Who is the father of the 135 child? Lan still came out of the laboratory with the test sheet and looked at it as she walked. The positive result on it made her unable to express her emotions. No matter how stupid she was, she still understood what the positive result meant. She was pregnant after all, but this
The result was not what she wanted to see.
boom!
Her body collided with someone, and the test sheet slipped from her hand. Just as she was about to say something, someone stepped forward to pick up the test sheet.
"Are you pregnant?" The surprised voice, accompanied by a familiar voice, pierced Lan Yiran's eardrums. She was startled, and raised her head in disbelief. The face that fell into her sight made her heart skip a beat, and a sourness rolled over her.
How long has it been since I last saw him? Bang took it.
After we said goodbye in Australia, he almost disappeared from her world, but when we saw him today, all those suppressed longings came rushing back.
She couldn't forget him, not at all.
"An Chen..." Lan Yiran spoke, calling in such a low voice, but it was filled with deep sadness.
However, Leng Anyen's eyes only stopped on her face for a second, and then he looked carefully at the woman next to him, so cautiously, revealing that he cared about her.
Such eyes pierced Lan Yiran's heart, and she also moved her eyes towards Duanmumu. She was wearing hospital clothes, but her face looked rosy, and she looked like she was loved and loved by others.
"Are you sick?" Lan Yiran restrained his emotions and asked Duanmumu calmly.
Duanmumu did not answer, but took Lan Yiran's pregnancy test form from Leng Anyen's hand and handed it over, "Congratulations!"
Lan Yiran did not take the order, but kept staring at Duanmumu, as if he wanted to see something, but what he saw was indifference.
How could she be so calm? Didn't she have any doubts?
She shouldn't care, right?
Lan Yiran still remembers that Duanmu Mu once approached her and asked her to work hard to conceive Leng Anyen's child?
Thinking like this, Lan Yiran suddenly felt that there was no point in doing this. Just when she was trying to find an excuse to leave, she suddenly heard Leng Anyen say, "Child, how many months old is the child?"
His voice was tight and uneasy, and his sharp black eyes looked directly at Lan Yiran's belly.
There was no emotion in those eyes, only coldness and ruthlessness, which actually made Lan Yiran feel a chill in his lower abdomen.
Could it be that even if she did have his child, he wouldn't want it?
A terrifying thought that he dared not admit flashed through his mind, making Lan Yiran's heart feel cold.
He had completely forgotten the friendship he had had with her for so many years, and it was still so indifferent!
At this moment, she didn't want to believe it and felt unwilling to do so.
She secretly took a breath, and the corners of Lan Yiran's pretty lips slowly raised. She took the pregnancy test sheet and naturally touched her belly with her hand, "More than two months."
This promise made Leng Anyen's face suddenly darken, "How long?"
Although there were only two words, she could hear the tension in his voice, like a taut string, which seemed to break if not careful. Duanmumu caught it at once, and her heart felt as if it had been pricked by a needle.
She wouldn't understand what An Chen's reaction meant.
This child is his, so he can show no mercy at all, but still save seeds at every turn?
Duanmumu once approached Lan Yingling and asked her to try to conceive Leng Anyen's child, but at that time she did not love this man at all and even wanted to get rid of him, but it is different today.
After hearing the news, only she knew how uncomfortable she felt. But facing Lan Yiran, she could only knock out her teeth and swallow it. Duanmumu tried to stay calm and looked at Lan Yiran, "Two months pregnant.
It’s the most dangerous period, why don’t you see Miss Lan’s boyfriend accompanying you?”
Duanmumu admitted that he asked this question out of selfish motives. He wanted to determine whose child this child was.
Lan Yiran did not answer this question immediately, but his eyes wandered between Leng Anyen and Duanmumu. No one knew how heavy Duanmumu's heart was while waiting for the answer, like a boulder hanging from a thousand kilograms.
generally.
As time passed by, Duanmumu felt her heart sinking. Just when she was not ready to hear the answer again, Lan Yiran spoke unexpectedly——
"My baby has no father," she said, with a bitter and helpless smile on her lips, "He doesn't want us anymore."
Lan Yiran's last sentence was more convincing than saying that person's name. It almost immediately reminded Duanmumu of Leng Anyhen's ruthlessness towards Lan Yiran when they were in the Australian hotel. Her words just now, "He doesn't want us anymore," were clear.
is the answer.
A chill rushed up from his toes, and Duanmumu felt that his newly recovered body was feeling as uncomfortable as if he was ill.
"He is so ruthless, don't you hate him?" For some reason, Duanmumu actually asked such a question.
Lan Yiran looked at Duanmumu's obviously ugly face, and felt a sense of revenge in her heart. Then she looked at Leng Anyen again, and saw that his handsome face was also clouded, but she was not afraid, but felt confident.
Get up, "Hate, but only when there is love can there be hate."
What she means is that she still loves Leng Anyen so far!
Such a direct confession, but hasn't Lan Yiran always liked to hide his love for Leng Anyen? There is nothing surprising about this.
It's just that Duanmumu couldn't stand any longer. The coldness on her hands and feet made her feel as if the weather had suddenly fallen into the cold winter. But at this moment, Lan Yiran asked again, "Isn't Madam Leng pregnant yet?"
This sentence is like another blow to the head of a dying person, killing him without leaving any chance to breathe.
Originally, Duanmumu seemed to have forgotten the pain of losing her child, but after mentioning it like this, the pain suddenly became vivid again, along with the pain in her lower abdomen.
Either this woman didn't make a move, or if she made a move, she would kill someone. Duanmumu looked at Lan Yiran's handsome face and felt that it was so ferocious and terrifying.
"Lan Yiran..." Leng Anyen seemed to notice Duanmumu's displeasure, growled lowly, and then reached out to help Duanmumu, but was thrown away by her.
"Wife..." He said weakly, raising his hands in the air like a frustrated child.
Looking at his humble appearance, Lan Yiran's heart ached. Such a proud man would have such a moment. She had never thought that he had really fallen in love with this woman, but what about Qin Qiong?
Lan Yiran seemed unwilling to give in. Just when he was about to say something more, a clear female voice suddenly came from behind, "Sister, why does it take so long to get the report?"
The girl has shoulder-length hair, slightly curly brown hair, a small face like a melon seed, and a pair of big black gem-like eyes. When she looks at people, her long eyelashes flutter, like a brush brushing people's hearts.
.
Her face is somewhat similar to Lan Yiran's, but she lacks Lan Yiran's charm.
Lan Yiran turned around and saw his younger sister coming. He looked panicked for a moment and quickly came to his side, "Why did you come out?"
But the girl didn't reply to her, but her eyes fell on Leng Anyen's face, "Brother-in-law, why are you here?"
Lan Tianran's voice was full of surprise and joy, but she didn't know that Leng Anyen's face turned ugly when she shouted. But facing Lan Tianran's harmless smile, he could only respond awkwardly, "I, I'll accompany my wife...
"
With this answer, the joyful smile on the girl's face suddenly disappeared, and was instantly replaced by a wave of sinisterness. She looked at Duanmumu with cold eyes as if quenched with poison, and her voice was not as gentle and sweet as before, "Sister, this is what I want."
A woman with a bad face stole her brother-in-law, right?"
Lan Tianran pointed her finger at Duanmumu, her almond-shaped eyes filled with hatred, and Duanmumu suddenly felt like he was about to be killed by her.
Duanmumu didn't say a word, just glanced at them lightly, and then turned around. Leng Anyen was a little flustered, "Wife..."
Just as he was about to catch up, his arm was grabbed by Lan Tianran, "Brother-in-law, don't leave!"
"Tianran, don't make trouble!" Leng Anyen brushed Lan Tianran's hand away and chased after the frail figure.
Lan Yiran seemed a little unwilling, stamping his feet, still reluctant to give up, and cursed at Duanmumu's back, "Shameless vixen, stealing other people's fiancés, bitch..."
The unpleasant words were hard to hear, but Duanmumu didn't feel much of them. Maybe she had been scolded too much and had become immune.
Just now, when he heard Lan Tianran calling Leng Anyhen brother-in-law, and thinking about the child in Lan Yiran's belly, Duanmumu realized at that moment that he was really redundant, as if the mistress who was hiding from the light was not Lan Yiran, but herself.
"Honey, listen to me..." Leng Anyen also felt confused at the moment and didn't know how to explain it, but he knew that if he didn't say anything, the relationship between him and Duanmumu, which had only been eased in the past few days, would fall into a new dead end.
.
But Duanmumu couldn't hear anything at the moment. She felt as if ten thousand bees were flying into her head, buzzing so loudly that her head was about to explode.
"I don't want to listen, it has nothing to do with me," Duanmumu covered his ears, trying to block out Leng Anyen's voice, but he was also in a hurry.
The way forward was blocked by Leng Anyen. He took off Duan Mumu's hand covering his ears and said, "Honey, this child shouldn't be mine. I haven't had that relationship with her for a long time, and even if I did, I would
The measures are well done..."
As he talked, Leng Anyen felt that he couldn't continue talking. What kind of explanation was this? Doesn't he still admit that he still has that kind of relationship with Lan?
"Keep talking," Duanmumu looked at him, with a sarcastic smile in his dark eyes.
Leng Anyen closed his eyes, raised and lowered his hand with a messy look, and finally landed on Duanmumu's shoulder, "Wife, you have to believe me."
At this moment, these were the only words he could say.
Believe! She really wanted to believe him and believe him unconditionally, but he always struck out again when she chose to trust him.
She didn't have that much endurance, and she couldn't bear the hurt and shock he gave her again and again.
Seeing Duanmumu's eyes that turned him away, Leng Anyen was afraid. He reached out and hugged her tightly in his arms, but it was like holding a stiff boulder, "Honey, I will prove this child to you."
Is it mine? Even if it is mine, I won’t want it.”
In fact, he was not sure!
Duanmumu didn't struggle. He seemed to have lost his strength. His body was cooling down more and more, like a corpse that no longer had any vitality. "Then you can come to me after you prove it."
