"Jiming's call?" Fang Lan asked coldly.
Wang Jiaohua nodded, "Yes."
This was the first time she met Fang Lan, and she was not mentally prepared.
They knelt and sat face to face in front of the low coffee table, sipping tea.
This is a well-known tea house in Beijing. It has a very elegant environment. It is a slow-paced place with a few birdsong occasionally.
Very suitable for relaxation.
However, she couldn't relax at this time, every nerve in her body was tight.
Fang Lan glanced at her coldly, "Miss Wang, you should be very clear about why I am looking for you today."
Wang Jiaohua raised her head, glanced at her, her lips pressed in silence.
"Let's talk about how you are willing to leave my son."
Wang Jiaohua looked shocked, and she was somewhat unexpected, "Auntie..."
Fang Lan seemed impatient to listen to her voice, raised her hand to interrupt, and then handed over a blank check, "You can write it yourself, I only have one request, leave Fang Jiming.
Fang family is not something a person like you can think of. "
She paused, and then said, "Oh, yes, the child in your stomach belongs to our family. After you are born, you must return to our family."
Wang Jiaohua felt a bitter heartache, and was about to say something, but was interrupted by Fang Lan, "You don't have to answer me in a hurry, you can think about it first, and drink tea first."
As Fang Lan said, she picked up the white porcelain teapot, poured herself a small cup of tea, and then also poured a cup for Wang Jiaohua.
She didn't seem to want to give Wang Jiaohua a chance to speak, she picked up the tea and sipped it gently, with a focused expression.
Wang Jiaohua's face was ugly, she lowered her head and looked at the tea cup in front.
It was a very beautiful white porcelain teacup with a large red flower in full bloom at the bottom, which looked very bright.
In the light green tea water, there were a few pieces of tea leaves floating on the big red flower. The green leaf red flower looked so dazzling.
Seeing her not drinking, Fang Lan was a bit contemptuous.
"Why, I'm afraid that I will give the medicine? You are carrying the flesh and blood of my family. Although I don't agree with you to enter the door, the child still wants it."
Tiger poison does not eat children, she will not kill her grandson.
She said so, if she didn't drink it, she seemed too defensive, so Wang Jiaohua picked up the tea and drank it.
Although Fang Lan didn't wait to see her, the other side knew that this son was very dear, so there was no need to worry about her idea of hitting the child.
In a bad mood, Wang Jiaohua picked up the white porcelain teapot and poured tea for herself, drinking cup by cup.
It seems to use tea as wine to relieve boredom.
Fang Lan frowned, "Drink tea in moderation, especially if you are still pregnant."
Wang Jiaohua put the tea cup down, took a deep breath, suppressed Lan's instinctive fear in her heart, and looked her eyes squarely.
Although she was afraid of Fang Lan, she didn't want to back down.
"Auntie, maybe you don't think I deserve to be a senior, but...ah!"
As soon as the words were spoken, her brows frowned fiercely, and a piercing pain came from her lower abdomen, making her face pale instantly.
Large drops of sweat dripped down, and breathing became quicker.
She screamed, then suddenly curled up and fell to the ground.
"what……"
Fang Lan was shocked, her face suddenly changed!
She quickly got up, walked around the coffee table and walked to Wang Jiaohua's side, "What's wrong with you, what's the matter."
"Ah...it hurts, my stomach hurts...child...my child...ah..."
The painful screams overflowed from her bloodless lips, and at the same time, there was blood from her lower body.