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V75

Neither of them spoke, they were in a stalemate with each other

Jing Miao was thinking quickly in her mind, thinking about the prenuptial agreement she signed and what contents could be changed in it. But after thinking about it for a long time, she couldn't remember anything.

What can be changed? With her ability, she analyzed the contract and found that there was nothing that could be changed.

Jing Miao didn't know why Xiu Yu suddenly brought up the contract, but he intuitively felt that Xiu Yu was not the kind of person who would just bring up anything when he had nothing to do.

What's more, when the two of them had a falling out yesterday, he could still talk to him calmly. This situation was weird enough. It was obvious that the things in this man's heart were exposed, but at this moment, he could still talk to him calmly.

Stay calm like this

Is this man too determined, or is he confident that he can hold her and prevent her from escaping from his control?

"Jing Miao, you can say things like incest casually? Lan Miao is my sister-in-law. Have you ever said that about your husband? You have never forgotten the contract and the nature of our marriage, but don't forget it yourself.

It’s a fact of being a couple”

Husband and wife, one is prosperous and both are prosperous;

Yesterday, the relationship between him and Lan Miao was exposed. Jing Miao actually had no idea what kind of person Xiu Yu was. It was probably not impossible for someone like Xiu Yu to commit murder and silence in anger.

In her eyes, Xiu Yu was not as polite, modest and approachable as he appeared in front of his mother.

When Xiu Yu said such words, she was also a little surprised. Jing Miao raised her face slightly. The Xiu Yu in front of her had a calm face, her heroic brows were furrowed, and under the shadow of thick eyelashes, her dark eyes were as focused as the deep sea.

It's like I can see myself in his eyes

Even if they get to the point where they hate each other and quarrel whenever they see each other, she can't deny that Xiu Yu is still very charming as a man.

Is this skin too attractive, seemingly dedicated, and gentle, that’s why it fascinates so many women, and why there are so many romantic debts?

So she actually fell into it unknowingly, even though she reminded herself in her heart

"No, we are a contractual couple, Xiu Yu. I can't bear the word husband and wife. We agreed not to interfere with each other. You walk on your Yangguan Road, and I walk on my single-plank bridge."

As soon as the words came out, her tone was cold and hard, and she didn't want to make any concessions.

Xiu Yu frowned. With all the words she just said, did this woman think she was talking to herself? He was also surprised by the shocking words Jing Miao said last night.

He didn't like to explain, especially the relationship with Lan Miao, and he didn't know where she knew this from.

For him, the most important thing is to conquer this restless little wife

"Abort this child"

Xiu Yu doesn’t want to go around in circles anymore

Jing Miao withdrew her gaze. She had heard this more often and no longer felt it. She had already thought about it. When she gave birth to the child, she would definitely throw the child's DNA test report in this man's face!

She must give birth to this child, a child who can prove her innocence.

"Step aside"

Too lazy to talk nonsense with this man, she dragged the box and wanted to pass this man and go to the door.

Xiu Yu stood there silently, with his hands in his trouser pockets, his clear eyes getting colder and colder, and the temperature around him seemed to be dropping rapidly.

"Will you give in or not?"

She looked up at Xiu Yu coldly

What broke the deadlock between the two was the phone that suddenly rang in Xiu Yu's pocket.

The phone kept ringing. Xiu Yu finally picked it up, answered the phone, her face sank slightly, and went to the study room on the second floor. Jing Miao dragged the box and took advantage of this opportunity to leave the house.

When we got downstairs, the sky was gloomy with dark clouds, and the cold wind blew up the scattered fallen leaves on the ground. People were walking in a hurry, and everyone had an expression on their faces as they hurried indoors.

There were footsteps behind me, and I seemed to hear that familiar voice calling my name, but the voice was cold and mixed with the wind, making people even more chilly.

Without stopping, she got into a taxi that happened to pass by.

When he got home, Jing Miao's mother was not at home either. Jing Miao breathed a sigh of relief. It was okay that she was not at home for the time being, so as not to ask questions later, which would inevitably make Jing Miao unable to resist.

I looked in the mirror and put on a light make-up. During this period, my morning sickness was getting stronger and stronger. I could hardly eat anything, so my face looked much worse than ever before.

The place to eat was arranged at a private restaurant. Zhang Taotao usually took her here to eat when he had nothing to do. It was a bit expensive, but the taste was very good.

Since you are asking people to do things, you must show your sincerity.

Night finally fell, and when the lights were on across the city, Ge Songni, who had neat short red hair, finally appeared.

"Tell me, what do you want from me today?"

She threw the small black handbag in her hand on the leather sofa, crossed her legs, and lazily got to the point.

Jing Miao was startled. She didn't expect this second-generation official to have such a direct temper. Although her tone was a bit cynical, there was no displeasure on her face.

Jing Miao smiled slightly, poured a cup of the fruit tea that had been prepared, and delivered it to Ge Songni's table, "I'll have a cup of tea first and then I'll say thank you. It's such a cold day for you to come out."

Ge Songni's legs were dangling, not caring about her image at all. She reached out and brushed her red hair, tilted her head, and did not touch the cup of tea.

"Tell me what's going on first, then it's not too late to drink."

Ge Songni's attitude was neither soft nor hard. Jing Miao was a little unsure whether what he wanted to say later could be accomplished. After all, Ge Songni's attitude towards Long Lingyu was not generally bad when they last met.

(I want to take a day off today. I will only update once for the time being. I will make up for all the debt I owe within this week. The cold is really serious and I don’t want to perfunctory everyone. I’m sorry everyone)


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