"What am I doing?" Ji Jingfeng stood up, his feet approached Ji Anning step by step, and he tugged at the corner of his lips coldly, "I want to have a good chat with you today. , Talk about our "children""
He bit the word child hard.
Ji Anning became frightened, and stepped back, "I don't understand what you say, go out."
She retreated to the door, touched the lock with her hand, and was about to unscrew it. Ji Jingfeng suddenly rushed to her and caught her opening the door, "Ji Anning, marry me, you still want to keep Ji Chicheng’s Plant it?"
He gritted his teeth and looked terrifying.
"Ji Jingfeng, you have to do..."
Before Ji Anning's words were finished, Ji Jingfeng's other hand was suddenly taken out of his pocket, and while Ji Anning was talking, he stuffed a handful of pills into Ji Anning's mouth.
Then he covered Ji Anning's most with the palm of his hand to prevent her from vomiting.
"Uh...uh..."
Ji Anning couldn't beat him, eyes quickly filled with tears, and looked at Ji Jingfeng with pleading eyes.
Ji Jingfeng sneered at her like a devil, "You can have children in your belly, but you can only give birth to me and Ginkgo."
As he said, he covered Ji Anning's mouth with his hand and pressed it vigorously.
Those pills of medicine melted in Ji Anning's mouth, and Ji Anning's tears flowed down the corners of her eyes.
She still didn't give up, and knelt down to the ground. She continued to beg Ji Jingfeng with her eyes, shook her head and begged him not to.
Ji Jingfeng bends down with her, covering her mouth with her hand, and grabbing her hands with the other hand.
Not only did Ji Jingfeng feel very happy, he sneered close to Ji Anning's face, "Have you tried this kind of pain? Let you and Ji Chicheng give it a try. What does it feel like if the child is gone."
Tears blurred Ji Anning's eyes, and her pleading eyes gradually became desperate.
All the medicine in her mouth melted, Ji Anning refused to swallow it, but it automatically flowed to her throat, and she was about to suffocate.
Seeing her dying, Ji Jingfeng let go, bowed his head and looked down at her condescendingly, "Ji Anning, this is the path of your own choice, of course you can also go to Ji Chicheng and cry, let him give me J.C for so long."
After speaking, he gave a cold snort, violently pulled Ji Anning aside, opened the door and went out.
Ji Anning didn't hesitate for a second, rushed into the bathroom, faced the toilet, stuffed his hands into his throat, and forced himself to vomit.
Not enough, she took a few more cups of tap water and drank her stomach, and then continued to throw up.
Exhausted, she sat slumped by the toilet.
She didn't know if it was useful to throw up like this, but even if it was all like this, she was still reluctant, reluctant to not want their children.
Ji Anning hugged his knees with one hand and touched his stomach with the other, crying.
For several days, Ji Chicheng did not return home. Hearing Ji Mingyue inadvertently chatted, he had just won the case of the Southern Chinese Enterprise and was still following up.
Ji Anning sat in the waiting chair at the entrance of the obstetrics and gynecology department of the hospital, holding a number in his hand, waiting for the number to be called.
I made an appointment two days ago, and I will do a B ultrasound today.
I don't know if it was due to pregnancy. She was so sleepy these two days that she was sitting on the waiting chair at the entrance of the clinic and yawning.
...
"Yo, our young master is back."
Ji Chicheng had just stepped up the stairs and met Ji Mingyue who was just downstairs.
Ji Chicheng had a cool face and ignored Ji Mingyue. When passing by her, he even walked past her sideways.