The man hiding in the dark, the light from the screen on his mobile phone illuminated his gloomy face.
"You said she was going to leave here and give birth to this child?" Murong Yuanhong was obviously shocked.
The person on the other end of the phone replied with certainty: "Yes, I heard you right, that's what she said. Moreover, she plans to sneak away without telling the young master. Do you think this...?"
Murong Yuanhong pondered for a moment and immediately came up with an idea. He ordered: "You will monitor her every move over there first. I will make my own arrangements for the rest."
After putting down the phone, Murong Yuanhong began to walk around the study room with his hands behind his hands. He walked alone and pondered, and finally, as if he had made up his mind, he placed a big palm heavily on the rosewood desk.
"Jiang Zimo, you are seeking your own death, no one else can blame you. You want to leave? It's not that easy. If you leave, my son will definitely go crazy for you. Since you are so shameless, you want to give birth to this evil son for that evildoer.
, I just won’t let you get what you want. Hehehe, Yuhan, you always hated this girl before, but now, I will send her down to accompany you, will you be happier? "
After Murong Yuanhong finished speaking, as if he had seen something happy, a warm smile gradually appeared on his slightly old face.
Taking advantage of her calm mood, Jiang Zimo packed her things alone in her room.
She picked up some things she used in her childhood, such as small black picture frames, faded tambourines, and some dolls that girls often played with... Only when she touched them with her fingers did she feel
It turns out that I have quite a lot.
Looking around the house she had lived in since she was born, she felt an indescribable attachment and reluctance. This was her root. No matter where she wandered, she still carried this place in her dreams and soul.
brand.
After growing up, for the first time, she glanced at everything here with a look of scrutiny and reluctance.
Sighing, one after another. It wasn't until the baby in her belly kicked her slightly again that she smiled to herself, shook her head, and obediently went to the bathroom to take a shower and prepare for bed.
Murong Qingzhen's call came late. Jiang Zimo heard him breathing heavily on the phone and his voice was not as crisp as before, so he asked: "Have you been drinking?"
"Well, I drank a little." It could be heard that he was probably in the car, because the electronic navigation system startup prompt could be heard on the phone.
Jiang Zimo frowned and asked with some worry: "Did Master Zhao pick you up?" She was worried that it would be unsafe for him to drive after drinking, and she felt nervous and worried.
"No, I drive myself."
Jiang Zimo sat up suddenly and said, "Why are you driving after drinking? Qingzhen, don't make me worry, okay?"
Murong Qingzhen laughed on the phone, and he said proudly while he was drunk: "What's the point? When I was in the United States, I would often go racing on the highway in the middle of the night after drinking! I've never done this before.
It’s okay! Don’t worry, when I meet someone checking the car later, I just need to drink some Coke in the car! Ah Zi, are you worried about me now?”
When Jiang Zimo heard what he said, there was obviously a hint of ambiguity, and he snorted and said: "What do I have to worry about? Could it be that after drinking, besides racing, can you do anything more ridiculous?"