Who, who said he couldn't do it!

All the men in the world can't do it, he can't!

Joe wanwan's eyes were beseeching and frightened, and he looked at him in such a flustered and evasive way.

But such eyes fall in men's eyes, is a temptation, is a charm, is the strongest sensory stimulation.

It's not long since the funeral. Maybe it's not the right time.

But he urgently needs her, needs her warmth, needs all of her, needs to use this closest way to feel the real possession of her

……

The next day.

The warm sunshine makes the temperature of the bedroom rise gradually. After washing, Joe takes out a light beige sweater from the closet.

Recently, the weather in Jiangcheng is very strange. A few days ago, it was still chilly, but just after the new year, it was very hot.

Aunt Liu brought the hot milk to the table and told her, "madam, it's not a good season now. Take off your clothes casually. It's easy to get sick. You still have to cover it."

Joe didn't care what Aunt Liu said. He pulled back his chair and sat down. His eyes were very uneasy: "aunt, when did he leave? Have you had breakfast? "

When she woke up, he was no longer around.

The fever was so bad last night. Did he go to the company again early in the morning?

Aunt Liu thought about it and said, "about six o'clock. I heard the sound of closing the door outside. My husband must have left at that time. I was just in the room getting dressed and getting up."

Joe sipped her lips at night, always feeling insecure.

Last night, when he was... Lying in her neck nest for a long time, it made her sad.

After drinking the milk, she said, "Auntie, you pack some food for me, and I'll take it to the company."

Soon, Aunt Liu handed the prepared thermal insulation bag to Qiao wanwan: "madam, you wait first. I'll go upstairs to get you a coat and put on some clothes before you go out."

Nodding, Joe waited at the entrance: "well, thank you, auntie."

Just then, the phone rang.

"Uncle Ni! Have you arrived at Jiangcheng? Where are you now? " Hearing the familiar voice on the phone, Joe's indifferent face immediately jumped with joy.

When Aunt Liu came downstairs with her coat, the living room was empty.

……

An old looking black Santana was speeding on the highway to the suburbs.

However, after getting off the highway, the car made seven turns and eight turns, passing through a lonely and tortuous path.

"Uncle Ni, where are we going?"

Maybe he was carsick. Joe felt stuffy in his chest and his stomach. His face turned pale.

In my heart, I was even more worried.

I always feel that something is wrong with.

Ni Zhongyong didn't speak. He turned the steering wheel in a hurry. At last, the car stopped by a small lake with woods behind it. It was desolate and quiet.

After getting off the bus, he looked around, looking a little flustered: "sorry, miss wanwan, uncle Ni just wants to find a quiet place, just want to... Talk to you."

Joe came up to him late and leaned in his arms. His voice choked slightly: "Uncle Ni, thank you for coming back to see me."

Ni Zhongyong looked moved. He raised his hand stiffly, patted Qiao wanwan on the shoulder, and said slowly: "miss wanwan, uncle Ni always feels sorry for you... Uncle ni..."

"Uncle Ni, I'm pregnant!" Joe looked up at night, his mouth curved, showing a nice smile, "I have a baby in my stomach!"

"Late, late, miss... What are you talking about?" For a moment, his old face was completely blank, his sunken eyes were trembling, and his fundus was shocked.

Joe Wan Wan takes Lao Ni by the arm and they walk to the bench not far away.

Gently brushing the dust, Joe sat down at night: "Uncle Ni, in fact, not long after you left, I married Lu Zhanshen. I'm pregnant... It's been three months."

Palm size face emerged bashful, shallow smile, is so clean, warmer than the sun.

Staring at him, his heart began to ache

"So uncle Ni, you don't have to worry about me, and you don't have to feel sorry for my father. As I said to you at the school gate that day, Lu Zhanshen is really good to me. He is willing to marry me. He has given me a home. He likes me very much. "

Listening to these words, his trembling lips were tightly pressed into a line, and he didn't speak for a long time.

The strange atmosphere made Joe feel confused: "Uncle Ni? What's the matter with you? "

After a few months, she was very happy to see Uncle Ni again.

However, it seems that some things have changed.

He clenched his hands and pinched the back of his wrinkly hands tightly with his nails, as if he had made a final decision. He slowly raised his eyes and looked at the poor child beside him: "sorry, Miss late!"

"At the beginning, he forced me to... Send you to the hotel, give you to him, accompany him for one night... Otherwise, he would open Mr. Qiao's crime!"

"Uncle ni..."

"Lu Zhanshen, the president of HengYao group, has evidence of Mr. Qiao's crime in his hand. If I don't agree with him, I'm afraid... I'm afraid that after Mr. Qiao's death, I will be discredited and disgraced by him..."

With a stiff smile on his lips, Joe suddenly stood up at night, his eyes slightly dazed: "Uncle Ni, what's the matter with you? Why do you say such strange things to me? "

Ni Zhongyong lightly grasped Qiao wanwan's shoulder and swallowed his dry throat: "don't you know miss wanwan? Now all of Qiao's shares have fallen into the hands of Mr. Lu, but the news has been suppressed and has not been put on the table. "

Joe's eyes dropped, but his low voice was clear and calm: "Uncle Ni used to be my father's secretary, so uncle Ni should know better than anyone how bad Qiao's business is."

"That's my father's hard work, but if I work hard, I can only keep the empty shell. Is it really the best choice for Qiao and so many employees?"

Ni Zhongyong's eyes stagnated and he slowly pursed the corners of his mouth, sighing

He knew that the child was not stupid, not stupid at all. She could figure out all the things she should know and understand.

Mr. Qiao didn't know the child, and he never knew the child well.

In fact, she is like her mother.

No matter how struggling he was, he had to say something.

He looked sad and said clearly: "miss wanwan may not know that Mr. Qiao has never had lung cancer."

Joe looked up in surprise.

"The last person Mr. Qiao met was general manager Lu of HengYao group..."

"Uncle Ni!" Joe night night suddenly interrupted, eyes bottom pan move strong light, "I thought uncle Ni is a special trip back to see me, but now it seems, is not."

In front of Uncle Ni, no kind smile, let her feel very strange!

"Miss Wan Wan, do you remember how you begged me at that time? You want me to help you find a way to get close to the president Lu. You asked him to help, but do you know... Everything is under his control. He has been waiting for you to take the bait. He never wanted to help you sincerely! "

He knew it was cruel, but now he had no choice.

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