His Long Love

Seeing Ji Yao's indifferent appearance, Lao Bai picked up his eyebrows and made a peep at the ground. "It's really heartless."

Ji Yao ignored him and said whatever Lao Bai said.

Laobai took his mobile phone and didn't know what to reply to.

Ji Mengyao saw that Ji Yao did not reply to the message, so he sent a new message in the past: the project is not done, the contract is not discussed, you come back, my baby and I need you, I am pregnant and vomiting, I am dying.

Laobai looked at the text message on the screen of his mobile phone, picked his eyebrows and typed a word on the keyboard: busy.

After receiving Ji Yao's message, Ji Mengyao felt that he was suddenly black and sat down beside the toilet. After a long time, he recovered.

A bitter smile appeared on his pale face Busy? How much money is enough? In your eyes, is money and the company more important than the lives of me and the baby? "

Ji Mengyao felt her bulging abdomen, and then she stood up tremblingly. Son, she returned to the office chair and sat down.

I don't know if it's the baby in the stomach who feels Ji Mengyao's sadness, or what other reason, Ji Mengyao just feels the pain coming from his abdomen.

"Baby, what's the matter with you?" Ji Mengyao lowered her head and gently stroked her belly. Because of the pain, her small face became more pale and her forehead was covered with sweat.

However, the more caressing, the pain from the lower abdomen is also more intense. At this time, Ji Mengyao feels a stream of heat pouring out from under her body.

She was wearing a black dress. Her hands trembled. She went down to touch it. She took it back and looked at it. Her hands were covered with blood.

Suddenly, his face turned white again, even his lips lost their blood color. He quickly rang the Secretary's internal line phone. Before he could speak, he fainted directly. He didn't know whether it was because of pain or fear.

The Secretary answered the phone and didn't hear a sound, so he got up and went to the president's office.

As soon as I entered the office, I saw Ji Mengyao lying on her desk. The secretary came up to her and couldn't wake up. The beige carpet under the leather office chair had been dyed red with blood.

This just made 120 emergency calls in a hurry.

The ambulance quickly arrived at the company's downstairs. The medical staff came to the president's office and carried Ji Mengyao out on a stretcher.

The mid mountain villa of Ji Wanzhou.

"What?" Season evening boat's tone slightly raised some, "miscarriage?"

"Yes." Laobai's eyes, with a little smile, looked at the opposite Ji Yao, deliberately said very loud, "was sent to the operating room, the child has been gone."

Ji Wanzhou raised eyebrows, but he didn't expect that Ji Mengyao would miscarry himself. In fact, Ji Wanzhou wanted to attack Ji Mengyao's baby in his stomach before, but Ji Yao's people protected Ji Mengyao very well and had no chance to start. This has been delayed until now.

"OK, I see." Ji Wanzhou said, "keep an eye on Ji Yao."

"Don't worry, boss!" Lao Bai's eyes narrowed slightly and looked at Ji Yao in front of him. "Even if he had wings, he couldn't fly out!"

After hanging up the phone, Ji Yao made a dubious voice, "Ji Mengyao's belly child is really gone?"

Because he is now imprisoned in the secret room by Ji Wanzhou, there is no day and night. There is no window, and there is no time. The light bulb in the secret room is always on, emitting dim yellow light.

So Ji Yao doesn't know whether the news of Ji Mengyao's abortion is true or not. In case, is this a trap set by Ji Wanzhou? This is a play by Ji Wanzhou and Laobai?

Ji Yao has no way to know, but after all, it is about the children in Ji Yao's stomach, so she can't be careless.

After all, this child means a 30% stake in Jishi group and other property under the name of the old man.