I’m Pregnant With a Wealthy Old Man’s Child

People sit at the table, and the pot comes from the sky.

Zu Qi didn't expect that he was just sitting around and watching the excitement. Xue Yanjing's magical brain circuit could actually pull him into the water.

Zu Qi subconsciously wanted to refute, but the words circulated around his mouth, and then changed his statement: "Uncle Xue, don't you like Sun Fei very much? After the divorce, you can be with Sun Fei openly, and other people too. I will not poke your backbones behind, let alone say that Sun Fei and Xue Hao are third parties and illegitimate children."

Sun Fei was hiding not far away overhearing the conversation in the restaurant. Hearing Zuqi's words, her eyes suddenly brightened, and her expression of despair was inexplicably more colorful.

She looked at Xue Yanjing expectantly.

However, Sun Fei did not hear it, but Xue Yanjing heard what Zuqi had said. He dared to feel that this little bastard was scolding him for cheating on Sun Fei and giving birth to a son.

"You fucking bullshit, believe it or not, I tore your mouth!" Xue Yanjing, who was burning with anger, patted the table and stood up, "Don't think that Xue Jue is protecting you, I dare not do anything to you, as long as I Xue Yanjing pays it back With a sigh of relief, don't even want to step into the door of our Xue family!"

Zuqi black line: "..." I not only stepped into the door of your Xue family, but also sat at the table of your Xue family to eat.

However, this sentence is just thinking about it in Zu Qi's mind. In case Xue Yanjing is really anxious and ask him to do something crazy, it may not be possible to stop it just by the housekeeper Zhang next to him.

Zu Qi was extraordinarily calm, but Weng Yuxiang couldn’t listen anymore. She suddenly got up and glared at Xue Yanjing: "You have a temper and come at me and vent to an innocent person. What is it? I think Xiao Qi is right. If you like Sun Fei so much, go and marry her, just in time for your illegitimate child to have a status."

Xue Yanjing turned to look at Weng Yuxiang, then opened his eyes incredibly: "Do you really want to get a divorce?"

With a cold face, Weng Yuxiang glanced at Sun Fei who was eavesdropping behind a flowerpot not far away: "I have endured for thirty years and long enough. How many thirty years can a person's life be? Xue Yanjing, I give up. Work and ideals have worked so hard to maintain this family. I believe that I have a clear conscience. I am sorry that you have always been the one who has been sorry for the family!

The last sentence almost came out from Weng Yuxiang's roar. Her eyes couldn't stop flushing, and even her sight was covered with a vague mist, but she could not stop crying by herself.

Xue Yanjing was stunned by Weng Yuxiang's roar, and it took him a long time to break free from the bewildered state.

"Yuxiang..." Xue Yanjing looked moved and stretched out his hand to pull Weng Yuxiang. "It's all because I didn't resist the temptation to do that kind of bastard thing before. I know it's wrong. In the future, my husband and wife will have Xiao Jue to survive. it is good?"

Weng Yuxiang leaned to avoid Xue Yanjing's hand, moving so quickly as if he was avoiding a terrible monster.

Before Weng Yuxiang could speak, a low voice from across the sky suddenly interrupted what Xue Yanjing wanted to say.

"not good."

Zu Qi looked up and followed the sound, only to see Xue Jue in a black customized suit pacing slowly, his handsome face was covered with a thin layer of ice, and the whole body exuded an obvious low pressure.

"Xiao Jue, you are back..." Xue Yanjing barely squeezed out an awkward smile. He was supposed to come when Xue Jue was not at home, but he did not expect Xue Jue to come back early.

Xue Jue didn't speak, as he took off his jacket and tie to the housekeeper Zhang beside him, and looked at Xue Yanjing in a chilly manner.

Xue Yanjing's scalp numb with Xue Jue's meaningful eyes, he couldn't help rubbing the goose bumps on his arm, and his fear of Xue Jue deepened.

I haven't seen him for ten days, the eldest son's mind seems to be even more elusive, and he can't tell what he is thinking from his face.

When he approached, Xue Jue, who was only wearing a white shirt, opened the chair beside Zuqi and sat down, then slightly rolled the cuffs two times, picked up the dishes and prepared to eat.

Seeing Xue Yanjing and Weng Yuxiang standing at the table in a daze when he looked up, Xue Jue raised his chin coldly.

"Sit down."

Xue Yanjing, whose whole body was strained into a string, sat down on the chair as if he was amnesty, and Weng Yuxiang sighed when he saw it, and sat down silently.

The meal was quite depressing, and Xue Yanjing was the only one who crackled and said non-stop during the whole process, but no one was listening to what he was talking about at the dinner table.

The heads of Weng Yuxiang and Zu Qi were almost buried in their rice bowls. In comparison, Xue Jue had to calm down too much. Not only did he keep picking vegetables for Zu Qi, but also kept telling him to eat more.

After the meal, the servants came to clean the table, and Zu Qi saw a familiar figure among these people.

Why is Sun Fei here?

Zu Qi remembered that Sun Fei was arranged by the housekeeper Zhang to clean the doors and windows. The working hours of the day were variable, and he rarely appeared in front of Zu Qi and Weng Yuxiang.

"Sun Fei." Steward Zhang said suddenly, then stepped forward and pointed to the other side of the dining table, "It hasn't been cleaned yet."

At this moment, Sun Fei's face was flushed with shame. She wanted to hide in the dark and take a peek at Xue Yanjing before leaving. But before she left, she was caught by sister Zhou, who was also a maid, and was forced to come and help clean up. table.

Sun Fei has always been a beautiful and charming image in front of Xue Yanjing. When has he been so disheartened?

She couldn't wait to find a hole in the hole immediately, and wanted the veil to cover her face tightly so that Xue Yanjing would not see anything.

But the reality is that she had to follow the instructions of the housekeeper Zhang, holding the rag and walking towards the other side of the dining table, which was the direction Xue Yanjing and Weng Yuxiang were sitting in.

I don't know that just a few steps out, Sun Fei suddenly tripped over something.

When she reacted suddenly, her uncontrolled body had already planted straight forward--

It was not a cold hard floor that greeted her, but a soft chest. Sun Fei hurriedly raised her head, only to find that she had plunged into Xue Yanjing's arms.

Seeing Xue Yanjing's face close at hand, Sun Fei's mind flashed through the grievances and difficulties he had received these days, and suddenly his eyes and nose were pantothenic.

"Husband..."

Sun Fei shouted with the trembling of crying, and tears of sadness came out immediately, like beads with broken threads falling continuously.

Zu Qi and Weng Yuxiang watched as Sun Fei hugged Xue Yanjing and cried out of breath. The two looked at each other and were speechless.

In the past, Sun Fei's crying phase could be described as "pear flower with rain". Now she has a thin face and a look of wilt, as if an oil lamp is about to burn out, no way to look at the word "beauty".

Zu Qi turned his head and saw Xue Jue leaning on the chair with his arms folded. He watched with gusto, and instantly realized that he had the courage to make Sun Fei's maid specially arranged by him.

After feeling Zu Qi's gaze, Xue Jue raised his eyebrows, approached Zu Qi and asked in a low voice, "What do you think he would do?"

Zu Qi raised his eyes and looked at Xue Yanjing, who was hugged by Sun Fei and had a strange expression, and replied, "Perhaps he will beg you for Sun Fei."

After all, Sun Fei was the lover who gave birth to a son for him. Zu Qi felt that Xue Yanjing would not seriously leave her alone.

Hearing that, Xue Jue shook his head lightly, and said with a smile, "You don't know him too much."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xue Yanjing, who was so embarrassed and angry, pushed away Sun Fei who was leaning on him. With so much energy, Sun Fei, who was caught off guard, slammed on the table leg, grinning in pain.

An obvious disgust appeared in Xue Yanjing's eyes. He reached out and patted the clothes soiled by the rag in Sun Fei's hand, and the anger in his tone almost burst out.

"Don't you have eyes? How do you do things so clumsy? Idiots are more useful than you!"

Sun Fei was holding the painful back of his head, and staring at Xue Yanjing in despair. It took her a long time to digest Xue Yanjing's ugly words, and her entire face was soaked with tears.

"How can you say that to me?!" Sun Fei cried.

"Who made you so stupid?" Xue Yanjing insulted unceremoniously. "You can't do something as simple as cleaning the table. You will only waste food in this world, what a waste!"

Sun Fei already cried into tears, threw the rag on the ground, got up and ran out of the restaurant crying.

Xue Yanjing looked at the figure of Sun Fei running away, unconsciously pursing his lips, a little hesitation flashed in his eyes, but still did not chase him out.

Before long, Xue Yanjing followed Xue Jue to the study to discuss matters. Weng Yuxiang was not in a good mood, and went back to the bedroom ahead of time.

Only Zuqi was sitting on the sofa in the living room watching TV and using his mobile phone to scan Weibo. He yawned sleepily until ten o'clock in the evening before turning off the TV and returning to the room to sleep.

Zu Qi’s sleep was very deep, it would be difficult to wake him up if it weren't for a particularly violent sound, but tonight he slept very unsteadily, dreaming intermittently, but any sound outside the window would wake him up.

I don't know how long it took, Zu Qi suddenly felt an unbearable pain in his abdomen.

Zu Qi, who was still in a daze just now, woke up in an instant, he moved with difficulty to cover his stomach, and in just one minute, a layer of fine cold sweat was already emerging on his forehead.

Maybe it's about to give birth...

Zu Qi gritted his teeth and endured the pain that was constantly surging like a wave.

He has no experience in this area, and has not even seen the process of other people getting pregnant and giving birth. He doesn't know how to relieve the pain, so he can only carry it out abruptly. At the same time, he picks up his mobile phone and dials Xue Jue's number.

The beep sounded for a long time, but no one answered.

Zu Qi's face was covered in cold sweat, his mouth was slightly open and gasping, he felt that he was almost unable to breathe, and the pain in his abdomen was like a sharp needle piercing his brain.

He can't even do basic thinking...

He exhausted his last strength and turned to Weng Yuxiang's number, which was quickly connected.

"I... my stomach hurts..." Zu Qi's voice was hoarse, and the hand holding the phone was shaking.

Weng Yuxiang suddenly became nervous, got out of bed in a hurry and put on clothes and ran out of the bedroom. He said in a chaotic manner: "Xiao Qi, don't panic, relax, I'll come right away, and you hold on!"