A Good Girl and Her Protective Billionaire Husband

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Jiang Zilin sneered, bent a leg, and rubbed the tip of her delicate nose with her thumb. With that stubborn and unruly appearance, if there is a lady's cigarette, she must light it up and take a sip.

Jiang Cheng has no time to speak in the future, and Jian Zhangke pushes the wheelchair.

When he moves, Jiang Zilin is certain.

He patted his chest and twitched his mouth coldly. He was really alive.

Jian Zhangke didn't say anything. He pulled out the wrinkled checklist from the chest pocket inside the shirt and spread it out on her quilt.

His fingers didn't leave, pressing the fuzzy corner of the paper.

The slender index finger moved lightly, and he stared down. He kept putting it in his pocket these days. The content of his dreams was that she had his baby.

Jiang Zilin twisted her eyebrows to look at him, then went to look at the fuchsia checklist, stretched out her hand and pulled out his fingers.

When she smoked, her hand touched his fingertips. It was rough, familiar to the touch, dry, warm, and heavy.

She curled her lips and asked, "You also have a gun?"

He didn't answer, his deep facial features were quiet and heavy, and his eyes seemed to be depressed, looking at her intently.

Jiang Zilin looked down at the checklist. The subject of the check was her name, but in the lower right corner, she looked at it word by word, and those words hit her head like a little thunderbolt.

Two weeks pregnant!

The date is half a month ago, so to speak...

She suddenly lowered her head to look at her belly, and Ren'er rolled her eyes a few times, her brows were knotted, and her face sank.

"Arlene." Jiang Cheng whispered to her in Cantonese.

Jiang Zilin waved her hand, her eyes did not move, nor did she look at the man in the wheelchair.

When she raised her head again, the checklist in her hand floated back to its original place.

She moved back, expressionless, "Go out, I'm quiet."

This is what she really looks like, indifferent and calm when things happen, and can't see what she is thinking.

Jian Zhangke is not stubborn, she doesn't even say a word to him.

Totally, a stranger to her.

His heart was aching, he could only endure, and took back the checklist. The treasure was usually folded carefully, pinched between dry fingers, bowed and lonely, and put it back in his pocket.

Jiang Cheng followed him out.

The corridor was silent and the lights were all on.

Jiang Cheng could see clearly that there was an unconcealed silence on the face of the man who had always been so cold.

He can only comfort, "She thought she was three years ago. What did Arlene look like three years ago? I am not mature, and she is unrestrained. Her pleasure is one task after another. The harder she is, the more exciting she is. , Jian Zhangke, even in the last year before meeting you, Arlene never thought about getting married, having a family and having children. Now that she has a child in her stomach, she is surprised or a little disgusted, don't be surprised."

He did not speak, blinked his eyes, and had dark eyelashes.

Jiang Cheng patted him on the shoulder and whispered: "After all, she is alive and safe."

Yes.

In the afternoon, both his mother and grandma persuaded him. Fortunately, she survived. Isn't it more important for her to live than to lose her memory?

But living, being so close, but the heart is far apart.

In the past, all her eyes sparkled with love for him, and she would be like water when she was gentle.

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In the blink of an eye, they belonged to their memory, she was missing somewhere, looking at him, and looking at any man is no different.

He also needs time to digest.

At night, he was guarding outside her ward, the door was tightly closed. One night in and out of Jiangcheng, Awei, and her uncle Zhang.

She alone didn't call him in.

Without her memory, she really can't remember his number, I'm afraid she doesn't even know his name.

He could hardly fall asleep in the dark, and his wheelchair had a pain in his shoulders and backs. The more painful he became, the more awake he became, thinking over and over again, but in the end he felt desolate.

He thought, fortunately, she has a child, otherwise she won't be involved at all.

This child gave him confidence, let alone other things, she has to give birth to the child, right?

But obviously, Jian Zhangke is not enough to understand Jiang Zilin's personality before meeting herself.

Three days have passed.

Jiang Cheng hinted, give her some time to react.

He endured all his life, did not go in and disturb her, set aside his spare time and soaked in the rehabilitation room.

Unexpectedly, this woman secretly did a lot of things while he was not guarding outside the ward.

Go to the gynecology department for a pregnancy test.

That was when the doctor who checked Wen Jinhuai informed him, and Wen Jinhuai told him that he only knew.

Not only did she undergo a pregnancy test, she also consulted with her attending doctor carefully. The amniotic fluid paternity test for the fetus can be done in a few weeks, and it is safest and most convenient to abort within a few weeks.

When Jian Zhangke learned of this from Wen Jin's mouth, his anger hit his forehead.

Coming out of the rehabilitation room sweating, he went to her ward with a cold face.

I wanted to kick the door open, and the crack of the door opened.

Jian Zhangke heard the dialogue inside, which was a bit small, but he heard it clearly, and passed it slowly.

"Second Miss, are you really all right?"

"Why can't you? Look at me walking chic and suave, with a windy pace. I must be discharged from the hospital this Saturday. I'm going to die!"

"Miss, what about the baby in your belly?"

"I haven't thought about the final decision. Hey, Awei, you are not allowed to make a small report with your elder brother. If you tell him I will ask the doctor about the paternity test and abortion, my grandmother cut your tongue!"

Awei covered his mouth and said aggrieved, "Don't let it go, Miss Er, this in your belly is really the flesh and blood of Brother Jian. If Brother Jian knows you don't want his child, he will kill."

She raised her eyebrows, "Just the iron stake that looks like a mummy?"

Awei looked at her disdainful expression and touched her head, "Brother Jane was injured because of you. It's not good to describe him like that."

"When it comes to this, I always doubt it."

Jiang Zilin sat down, folded her hands on her chest, and preached with a pouting mouth, "Big brother has said that he and I have a kick."

Awei murmured, "There are so many legs, the kids have them all."

He curled up his long hair self-consciously, "But Ah Wei, you say! You don’t know the type I like. Don’t you just buy me magazines about Nordic male models? I have to find someone more than three years younger than me. I like old cows gnawing on tender grass. Those little fresh meat with a vampire temperament in Northern Europe. The legs are more than one metre long, straight, with material on the body, thin clothes, lazy and decadent, When I look at you, I turn my face slightly with a wicked look, and the evil smile that hooks my lips! I like this!"

"Uh, that was three years ago..."

"But look at that mummy, Awei, can you see it! I thought it was a ghost by the window that day. His face was sullen and expressionless, his face looked like a brick, the kind of brick that had been burnt in the brick kiln! Looking at me, the eyes are overweight! It seems that I owe him eight hundred burdens, oh! My old lady hates poker with a dead fish iceberg face! Just be cool, how can I find another one of the same style, eh? !"

"It's not the second lady, you loved Brother Jane last year, it was really so vigorous to the death that you can't wait to eat him..."

He analyzed it in a self-conscious manner and slapped his thigh: "So according to my guess! I have a child with this mummy. There is a big hidden secret in this matter!"