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

Before the words fell, Xue Jue cast a meaningful sight behind Xue Yanjing.

Xue Yanjing's body tightened into a string. He followed Xue Jue's gaze and turned his head to look. The next second he saw Sun Fei cowering and hiding behind the potted plant.

After facing Xue Yanjing's angry eyes, Sun Fei's dull expression unconsciously showed a little horror. She shrank back a little, helplessly, the half-person tall potted plant could not cover her.

After a stalemate in this way, Xue Yanjing suddenly turned and walked towards where Sun Fei was.

I don't know that Sun Fei's reaction was like seeing a demon, standing up and running away, without even turning his head.

Xue Yanjing: "..."

Xue Yanjing hesitated for a moment, turned his head and glanced at Xue Jue and Weng Yuxiang who were talking in a low voice, and Zu Qi, who pretended not to know anything about coaxing the children, and looked at the direction where Sun Fei was escaping.

Finally gritted his teeth, he walked out without a word.

Since Xue Yanjing moved back to Xue's home with a cheeky, he can count the things he said to Sun Fei with both hands.

On the one hand, he wanted to restore the relationship between him and Weng Yuxiang, so he deliberately alienated Sun Fei. On the other hand, he was afraid to hear Sun Feixu talking about Xue Hao's current situation. Xue Hao's imprisonment is a foregone conclusion. He is really powerless to change. what.

However, just now, Sun Fei's subconsciously evasive behavior was like a sharp needle, which slammed into Xue Yanjing's heart.

He thought of Weng Yuxiang's words, thought of the ridicule and remarks made by neighbors and Hupengou friends, and the scene of Xue Jue helping Weng Yuxiang forcing him to divorce...

There are also some terrible things that happened in the past two months.

The hearts of the people in this family are lost, what good is it to keep?

Xue Yanjing followed all the way to the small garden in the forecourt. There was still light snow in the night sky, and the ground, flowers, and trees were covered with a thin white coat.

Xue Yanjing, who was wearing only a thin coat, couldn't help but sneezed in the cool breeze mixed with snowflakes. He tremblingly hugged his arms and looked for a while, and soon found his grandson sitting on the bench and sobbing. Faey.

Sun Fei didn't wear thick clothes either, her cheeks and hands were flushed with cold, but she did not seem to feel the cold wind passing by, curled up and cried very much.

Xue Yanjing, who was already ashamed, saw this scene, and suddenly his whole heart was hurt.

"Xiao Fei." Xue Yanjing shouted grudgingly. He stepped forward, took off his coat and put it on Sun Fei.

Sun Fei was so cold that she hurriedly wrapped her clothes with the remaining warmth. She looked up at Xue Yanjing, who was already sitting next to her, and her tears flowed down even more unscrupulously.

"Brother Jing, I want to leave here." Sun Fei said dumbly.

Xue Yanjing thought that Sun Fei was begging him to go with him, and he was ready to reach out and hug Sun Fei's movement and suddenly stopped.

There was a little chill in his eyes, and he was about to accuse Sun Fei of being too selfish, but he heard Sun Fei's sad voice again.

"I know that you still have souvenirs about this family. I am too selfish. I should not stalk you, let alone encourage you to abandon your wife and children to accept me and Xiaohao. All the consequences are caused by me. Only when I completely disappear from your sight can you return to your previous life."

Sun Fei didn't speak loudly, but every word clearly came into Xue Yanjing's ears.

Speaking of the last, Sun Fei seemed to be unable to bear the sorrow that was surging like a tide, and covered his face with his hands, crying in pain.

Xue Yanjing didn't expect that Sun Fei would say such a thing. His heart was sour and astringent for a while, and he was so moved that he didn't know what to say. He could only hug Sun Fei tightly.

"Brother Jing, you just let me go." Sun Fei leaned in Xue Yanjing's arms, crying.

"No, I won't let go." Xue Yanjing, who only wore a sweater, was shaking with the cold, but there seemed to be a flow of heat in his heart.

It turns out that there are still people in this world who are wholeheartedly thinking about him.

Sun Fei has been with him for almost 30 years without any name and distinction. He has also worked so hard to give birth to and raise his son. This affection is not comparable to anyone.

However, he suspected Sun Fei with such a dirty and sloppy mind just now...

The whole world can abandon Sun Fei, but he can't.

Xue Yanjing recalled the little things he had been with Sun Fei over the past 30 years. All the little things Sun Fei had done for him were magnified infinitely in his mind, and compared with the unfeeling face when Weng Yuxiang forced him to divorce not long ago.

At this moment, the image of Sun Fei in Xue Yanjing's heart can simply be described as a glorious and stalwart. He extremely regretted ignoring Sun Fei in order to save Weng Yuxiang during this period.

It is clear that Sun Fei is the person who is most worthy of his cherishment. He just put all his energy on the pair of white-eyed wolves and sons of Weng Yuxiang and Xue Jue...

Xue Yanjing regretted that his intestines were green.

At the same time, a thought that had never been thought of before was like a spring bamboo shoot that sprung out of the ground under the water of the spring rain, occupying all of Xue Yanjing's thoughts with lightning speed.

divorce.

He wants to divorce Weng Yuxiang.

Xiaoya considers that Xue Jue and Zu Qi are the young husband who is about to hold the wedding certificate, so she plans to place Xue Wan in Weng Yuxiang’s bedroom. Now Weng Yuxiang lives alone in the master bedroom, so it is convenient to take care of him and sleep when he wakes up Xue million.

Unexpectedly, the little ancestor suddenly opened his eyes as soon as he put Xue Wan in the crib.

The little guy's dark eyes rolled, as if he didn't see the face he usually relied on, he opened his mouth and started crying.

Weng Yuxiang was so distressed that her face was picked up, she hurriedly picked up Xue Wan and coaxed: "Don't cry or cry, grandma will take you to find father."

Xiaoya sighed: "The young master is too sticky with Mr. and his wife. What can we do if this goes on? The husband and wife shouldn't watch the young master at home every day."

Hearing this, Weng Yuxiang felt a sense of sourness in her heart, and sighed helplessly and said: "When you grow up, you will recognize other people, so it will be much better."

So the two people took Xue Wan to look for Xue Jue and Zu Qi, opened the door and ran into Zu Qi wandering in the corridor.

"Xiao Qi, you came just right." Weng Yuxiang's eyes lit up, as if the drowning man saw the life-saving driftwood, he was busy handing over the crying Xue Wan to Zu Qi's hands, "You have been crying since you wake up. I guess I will sleep with you tonight."

Zu Qi was not very good at holding children, his posture was a little awkward, he subconsciously asked, "Is he hungry?"

"I was breast-feeding half an hour ago and changed a new diaper." Xiaoya next to her answered.

Zu Qi wanted to say something, but before he could say anything, Xue Wan in his arms suddenly stopped crying, and his big eyes like black gems were covered with a thin layer of mist.

The little guy stared at Zu Qi for a while, then made a babble, trying to straighten his hands to catch Zu Qi's face.

Upon seeing this, Xiaoya put her cheek in one hand, funny and distressed: "If you and your husband are not at home in the future, the old lady and I will have nothing to do with the young master."

Zu Qi looked down at Xue Wan, who was happily looking at him in his arms, and the originally low mood suddenly became brilliant.

The little guy is too small, and his body exudes a faint smell of milk, and his face opens a little bit, unlike when he was born, he was wrinkled and red, like a monkey.

This is the kid he gave birth to himself.

Although it is still a little ugly so far, after all, he is a relative in this world who is connected to him by blood.

At this moment, Zu Qi's heart was soft and messed up. He thought that he would be joining the film crew soon, and he felt a strong feeling of reluctance in his heart.

Weng Yuxiang didn't know what Zu Qi was thinking. Seeing Zu Qi still wandering outside at night, she only thought that he was hungry and couldn't sleep, so she asked Xiaoya to make a supper and send it to Zu Qi's bedroom.

Zu Qi quickly shook his head and declined Weng Yuxiang's kindness. After a pause, he hesitated to speak: "I heard Mr. Zhang say that you have drawn up a list of wedding banquets for Xue Jue and me?"

"Yes." Weng Yuxiang nodded, "I made a preliminary selection, but you and Xiao Jue both said that you don't want to be too high-profile, so I only selected relatives and friends who move frequently and Xiao Jue's more important partners in work. ."

Zu Qi said: "Can I see the list?"

"Of course." Weng Yuxiang asked Zu Qi to wait in the bedroom. She turned the drawer for a while and quickly took out a booklet written by the steward Zhang.

Because Zu Qi held Xue Wan to move inconveniently, Weng Yuxiang sat aside and turned the big red booklet to Zu Qi.

"And the friends you want to invite have not been counted. When you think about it, tell Steward Zhang directly and he will add." Weng Yuxiang said while turning the page.

Not long after, Zu Qi suddenly saw a familiar name.

"Wait!"

Halfway through Weng Yuxiang's movements, she suddenly stopped. She turned the booklet back to the previous page and asked in confusion: "What's wrong?"

"Zu Minghui and Chen Yuzhen, cross out these two names." Zu Qi said calmly.

He rummaged through the phone of the original owner, and finally found the name of the original owner's parents, or found it from the torn text messages of the original owner and his parents.

But now, all the contact information of the original owner's parents and relatives have been deleted by the original owner.

Zu Qi carefully read the content of the text message, and found that the original owner's parents were not much different from what he imagined. They were all hypocritical and greedy blood suckers.

They never care about how the original owner is in the entertainment industry. They call to ask for money. Even if the original owner was impoverished by the brokerage company a year ago, they will not lend a helping hand and even force the original owner to continue to remit money on a monthly basis. Go to their living expenses.

If it had been before, Zu Qi would be very shocked, and would never have thought that there were such selfish parents in the world.

But now, after experiencing all kinds of wonderful works such as Xue Yanjing and Shi Hao Tang Moning, Zu Qi has long been used to it. If the original owner's parents were normal people with three views, they would not be written by the author as cannon fodder.

After hearing Zu Qi's words, there was a fleeting doubt on Weng Yuxiang's face, but she didn't ask much. Instead, she picked up the pen and struck out the names of Zu Minghui and Chen Yuzhen directly, and even the Zu Zhou next to her was also drawn.

Feeling Zu Qi's gaze, Weng Yuxiang smiled gently: "Since neither your parents can come, it would be embarrassing for your brother to come alone."

Zu Qi: "..."

It seems that even if he doesn't say it, Weng Yuxiang understands everything.

Zu Qi pursed his lips, the embarrassment on his face gradually faded, and he cast a grateful look at Weng Yuxiang.

Weng Yuxiang smiled and patted him on the shoulder: "I call housekeeper Zhang to move the crib to your bedroom. I'm afraid you will have to work harder these days and nights."

When Zu Qi returned to the bedroom with Xue Wan, who was already asleep, Zhang Guanjia and others had already moved the crib to the bed.

This baby crib was selected by Weng Yuxiang personally in the mall. The whole is pale pink. There is a beige veil hanging on the top. The corners and corners are covered with all kinds of small toys, which is incompatible with this gray-black bedroom. .

Zu Qi carefully put Xue Wan on the crib. When the little guy loved to eat his fingers, he saw him sucking hard with his index finger.

Zu Qi chuckled, amused, he lay on the side of the crib and quietly removed the index finger that Xue Wan held in his mouth.

Seeing Xue Wan frowned, he looked quite like Xue Jue when he was angry, and then pursed his mouth and began to look for his fingers, lazily without opening his eyes during the whole process.

After finally finding the finger, Xue ten million opened his mouth to hold his little finger, and sucked with relish, his little expression was like eating the delicacies of the mountains and the sea.

"It's a little delicious ghost." Zu Qi smiled and nodded Xue Wan's nose. With a fingertip, he pulled the little guy's finger out of his mouth.

Xue Wan closed his eyes and took a few breaths of air. It seemed that he realized afterwards that someone had taken his "food", and then he flattened his mouth.

Zu Qi's face turned pale--

bad.

About to cry.

Just after thinking about this, there was an earth-shattering cry in my ear.

Zu Qi hurriedly picked up Xue Wan and coaxed him for a long time, but he didn't know that this kid didn't give any face, and he had a posture of crying out Zu Qi's ears.

Zu Qi regrets it a lot, knowing that he shouldn't have annoyed this small human horn just for fun.

Just as Zu Qi was holding Xue Wan at a loss, the bedroom door was pushed open, and Xue Jue, who heard the sound, walked in from outside. He was busy in the study for more than two hours, and his face was exhausted.

"What's wrong?" Xue Jue frowned slightly and walked quickly to Zu Qi's side.

Zu Qi embarrassed: "He cried."

Xue Jue calmly glanced at Zu Qi's guilty face and guessed something at once. When he was still in the hospital, Zu Qi often made people cry while teasing the child.

"I'll coax him, you take a break." Xue Jue took Xue Wan from Zu Qi's arms. Seeing the little guy cried, his face was red and his throat became hoarse. Xue Jue felt a little distressed and helpless.

Usually after Zu Qi made Xue Wan cry, as long as Xue Jue coaxed a little patiently, the little guy would stop.

But this time I didn't know what was going on, Xue Jue gently patted Xue Wan's back and coaxed him for nearly half an hour. The kid didn't mean to stop at all, instead he cried more and more fiercely.

Zuqi knew that he was wrong, and sat down on the sofa dejectedly, staring at his feet wearing plush slippers, a little at a loss.

Xue Jue turned around and saw Zu Qi like a schoolboy who had made mistakes, with his head down aggrieved, his hands on his knees, and a very upright sitting posture.

Xue Jue wanted to laugh a little inexplicably, but she endured it and didn't laugh.

"You get up to take a bath and sleep first, I'll take tens of thousands of people out to go around." Xue Jue didn't want Zu Qi to blame himself too much, perhaps after hearing the child's cry, Zu Qi's mood would be better.

Hearing this, Zu Qi immediately raised his head, stood up and said, "You stay in the bedroom, I'll go out."

"It's okay, it's normal for children to cry. Don't add a psychological burden to yourself." Xue Jue said and left the bedroom.

Zu Qi sat on the sofa bored for a few minutes. He really had nothing to do. He simply took a bath and went to bed. He thought he would lose sleep because of crying Xue Wan, but the fact is that he fell into a deep sleep as soon as he touched the pillow.

In the middle of the night, Zu Qi heard some slight noises, half asleep and half awake, he saw Xue Jue go to bed lightly, and then lay down on his side.