go of himself, because he was too hard to sleep when he wore too many clothes, so even in the winter, he still likes to sleep only in his underwear.

Song Shizhen’s eyes became deeper when he saw the sleeper, and he walked in, stepping up the temperature of the heating, picking up the quilt that was kicked to the end of the bed, and covering it with cypress. To the body.

At this moment, Song Shizhen’s eyes swept to Bai’s stomach.

A "squat line" with a big palm appeared on the belly of Bai Yu.

Song Shiyi stepped back.

The man's lips are straight and close, and his fingers are still shaking slightly.

What he thinks about.

For a long time, the man finally moved, stiff sitting on the edge of the bed, the air seemed to solidify for a moment.

For a long while, the man reached out again and gently stroked the young man who was exposed to the outside. His eyes flashed distressed, and there was a cool breeze in the house that was not locked up. Bai gave a chill in his sleep. Turn over, habitually use the legs to hook up the quilt, cover it with one body and continue to sleep.

Song Shiyi suddenly stood up and turned and left.

- His doubts have not yet been fully resolved.

Therefore, before all the doubts have been solved, he can't rush to conclusions.

The next morning, the emperor wind box.

Song Shiyi glanced at the young man sitting opposite, faintly said: "What about it?"

The man is the cousin of Han Ziyu. He privately entered a deal with Song Shiyi and stole the high medical record of Han Ziyu.

The man glanced at the strong bodyguards behind Song Shi and said, "You give me something first."

Song Shiyi took out a document and handed it to the man.

The man stood up with joy and couldn’t wait to pick up the documents. He doesn't like to be a doctor, and he works under the hands of his cousin Han Ziyu. He always has a bit of incompetence, so he wants to change his job.

He wants to hire a jewellery designer owned by Chou, but the threshold is high, and his professionalism is not enough, and no one has helped him to introduce him.

Until, Song Shizhen took the application for the senior designer of Qiu to talk to the man about the conditions.

Men and Han Ziyu are relatives, and it is easy to get a senior medical record two years ago in the hospital's archives. So without any hesitation, the man agreed to this underground transaction.

The man glanced at the designer's entry form in the file bag and thanked him sincerely. "These are senior medical records two years ago. All of them are personally handled by the cousin. There is absolutely nothing wrong with it."

Song Shiyi nodded. "Well, you should leave first."

The man nodded and got up and left the box.

After the man left the box, Secretary Chu came out from the side and asked: "Boss, you just want to find the medical record of Bai Yu, why is it so troublesome, let him bring all the medical records two years ago?"

"The heart of the defense is indispensable." Song Shiyi took the portfolio and left, and did not rush to see.

The secretary of Chu heard a glimpse of the words, and at the same time, he faintly felt that Song’s feelings for Bai Yu... may be really too deep and could not be pulled out anymore.

Sitting in the back seat, Chu secretary and driver sitting in the front seat, the soundproof glass separates the interior of the car to form two spaces, so Song Shiyi can safely open the file bag and find out the case data belonging to Bai Yu. .

Abortion products...

Postoperative recovery...

Scythe

Baby care...

And some time ago, Bai Yu fell to the hospital’s blood...

These are the things that Song Shizhen can investigate in two days. After a lot of information, the truth circle formed is enough for Song Shiyi to guess in one direction...

Small watermelon is Bai Yusheng!

Song Shizhen’s hand holding the information slammed tightly, and the paper was almost smashed in his hand, and the deep squats were full of tumbling black air.

Han Ziyu has been a good friend with him for many years. He knows that the other homosexual is Xiaobai, and he knows that Xiaobai is a man but can give birth.

Few people know that Xiaobai did not know that he was pregnant, because when an accident fainted in the street and almost aborted, it was Song Shizhen who met each other and then personally sent Xiaobai to the hospital.

At that time, the old doctor and Song Shizhen said that there is a group of men in the world, and the appearance is no different from ordinary men, but in fact, they can not only give birth but also make women produce one by one. White is not a special case.

In order to avoid misunderstanding of Han Ziyu, Song Shiyi left before Xiaobai woke up. Before leaving, he also married the attending doctor and said that he sent Xiaobai himself.

The attending doctor answered.

What Song Shizhen did not expect was that he deliberately concealed his own knowledge of the secrets of Han’s husband, which led directly to him. He was now assisted by Han Jiafu to conceal himself.

Why did Bai Yu want to marry himself?

Why did you leave two years ago?

Who is the child's mother?

This series of questions has finally got the answer.

Song Shiyi was almost subconsciously asking the driver to turn to the front of the car to find Bai Yu, but the rational but dead to stop him from impulsive.

Bai Yu is still not willing to tell him the truth. There must be a reason for the other party. Plus, the other party has not only said that he wants to tell him the truth in person in the future, but also clearly stated that he does not want to investigate.

Therefore, he is still not in a hurry.

Don't, let people run again.

Song Shiyi held his fists in both hands, his eyes were bloodshot, and then he slammed the seat under his body, and his breath was decadent.

He should have discovered it!

If, if he found it earlier, Bai Yu would not have that kidnapping...

and many more!

Kidnapping!

blood!

child!

Song Shiyi slammed the seat and almost jumped up. child! ? It’s hard to make it, and Bai Yu has it again!

The rapid change of the look on the man's face and the gradual solidification of the air around the body indicate that the man is on the verge of anger.

The phone call of "叮叮" Han Ziyu came in.

"It's me." Song Shiyi's breath was flat, and he couldn't hear the last second.

Han Ziyu hesitated: "Do you know anything?"

He had just checked the archives and found that the file was moved two years ago. When he was frightened, he was busy investigating it and found that his cousin had actually made a deal with Song Shizhen.

damn it! I knew that this kind of profitable villain would have come in!

"Children." Song Shizhen did not come to the end.

Han Ziyu at the end of the phone spit out a deep breath, and the coming, still came.

For a long time, Song Shiyi heard a heavy tone from his friend: "Children... no more."

"Touch" the phone into a cracked sound.

In the dark little black house, Qi Wei did not know how long he had stayed in this place.

Quiet, quiet, especially quiet!

Darkness, fear, despair are magnifying!

Qi Hao tried his best to shrink his body into a group, showing a protective posture, he has become accustomed to this position to stay in the corner.

"咔擦" The door that had not been opened for a long time was opened again. When Qi Song was standing at the door of the Song Dynasty, his eyes were red, and even the roller crawled and ran over. He hugged Song Shi’s thigh and choked. The crying for a while, the voice finally sounded, "I, I, I will, know, you, no, let, abandon, me!"

"Of course I will not forget you." Song Shizhen looked at the sly ambiguity, and the corner of his mouth evoked a nearly malicious smile, his eyes full of embarrassing hatred.

It’s Moan Yu who kidnapped Bai Yu, he knows!

Like Bai Yu is Moan Yu, he knows!

Therefore, Moan will never hurt Bai Yu. From the time when he wanted to hurt Bai Yu, Moan was enough to see when he almost violently killed.

Qi Lin’s goal is not Bai Yu, plus he is a very understanding person, knowing that Moan likes Bai Yu, so he will never touch Bai Yu.

Then, there is nothing left.

In particular, when he remembered the conversation between Bai Yu and Qi Wei in the dark house: "You killed a person" "I will not tell who that person is" "You are a murderer", Song Shiyi More determined one person who has harmed the child, it is definitely Qi Qi!

A group of black-handed beaters walked out of the house with their sticks, and looked at Qi Hao with a bad look.

Qi Qi suddenly felt that something was wrong, and he used his hands and feet to climb backwards. His eyes were full of horror. "You, you think, what do you want to do!"

- Fear can make people lose their sense of reason and basic thinking.

When Song Shizhen sat in the chair where the manager moved, he took out a cigarette and clicked on it. He slowly spit out a smog. "Let your **** debts pay for it." Qi Qi felt a whirlwind.

□ author gossip: [066] fear