Chapter 337

"I think it's dirty. Whether it's my seed or not, two words, knock it out."

Looking at that cold and heartless line of every word, every word, yeyufan closed his eyes, and gradually, his heart died like ash.

The pale and transparent fingers were unable to hang down. The mobile phone immediately slipped down and hit her kneecap heavily. According to the inertia, it finally fell to the floor, less than a centimeter away from Han Yuanchuan's left foot.

"Fanfan, your face is ugly. What happened?"

Night Yufan was dull, as if he didn't hear his concern. His weak body flashed, the white fog was boundless in front of him, and he couldn't see anything clearly in his sight. As long as the heart in his chest, it seemed to lose the function of jumping in an instant. It was dull and dull. Every inch of skin and every cell of his body was painful everywhere.

Before she had time to tell the man that he was pregnant, he already knew, and said what he had been holding in his heart for a long time. He disliked her dirty body and once ate, lived and slept in the same big bed with chenzifeng, so he asked her to kill the child in her stomach. There was no room for discussion with her cold and ruthless attitude.

That man, keep his word. If he wants her to kill the baby, he will never be kidding.

But... The child is not only his own, but also hers. Why did he order her to cruelly hurt the baby with a text message?

Night Yufan's hands tightly covered his pale and weak face, mixed with grief and anger.

She was still thinking about giving her birthday gift to Ji Jing'an to make him happier, but what about him?

But he didn't read the previous situation and decided to ask her to have an abortion. It's terrible. How could she meet such a terrible man?

Ye Yufan covered his face, cried and cried. Finally, he was worried about the bad impact of ups and downs on the baby. After thinking for a while, he finally restrained his despair and said with a cold smile, "brother Han, don't send me to Jindi group. Please book another ticket for me. I want to leave Tongcheng immediately. The sooner the better."

In just a few minutes, Han Yuanchuan didn't know what had happened. He stood by the bed, frowning tightly.

Looking at her sad and desperate little face, she immediately realized that it was related to the fact that the mobile phone had just received some information. She quickly squatted down and bent down to pick up the mobile phone. The screen was still on. The SMS sent by Ji Jingan clearly came into Han Yuanchuan's eyes.

The effect of sending text messages by Yu'an is really good.

The man put a proud upward arc on his mouth, which was fleeting. He restored his calm and calm expression, gently stuffed his mobile phone into ye Yufan's trembling palm, and gently comforted, "fan fan fan, Jing'an must have some misunderstanding. Don't worry to leave first. I'll send you to him. You can explain and communicate well. There's no barrier you can't get through."

"No, I don't want to see him again! Brother Han, please take me away immediately, leave here, leave him, and go to a city without him. Let me start again, okay?" Ye Yufan clenched his mobile phone, and despair surged up. He could no longer suppress the tumbling collapse. He laughed coldly and burst into tears.

Love hurts too much. She ends up black and blue again. Don't believe in men's love anymore.

Never believe it again!

"Don't cry, as long as you speak, I promise you! You go to the bathroom to wash your face and change your clothes. I'll wait for you outside the door and call me if you need anything."

Filled with ecstasy, Han Yuanchuan almost couldn't hold back. After agreeing to ye Yufan without hesitation, he turned and opened the door, walked out of the ward, lit a cigarette and smoked it urgently.

Because of excitement, the man's tall body trembled constantly.

All the attention was focused on the message that the relationship between yeyufan and jijing'an was completely broken.

As long as she is willing to fly to other cities and no longer contact Ji Jing'an, Han Yuanchuan believes that he will be able to capture his body and mind over time and night.

Happiness came so fast that Han Yuanchuan was so excited that the corners of his eyes were scarlet as blood.

In the bathroom, when ye Yufan put on a clean short sleeved sky blue sportswear and combed her semi dry hair, she swept the bright diamond ring still on the ring finger of her left hand. When she remembered the scene of jijing'an kneeling down on one knee to propose to her pious marriage in Yecheng chapel two months ago, her eyes couldn't help filling with sour tears.

How happy I was then, how painful and desperate I am now!

That man is probably the disaster she can't escape.

There is always a way to make her like it for one second, and grieve to death the next.

When his face returned to calm, ye Yufan went out of the bathroom, put the diamond ring he took off in the corner of the suitcase, and quietly followed Han Yuanchuan to go through the discharge formalities.

Ye Yufan sat in the co pilot's position. Thinking of the hurry of leaving last night, some fixed-term bank cards and personal belongings deposited by his father ye Zhenyuan for her were left in jijing'an's apartment. His pale little face was stiff without a smile. "Brother Han, I'm sorry. Please send me to this address first. Some of my own things must be taken away."

Then he took out an eyebrow pencil and a small book from his bag, wrote down a list of addresses and handed them to Han Yuanchuan, who was driving calmly.

"OK, now in the past, you are likely to meet Jing'an. Then you..."

"No."

Night Yufan looked at the scenery passing by quickly outside the window with heavy eyes, and his heart ached. "He usually went to the company at 8:30. Now it's more than 9 o'clock. He's not in the company, he's on his way to the company."

The finger clenched the eyebrow pencil tightly and snapped. The eyebrow pencil broke in two.

Outside the door of the apartment, Han Yuanchuan's black car was just about to find a place to park. A black Maybach suddenly rushed out of it, and most of the windows rolled down.

Night Yufan subconsciously turns his head and looks at it. In his trance eyes, he shows a handsome face upside down. His cheeks are slightly dizzy and stained with a thin layer of red. His tie hangs loosely on the left of his shirt. The man's breath is probably not stable, his chest is shallow and undulating, and his eyes are closed as if he is aftertaste something.

That expression is very much like what she looks like after intense exercise with her.

Did Ji Jingan just get close to other women in the car?

Suddenly unable to defend the ground, a graceful figure of a woman was shining in her sight.

The big wave curly hair is messy, the red lips are swollen, the collar of the dress is hanging down, and two groups of white tender meat sway around with the woman's actions, which makes ye Yufan's heart broken and shocked.

Early in the morning, the man and Mo Yurou actually had a car shock?

Ye Yufan's heart was in a ball. Yu Guangli caught a glimpse of Han Yuanchuan about to push the door and get off the bus. He rushed over and grabbed his arm to stop it. He cried in a trembling voice, "brother Han, please... Don't open the door first, let's go, let's go right away, take me to the airport, now, now!"

It is said that the bridge will return to the bridge and the road will return to the road, but why is there still an unstoppable pain in my heart?

Night Yufan was suddenly pulled away as if her strength was all over her. She was dead and closed her eyes and leaned against her seat. She was almost desperate and dilapidated, like a cloth doll ruthlessly abandoned by others.

"Fan fan, don't cry. Let's go. I'll drive away right away."

Han Yuanchuan quickly turned the front of the car and merged into the endless flow of cars, drifting away.

In the rear compartment of Maybach, looking at the disappearing black car in front of him, Ji Jingan raised an arm to cover his eyes. His finger moved under the black button of the remote control window, and the window closed quickly.

The cold thin lips hooked up and smiled, without half a minute of temperature.