The Locked Marriage in the Rich Family

Listening to Li Wensi's scream, I felt numb on my scalp, goose bumps all over my body, and waves of discomfort came from my chest.

I stopped, looked back at her, eyes incomparably calm, whispered: "your son is ill in hospital, you should take care of him in the hospital, not run to me to go wild."

Li Wensi's hair was messy, his scarlet eyes were staring at me fiercely, and he yelled: "you're a kind-hearted woman! If you dare to do this to my son, I will not let your daughter go! "

She was staring at a pair of scarlet eyes, my heart for no reason pain, subconsciously grasp the armrest, just can stand firm.

My aunt stopped Li Wensi and refused to let her get close to me. I went back to my room with a strong spirit. This day will not be quiet.

Sure enough, after Mr. Zhao came back, it wasn't long before the noise downstairs finally calmed down. For a moment, the door of my room was knocked, and Mr. Zhao's voice came in slowly: "Zhenzhen, let's talk about it."

I clenched my fingers, stood up at the back of my stomach, and went to the study with Mr. Zhao to sit down.

My aunt was afraid that I would not be comfortable when I was sitting. She deliberately drew a soft pillow behind me. I leaned against the wide chair and felt comfortable.

Mr. Zhao's eyes whirled back and forth on my high belly. He asked in a deep voice: "how are you feeling recently? Is there any discomfort? "

I shake my head, but my stomach grows up day by day, and I can't sleep at night. It seems that there is a mountain pressing on my chest, which almost makes me breathe more and more.

"That's good." Mr. Zhao breathed a sigh of relief. His hand rubbed his crutches repeatedly. After a moment of silence, he said, "today, I'm thinking about it. Are you not scared?"

I thought about what Mr. Zhao meant by this, thought about it and said, "it's OK."

Mr. Zhao hesitated for a moment, but he still said, "did Tianyi tell you about Jiachen's hospitalization?"

I slightly lowered my eyelids and couldn't help laughing bitterly. Because of Jiachen, Zhao Tianyi and I had been in a cold war for two months. Even though we often met at home, we didn't even say a word.

"No I said so.

"Really, it's not that I want to hurt you, but Jiachen is still a child after all. You're pregnant again. Tianyi has to take care of Jiachen and you and your baby. Tianyi is tired running back and forth on both sides. What's more, just a few days later, Jiachen was ill and hospitalized. Although Jiachen is not Tianyi's child, you and Jiachen should not be so unfamiliar with the relationship between you and Sisi. " Mr. Zhao looked at the expression on my face and said in a low voice: "even if it's not in Tianyi's face, even if it's in the child's face, let Jiachen live with you. A child's own life is too poor."

I looked directly into Zhao's eyes and said in a deep voice, "you don't need to be embarrassed about this."

After listening to me, the expression on his face eased a little. He thought I was going to let go. I opened my mouth and said in a deep voice, "I can take Ann away."

I can take good care of An'an. Even without Zhao Tianyi's care, I can take good care of myself and An'an.

Mr. Zhao's face was suddenly gloomy. He said in a low voice, "don't say that again in the future. How can you take good care of An'an as a woman?"

"I also gave birth to an an by myself in those years. Without any help, I brought an up as well." I clenched my fingers and said word by word.

Mr. Zhao's face became more and more gloomy. He knocked on his crutch and harshly scolded: "you're a man who can't get salt and oil! It's just a child. Why can't you accommodate him? "

I sneered and asked in a cold voice: "if Jiachen is not Li Wensi's child, of course I can accommodate another child. But in Zhao Tianyi's eyes, you know better than anyone what he wants to raise Jiachen. This is the way he wants to choose. Why should I aggrieve myself to cater to him? "

Even if there is no such relationship between them, I will not be able to separate them!

After listening to me, the expression on his face became more and more condensed. He snorted coldly, knocked on his crutches, and yelled in a low voice: "what a sin! Neither one nor the other can be stopped! "

Mr. Zhao, leaning on crutches, hobbled away.

Aunt suddenly rushed into the study, she red eyes, quickly handed me the mobile phone, choked and said: "madam, the hospital called."

I also wonder why aunt is this expression, doubt answered the phone. When I heard the content on the other end of the phone, I couldn't even hold my cell phone. I fell on the floor and slid out of the way.

"To the hospital! Go to the hospital I hold the armrest, struggling to stand up, scarlet eyes, choking said.

My aunt supported me and told me in a low voice: "madam, don't worry too much. Be careful to move the fetal gas. Slow down and watch your stepI casually wrapped a coat on my body and staggered downstairs. In a few short steps, the clothes on my back had been wet with sweat. I was very flustered.

"Where are you going?" When master Zhao saw me coming down the stairs, he frowned and asked unhappily.

I didn't care to explain to him. I didn't look at him. I left quickly.

When I got out of the car, my feet were soft and I couldn't make any effort. The wind disordered my hair, the cold wind on my cheek, hot pain.

My aunt helped me to walk carefully. From a distance, I saw Yin Jingtian standing in the corridor. He lowered his head and didn't know what he was thinking.

"Where's my sister? How is she now? " I blushed and raised my voice.

Yin Jingtian raised his head slowly, his eyes focused, and said in a dumb voice: "in the operating room."

"And the child?" I asked chokingly, swallowing.

"No more." Yin Jingtian's face was expressionless and said calmly: "no good, she will have..."

After listening to what Yin Jingtian said, I was so angry that I was shaking all over. I slapped him and kicked him. Tears fell uncontrollably, choking and swearing: "do you know how much my sister cares about this child, how can you say such words?"

"It's better to have a child who's a waste!" Yinjingtian choked his neck and yelled.

I stare round eyes, a slap and fan in the past: "that's your child, it's your child!"