The sudden appearance of Linghan surprised ye Huanyan.
Originally, I just thought that Zhao Peisheng misunderstood something after he didn't know who said what, and ran to mess with her. It's OK to ask Lu Shen about these things.
But these words fell into Ling Han's ears.
No one knows better than ye Huanyan how fragile the trust between her and Ling Han is.
No one knows better than her that what sustains this layer of trust is only the real blood source of the child in her belly.
Zhao Peisheng's identity and words cannot be doubted by Ling Han.
Her eyes were filled with unspeakable bitterness, staring at Ling Han in a daze, "believe me, I really don't know what she's talking about."
When Zhao Peisheng saw ye Huanyan suddenly looking at the man in front of him, he was stunned, frowned and looked at Ling Han, "who are you? What's your relationship with ye Huanyan?"
Ye Huanyan was already worried and had no intention to deal with Zhao Peisheng. He just looked at Ling Han and waited for his response.
"Go."
He spit out such a word coldly, then pulled up her arm and walked towards the door.
The high heels behind him hit the ground with a crisp sound and chased all the way to the gate of the cafe.
"Hey, who are you, what's the matter with you, and where are you taking her?"
Ling Han thrust ye Huanyan impolitely into the co pilot, closed the door and turned to stare at Zhao Peisheng from a commanding position. His eyes were full of cold chill, and he said in a deep voice, "I can't take care of her business."@^^$
"What are you talking about? She is pregnant with my child..."
"My wife is pregnant with your child. I really don't know how Mrs. Lu can say it."
Zhao Peisheng originally thought that Ling Han looked familiar. Hearing this, he suddenly stared at him in a daze. Something flashed in his mind, and exclaimed, "you are happy..."
The sound of closing the door was crisp.
The black car disappeared, leaving Zhao Peisheng standing where he was, with a face of disbelief! $*!
The atmosphere in the carriage was extremely gloomy.
Ye Huanyan tried to speak several times, but he was scared by the speed of his driving. He could only cling to the seat belt and couldn't say a word.
Driving all the way back to Jinjiang garden, the accelerator at Ling Han's feet hardly loosened.
When he received a text message in the morning, he only gave an address and said, "you should have a look at ye Huanyan's true face", so he went skeptically.
Lanjiang city is so big that he never looks down when doing business. He meets many times at various business cocktail parties. Although he usually doesn't deliberately remember the family members of the bosses of various companies, it happens that this woman is Su Nianhua's mother, and it happens that he has checked all Su Nianhua's information.
A woman who forced her son to break up with her girlfriend ten years ago. Now she sees her son's ex girlfriend again. What's the reason?
He didn't understand, so he wanted to see it with his own eyes.
It was really a good play.
Arriving at Jinjiang garden, ye Huanyan covered his mouth, hurriedly pushed open the door, stumbled to the door, held the camphor tree at the door, and vomited violently, almost even bile, only feeling dizzy.
Before she calmed down, a huge tearing force came from her arms. Regardless of her staggering steps, she roughly dragged it to the living room and threw it on the carpet of the living room. She covered her stomach and looked up with pain. There was no time to panic. She knew that at this time, she must solve this misunderstanding as soon as possible,
"Han, I don't know what she said. Listen to me. I really don't know what she was saying."
"Really? Then tell me, why do you want to meet her today?"
"I..."
"Last night, who called you in the middle of the night?"
“……”
Seeing her speechless, Ling Han's eyes flashed a touch of pain. He made no secret of his disappointment at ye Huanyan at the moment, and shouted, "ye Huanyan, when are you going to act?"
Hearing this, ye Huanyan froze all over and subconsciously shrank behind her. She felt his anger and understood his pain. She looked at him tremblingly and begged him to give him even a little trust.
"Cold, no," she shook her head in pain.
"Do you still want to tell me that this child is mine?"
The hands roughly grabbed her collar and lifted her to her chest. The red eyes almost burst out of fire,
"Su Nianhua's mother has come to the door and is going to marry you. Everything you want to do has been done. Do you still want to insist on telling me that this child is mine?"
Ye Huanyan didn't understand the meaning of the sentence 'everything you want to do' in his words. She just thought he was extremely angry, and what he said was simply an expression of anger.
She was anxious, raised her finger to swear, and sobbed, "it's yours, Han, listen to me, this child, I swear with my life, this child is really yours."
Looking at her stubborn face, her tears running across her face, her eyes like water, although pregnant, she seems to be as pure and lovely as ever, and I still feel sorry for her.
It was like this. He cheated him many times and softened his heart and didn't investigate her.
At the moment, Ling Han didn't feel distressed, but felt that his hands and feet became cold a little bit. How much he loved her, how much he regretted what he had done to her, and how disappointed he was now.
She did it step by step, just to revenge herself, for the future of Su Nianhua, the ex boyfriend she was thinking about, and for her own future.
She has done it, but now she still wants to be a fool and deceive herself with the child in her belly?
What else does she want?
He thought of the old lady's legacy.
Does she even miss this?
Thinking of this, he sneered, and the angry expression on his face gradually converged, leaving only the lingering chill and the coldness in his eyes. He slowly released his hand, threw her on the ground, and said coldly, "then go and have an amniocentesis."
"Don't you believe me?" Ye Huanyan fell on the ground, trembling all over.
"I only believe in evidence."
With a bang, the door closed tightly, and the whole living room fell into a dead silence.
The sound of the car starting at the door hovered in his ears, and then gradually disappeared. Ye Huanyan only felt that his whole world was in a quiet, blank, and could not catch anything.
The years since these days have been quiet. In fact, they are fragile like a layer of window paper. The two people comfort each other, blinding both sides' eyes, trying to ignore those cracks that have long existed, and delusions that they can live a lifetime in this way.
Now he woke up first and forced her to wake up quickly.
"Miss ye..."
An anxious cry came from the darkness, as if someone had helped her up and left the cold ground.
But in my heart, why is it so cold.