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Zi Yan closed her eyes, not looking at the two men.

If he did so, she would keep the child to prove her innocence.

"Gao Jianfeng, if you hear it, you can just give up."

Zhuo Wei Ting held Zi Yan's hand.

He knew that if Zi Yan didn't agree, he wanted this boy to give up.

"Song Ziyan, don't be so silly, he can do anything."

Gao Jianfeng could not be bothered with his own injuries, and went forward to pull Zi Yan's other hand.

"Let go, nothing is important to me anymore."

Zi Yan pulled back her hand, and her words were filled with grief and sorrow.

"Did you hear that? Let go."

Zhuo Weoting stared at Gao Jianfeng's hands and warned in a cold voice.

"Song Ziyan, you will regret this, you will definitely regret this."

Gao Jian let go of her hand reluctantly, but he spoke to Zi Yan with a loud voice.

Zi Yan didn't say anything, she just let Zhuo Wei Ting embrace her.

Regret? In this world, she was not allowed to regret. She had never had the chance to regret.

Zhuo Weitang and Zi Yan left the stadium just as the second class ended.

He did not immediately bring Zi Yan away, but instead walked towards the Principal's office.

He had already decided, this school wasn't suitable for Zi Yan, he would help her transfer, and perhaps going to the north would be good for her.

Although he regretted losing the God of Fortune, Zhuo WeiTing generously wrote a cheque worth one million yuan.

The principal passionately sent Zhuo WeiTing and Zi Yan out of the school.

Although there were many curious students in the school, no one had the opportunity to know the truth.

"Let's go eat first and then go home."

Looking at the stupefied Zi Yan, Zhuo Weitang was a little worried.

There was something wrong with her, something like the second night of their marriage.

It was just that at that time, she was afraid, she was afraid. But now, she was calm, calm like a thousand year old mirror.

There was no smile, no expression. Even his eyes were empty.

"Yan'er, am I talking to you?"

Seeing that Zi Yan did not react after a long time, Zhuo WeiTing turned his head and asked.

"I want to go home."

Zi Yan's light mosquito-like voice made Zhuo WeiTing uncomfortable.

He hadn't asked her why she was with the boy yet, but she showed him first.

With a bit of anger, Zhuo WeiTing drove straight home.

After returning, Zi Yan went back to her room and without saying anything, she laid down on her bed.

It just so happened that Zhuo Minghui went on a trip with a few old friends two days ago. He probably wouldn't be gone for a month or two.

Currently, there were only two masters in the Zhuo Family: Zi Yan and Zhuo Wei Ting.

Zhuo Weiting told her to cook some food and went to the study.

He clearly remembered everything that happened that day.

He looked at the pregnancy test report on his hands. It had been five weeks since then.

Even though he and Zi Yan shared the same bed for the past few days, he was afraid of what might happen next.

He knew that Zi Yan wanted children, and he also knew that she yearned for kinship, but he really didn't want to take the risk.

Unless the man himself came up to him and said that he had been right that day.

But with Zi Yan's current condition, it was impossible for her to go to the hospital, unless he tied her to the operating table as she said.

The only good thing now was that they had not gone through the formalities of marriage. Would it be better if the child was born?

After thinking for a moment, Zhuo Wei Ting decided to see Zi Yan's determination.

If she really had to, then he respected her, but he would make DNA when the baby was born.

Of course, if the result of the verification proves that the child is his, he will give her legal protection, but also give her the appropriate property security.

On the contrary, if the child was not his, he would send the child away, but Zi Yan must stay.

But before that, he had to do something to let Zi Yan understand his pain.

Twice. Twice he saw Zi Yan hugging another man, and once she wasn't dressed properly.

He wanted to call Dad, maybe give him some advice.

But if his father knew, he would definitely come back, and perhaps he would stand on the same front as Zi Yan.

When his father had been betrayed by a woman, his mother had eloped with another man while carrying him.

He didn't know the truth until he returned to the Zhuo Family.

Although his situation was different from his father's, it was still a betrayal.

Furthermore, Zi Yan's betrayal was much more severe, because the seed in her stomach could not be determined.

Just as he was conflicted and at a loss, Aunt Gui knocked on the door.

"Come in."

"Young Master, Young Mistress is not willing to eat it."

Sister Gui said with a bitter face.

"Aunt Gui, it's better for a pregnant person to eat something, so you can go and make some food for the pregnant woman to eat."

Hearing that Zi Yan wasn't eating, Zhuo WeiTing became even more agitated. Was she protesting to him?

Did she want to use a hunger strike to force him into submission?

Ah!

Aunt Gui looked at Zhuo Weitang in astonishment. Then, as if she had understood something, she left with a 'oh' and a smile.

Watching her leave, Zhuo Weiting suddenly thought of two children with different appearances, one looking like him and the other looking like that man.

Did anything happen that day?

There were forty minutes between the call from Sister Gui and his return home, and if anything was to be done, anything could be done.

"No, I have to ask Aunt Gui. She must have seen something."

Just as Zhuo Weiting stood up and was about to ask her what she had seen that day, his phone rang.

After settling the matter on the phone, he forgot to ask her about it.

Zi Yan was really on a hunger strike. She did not eat since she came back until the next morning, just lying on her bed like a person waiting to die.

The next day, when Zhuo Weiting was at work, Mrs. Gui called again at noon.

"Young Master, Young Mistress will not gnaw on food. What should we do?"

Young Mistress was pregnant, how could she not eat?

If it wasn't for the fact that the old master wasn't used to using his cell phone, she would have definitely called the old master.

"I'll be right back. Make another serving."

When Zhuo Weitang heard this, he became annoyed. Women always used death to scare people.

Didn't they say that one cry, two make three, and hang himself?

Why didn't she cry or make a ruckus? Why did she go on a hunger strike?

Was he really going to compromise? Was he really going to let her give birth to that evil creature?

With a bellyful of anger, Zhuo WeiTing finally returned.

In her room, Zi Yan was still sleeping on her bed. The only difference from yesterday was her eyes were open and closed.

She had opened her eyes since her return from the previous day, but now her eyes were closed.

"Get up, Zhuo Ziyan, get up."

He didn't dare to use too much strength, he only roared loudly.

"What exactly do you want? Do you have to make me compromise? "

Seeing that Zi Yan was unmoved, Zhuo Wei Ting was enraged.

"You opened your eyes and looked at me. Are you trying to take revenge on me or yourself?"

Zhuo WeiTing wanted to force her eyelids open, but he was afraid of hurting her too much.

"Can't I promise you? We're not going to the hospital. If you want to have a baby, you can have a baby. "

Looking at his yellow face, Zhuo Weitang finally chose to surrender to Zi Yan.

"You really don't want me to give birth?"

Hearing this, Zi Yan slowly opened her eyes, a tinge of emotion finally appearing in her eyes.

"Yes, but I have one condition. I will not obtain a license from you until the child is born."

Zhuo Wei Ting said with a cold expression.

"I know that as long as you can keep your child, I can accept anything."

Although Zi Yan was smiling, her tears still flowed down her face.

"Then get up and go eat now."

Zhuo WeiTing turned around, not wanting to see her completely different from before.

"Well, thank you. I'll prove my loyalty to you."

Zi Yan bit her lips and said.

Although he heard Zi Yan's words, Zhuo WeiTing did not stay. He was only worried that he would prove himself as an idiot.

Zi Yan stood up, felt dizzy and fell back onto the bed.

Hearing that, Zhuo Weitang was stunned for a moment. He turned his head but did not go to help Zi Yan.

"I'll go downstairs and wait for you to eat."

After throwing down those words, Zhuo WeiTing left.

Zi Yan stood up, went to the bathroom to take a bath and change into her home clothes after feeling better.

When they arrived at the dining hall, Zhuo WeiTing was indeed waiting for them. There were many dishes on the table, and Zi Yan was hungry as soon as she smelled the fragrance.

Although her hunger strike was a bit lacking, it was good that he could agree.

"Eat, I hope you won't play such a boring game in the future."

Before eating, Zhuo WeiTing said with a dark expression.

"No, I will eat more every day from now on. This is our child, and I want it to be a boy like you."

Zi Yan was especially happy. Although she liked girls, she was more clear on the importance of boys in the Wealthy Class.

Zhuo Weitang didn't say anything else and only watched Zi Yan finish her meal like a whirlwind.

He had never seen that woman eat so much.

Now he remembered the phone call he had received the day after his wedding.

Maybe she had been hungry for days.

After having dinner with Zi Yan, Zhuo WeiTing returned to the company.

When he thought about how he had to compromise, he still felt very, very uncomfortable in his heart.

He wanted Zi Yan to give birth, he wanted her to understand his pain.

Thinking about it, he called the playboy Liu Lei.

"Lei, do you have time for dinner tonight?"

"Haha, of course there is. Director Zhuo, do you have any joyous news to share with your brother?"

Liu Lei said in the usual teasing tone.

"We'll talk about it later."

Zhuo WeiTing hung up the phone.

He wanted to stay cold for a period of time, but who told her to have such a 'personality' this time, to be so bold.

Before getting off work, Zhuo called to tell her that she wouldn't be back for dinner that evening.

After work, he arrived at the restaurant that he had promised Liu Lei.

"Bro, I haven't seen you for a few weeks, but you look so haggard?"

Liu Lei deliberately sang in a Beijing accent.

"Sit down, what do you want to drink?"

Zhuo Weiting sat down and ignored his teasing.

"Brother, what happened? You look like you're wearing a green hat. "

Originally, Liu Lei was just joking, but he didn't expect that the lightning zone would be hit.

Normally, he would just mock her like this, but this time, he said it at the wrong time.

"Can't you say something nice?"

Zhuo Wei Ting had a sullen expression as he stared at Liu Lei.

Ah!" Don't tell me you want me to speak the same language? But sister-in-law doesn't look like …

Liu Lei looked at Zhuo Weitang in astonishment, unable to believe it no matter what.

"Can you shut your crow's beak?"

Zhuo Wei Ting said angrily without waiting for Liu Lei to finish.

"Hey, don't be like this. Is there some kind of misunderstanding?"

Liu Lei didn't dare to speak carelessly when he saw Zhuo Weitang like that.

"Impossible, I saw it with my own eyes. If it was you, how would you feel when you see a man leave your wife with his pants on?"

"Puff …"

As soon as Zhuo Wei Ting finished speaking, all the wine in Liu Lei's mouth sprayed out, not leaving a single drop, onto Boss Zhuo's face.

"That day, Aunt Gui called and told me she fainted. I put down the company and rushed home. The result is …"

"Are you saying that sister-in-law is stealing from home?"

Liu Lei said in astonishment.

He wouldn't believe anything that was said.

How could there be such a foolish woman in this world? If he wanted to steal from her, he must have gone a little further.

For the Zhuo Family, even if their master wasn't home, they still had so many servants. How could they be so stupid as to go home?

"I saw it with my own eyes. She's pregnant now, and it just so happens that she got pregnant in those few days."