The sky was slightly bright, and the early spring sun was thin, shining on the green leaves, shining with green light.
"Uh..." Chu Zhanjin frowned, held his swollen forehead, opened his eyes, and stared blankly at the ceiling. Yesterday, he was clearly doing work in the study, but why did he lose consciousness later.
He looked down and saw that the suit and shirt on his body had been changed and he put on a nightgown. When he looked at him, Masako was lying next to him. She was like a baby, with her head resting on his palm, curled up.
into a ball.
"Where's Mo'er?" Chu Zhanjin opened the door in a panic and went to each room one by one.
"Don't look for her anymore, I've already sent her away!" Masako leaned against the door and spoke calmly.
Chu Zhanjin's eyes tightened, and he walked towards Masako, "Pah!" He slapped her with his hand, "Why do you do this!"
Ji Zhanxuan heard the quarrel and ran out of the bedroom. Just in time to see this scene, he was horrified, his heart twitched, and he yelled at Nangong Han, "Are you crazy!"
Masako was slapped so hard that she turned her face to the side, and there was a buzzing sound in her ears. The burning stinging sensation was far less than the pain in her heart. She was the apple of Mr. Fujii's eye. She could get wind and rain when she wanted. No one had ever
No one dared to hurt her, and no one dared to hit her. This time she was beaten for the first time, but it was by the man she loved most.
Her moist eyes were filled with tears. She held her breath and held back to prevent the tears from falling. She turned her head, and the red fingerprints on her pale cheeks were obvious. She pursed her lips and smiled, "You beat me.
If you continue to beat me, you'd better abort the baby in my belly!"
Chu Zhan and Jin were stunned and stunned for two seconds before he realized, "Are you pregnant?"
Ji Zhanxuan stood quietly aside, his shock was no less than that of Chu Zhanjin, his eyes were dim, revealing a sense of loss.
"Yes! I'm pregnant with your baby!" Masako raised her head, looked directly into his eyes, facing him, no longer humble, "Because Xiang Yimo knew that I was pregnant with your baby and didn't want to destroy your family, so
She left of her own volition!"
"You have a baby..." Chu Zhan and Jin Suo frowned deeply, murmuring to themselves.
Masako hugged him and said, "Give our baby a complete home, okay?"
Chu Zhanjin opened his hand and said, "Leave me alone for a while." He seemed to have lost his soul and walked forward slowly.
Originally, he still held on to a glimmer of hope that he and Xiang Yimo would still have a chance to be together, but now, he has his own responsibilities. Why, the hope he had just now was ruthlessly shattered immediately!
"Is this child Chu Zhanjin's?" Ji Zhan tightened his grip on Masako's arm and asked her.
"You're pinching me hurts, let go..." Masako struggled to throw away his hand, "Of course my child is Jin's!"
"But, we obviously had a relationship, why can't it be mine?"
Masako covered her ears and shook her head desperately, "Don't mention this matter. Didn't I warn you? Never mention it!"
Ji Zhanxuan's expression was sad, "I hope you can bind Chu Zhanjin's heart this time and be happy!" He turned and left silently.
Masako's eyes were wandering and she was biting her lips. Instead of being happy as an expectant mother, she had a worried look on her face.
Xiang Yimo gritted his teeth and walked into the aircraft lobby angrily.
Why, when she heard the news of Nangong Han's remarriage, was she so angry, why did she feel it was not worth it for her sister to marry such a man, or why did she feel it was not worth it for her to fall in love with such a man?
"Wow... I didn't expect the chief of the Bonanna family to be so handsome!"
A group of girls gathered around the TV screen in the waiting room lobby and let out a chorus of admiration.
Xiang Yimo walked by and heard the conversation. He pouted and angrily muttered, "How handsome! He is obviously bad!"
"Stop being crazy, isn't he getting married again?"
"Oh...how could there be such a perfect man, handsome, wealthy, and so infatuated!"
Xiang Yimo was puzzled, "My wife just died and I'm going to marry her again. This kind of man is still obsessed with me. He is obviously a scumbag!"
A group of girls turned around and listened to Xiang Yimo in astonishment.
"He married his deceased wife's twin sister! Look, how infatuated he is, even if his wife dies, he still wants to keep an identical woman by his side!"
"Pah!" Xiang Yimo was startled, his hands shook, and his handbag fell to the ground.
She suddenly turned around and stared at the screen -
Nangong Han, what on earth is he playing?
One moment, he announced the false news that her sister was critically ill, the next, he announced the false news that her sister had died, and now he actually announced the false news that she was marrying him. It seemed that every step was done step by step. What on earth was he planning?
On the TV screen, Nangong Han is wearing a black handmade suit. The fabric is exquisite and exudes a soft light without any wrinkles. It looks even more upright against the background of his strong figure. The pure platinum buttons are inlaid with diamonds.
Luxurious and dignified, like a god, once people take one look at it, the realization cannot be taken away from him.
Even the host, who was used to seeing handsome guys, looked like a nymphomaniac and stared at Nangong Han.
"Nangong Han, I heard that you are getting remarried again. You know, your wife has just been laid to rest, how could it happen so suddenly?"
The thin lips curled up and raised a bohemian smile, "I want to stare at that face every moment! In the past, I have experienced so many twists and turns, too many misunderstandings, and too many regrets.
, that’s why I lost you, I hope I can have a chance to start over.”
Everyone thought Nangong Han was talking about his deceased wife.
Only Xiang Yimo understood his profound meaning, and he was telling her every word.
"Speaking of regrets, when did you feel the most regretful?"
"Child!" The dark and deep eyes stared closely at the camera, as if they could penetrate the machine and shine directly into Xiang Yimo's heart.
"How many children do you want to have? Boys or girls?"
"As long as the child's mother is her, it doesn't matter how many or how little, and it doesn't matter whether he's male or female!"
Cool words, concise and clear, but touched Xiang Yimo.
Her eyes were wide open, her heart was pounding, and a warm current came from all directions and poured into her heart...