Love Tenderly, My Dear

The man came up to her and raised his dagger.

As soon as Qiao xing'er's pupil shrinks, a strong sense of nausea suddenly springs up in his stomach, and he suddenly spits out.

"Oh

The man who held the knife to her vomited a piece of filth. He immediately stepped back and stared at her in disgust.

The strong disgusting feeling is very uncomfortable, Qiao Xinger doesn't know where the strength comes from, break away from several men who hold her, squat on the ground and constantly spit out sour water.

"Disgusting! Six, do it

The man handed the dagger to another man.

Another man took it, waiting for Qiao xing'er to stop vomiting, raised his foot and walked towards her.

Qiao xing'er gasps and looks up at the man who is walking towards her. If she can't escape today, she must remember the faces of these people, including Yanlin. As long as she can leave here alive, she will never let them go!

"Wait a minute!"

Seeing that the tip of the knife raised by the man was about to fall, the voice of Yan Lin suddenly came from the other side.

The man stopped immediately, turned his head and said respectfully, "Lin Shao."

Yan Lin raised his feet and came over. With the sound of footwork approaching, after a while, he squatted down in front of Qiao xing'er, pinched her chin with his big hand, and stared at her with some scanning eyes: "why do you vomit?"

Qiao Xinger's heart clapped for a moment, and subconsciously raised her hand to protect her abdomen. However, she held it back and looked at Yanlin straightly: "I I think it was disgusting when UU died just now. I vomited just now, didn't I? "

"Yes? When you are about to get hurt, what you think of is the death of that woman? " Yan Lin's eyes scan to stare at her, suddenly loosen her chin, stand up a way: "call cold night to come over!"

Soon, a man with a medicine box came over. It was obvious that the other side was a doctor.

Qiao Xinger didn't even have the chance to refuse. He was directly pressed to let the doctor feel his pulse.

After a while, the doctor took a look at her, got up and said respectfully to Yanlin: "Lin Shao, Mrs. Yu's pulse is very obvious. Although there is no B-ultrasound examination, I'm sure she's pregnant!"

“……”

Joe's heart sank to the bottom.

Yan Lin turns around and looks at Qiao xing'er, with a strange smile: "xing'er, you will surprise me. Originally, I was worried that Yu Shaoli would delay, but now I have another child..."

Yan Lin seems to have no patience to finish with her, can't wait to take out the mobile phone to make a call out.

Qiao Xinger looks at him straight and hears him say to the phone: "now the situation has changed. Yu Shaoli, Qiao Xinger is pregnant."

Qiao Xinger closed her eyes, bit her lip and couldn't say a word.

"Well, I'll give you time. In two days, I must see what I want." Yan Lin finish saying, turn a head toward Qiao Xing son to see to come over, voice Yin compassion: "otherwise, you prepare funeral for your wife and child."

After hanging up the phone, Yanlin put away her mobile phone and said, "Mrs. Yu is pregnant. Don't torture her again. Otherwise, her body can't bear it. It may lead to miscarriage. Lao Qi, go to find some milk for her. Pregnant women need nutrition."

"You won't win!" Qiao Xinger looks at Yan Lin with fixed eyes.

"What did you say?" Yan Lin took a look at her and squatted down to look her in the eye.

"I said! You won't win! " Qiao xing'er repeated his words word by word: "Yan Lin, you are sure to lose!"

"Is it?" Yan Lin is not angry, but very happy smile: "well, then we'll wait and see."

“……”

Joey stares at him coldly and says nothing more.

……

In the evening.

The temperature in the factory is colder. Qiao xing'er sits on the chair. Yan Lin's hands give her a heavy men's coat. She doesn't refuse to wrap it around her to keep out the cold.

At this point, she can only do her best to protect her body.

"It's so cold here? Can't you sleep? " The voice of Yan Lin came from the opposite.

“……”

Joe looked at him coldly and didn't want to talk to him.

"I've been in colder places than here before." Yan Lin but take the initiative to talk with her, low voice, quiet around appears particularly clear: "in the Phoenix Street 79."

Qiao Xinger's eyes flashed: "no way, there's heating."

79 Phoenix Street, which is a place known to the whole country, because it is the president's official residence.

It's colder than this. Is that possible?

Is there no heating there?

"Heating?" Yan Lin seems to have heard the funniest joke and said with a hook: "fortunately, what I'm talking about is not temperature, but people's heart."

The pupil of Qiao Xing son shrinks, looked at him one eye, did not speak.

"You don't understand how many white eyes I had when I was a child. You haven't seen the way they look at me and listen to what they say about me. Those things are colder than ice and snow in winter. They are enough to freeze a person to death..."Yan Lin said these words, his tone is very calm, but it is not difficult to hear the hatred hidden behind.

"So? Do you want to climb up and stand on the top Joachim answered.

"Yes! I want to make those people never dare to look at me like that again! I'll give back all the things I used to be a manager! " Yanlin road.

An illegitimate son who has suffered a lot since childhood. When he grows up, he will work hard to win power. He will do anything for his purpose

Yanlin's path is similar to that of many illegitimate children, except for his special identity.

Qiao Xinger was silent for a moment: "do you know Shangguan starry night?"

"What?" Yan Lin frowns and doesn't seem to understand how she suddenly mentions Shangguan Xingye.

"Like you, he can't see light. Do you know how he used to live? He is not qualified to live with his parents. He has to hide. He can live anywhere he wants, but he can't be a royal family. " Qiao xing'er looks at Yan Lin: "compared with him, you are much happier. At least your father still keeps you around."

Qiao Xinger doesn't know how Yan Lin and his father get along with each other, but it's obvious that Yan Lin's existence is a stain. As his father, it's too easy to hide him, but his father doesn't, so he still risks to keep Yan Lin growing up.

"Happiness?" Yan Lin sneered, his body suddenly forward, his eyes staring at her grimly: "he brought me to this world! How rare do you think I am? I would rather not... "

"Dong Dong..."

They were interrupted by a sudden rush of footsteps.

Qiao Xinger turns his head and sees Yan Lin's one of his men running over. The black gun in his hand looks gloomy under the light.