The banquet was just a social activity of the upper class, and Lu Kelan was surrounded by a group of young girls as soon as she entered.

As a typical example of a sparrow turning into a phoenix, it was brought by He Yiming himself, and people in this circle wished they could climb to He Yiming through Lu Kelan.

It's just that He Yiming has been putting on a cold face tonight, and no one has the courage to approach, so these people will surround Lu Kelan, hoping that she can introduce herself.

Lu Kelan also knew that these people were all coming for He Yiming, and she became more and more proud, even if Wen Qing occupied Mrs. He's position, the person who really enjoyed Mrs. He's aura was her Lu Kelan.

Compared with Lu Kelan, who was proud, He Yiming, who was holding a goblet on the other side, looked sullen.

In his mind, he would always involuntarily think of Wen Qing's appearance, her cold cheeks, her disappointed eyes, and her somewhat gloomy back.

couldn't help it, the wine went down one after another, as if he was going to get drunk, He Yiming took the wine glass from the plate in the waiter's hand one after another with a cold face.

After frequent sideways glances, no matter how stupid Lu Kelan was, she could see that something was wrong, and she saw that there were already many women around He Yiming, coveting him after being drunk.

Lu Kelan instantly turned into a fighter, a typical hen guarding a calf, didn't care about socializing, quickly returned to He Yiming's side, naturally grabbed his arm with both hands, and at the same time looked around at the restless women with a cold gaze.

"Yiming, you drink less." After forcing those women back with his eyes, Lu Kelan stretched out his little hand and snatched the wine glass from his hand.

He Yiming had a gloomy face, shook her off indifferently, and then took a new cup from the waiter's tray, ignored Lu Kelan and staggered towards the open-air balcony.

The night breeze on the balcony was slow, and He Yiming, who was three points drunk, was seven points drunk, but the warmth in his mind still couldn't dissipate.

"Huh...... Warm and sunny. He muttered softly, with an unprecedented tenderness between his eyebrows, and he pursed his lips and raised his head to take a sip of the wine from his glass.

Wen Qing's injured eyes flashed in front of his eyes, He Yiming's hand holding the goblet gradually tightened, and the faint pain in his chest made him confused.

What kind of feelings does he have for Wen Qing? Love?

He Yiming's temples hurt a little on both sides, and he suddenly didn't understand why he was doing this.

One night, Lu Kelan was thrown away again and again, she couldn't help pouting, and her face showed a little unhappiness. But thinking of He Yiming's drunken staggering steps, she couldn't help frowning, and then turned around to find Mo Wennuo.

As soon as Mo Wennuo heard that He Yiming was drunk, he hurriedly followed Lu Kelan to find He Yiming, and when the two found the balcony, He Yiming had already fallen on the bench, drunk and unconscious.

called He Yiming a few times, but he didn't wake up, and Mo Wennuo looked at Lu Kelan with some embarrassment.

"See what? Why don't you hurry over and take Mr. He home with me. Lu Kelan supported He Yiming with one hand, and glanced at Mo Wennuo angrily, wondering why she hadn't found Mo Wennuo so stunned before.

Although Mo Wennuo couldn't understand what happened to He Yiming and Wen Qing recently, he could also understand what happened tonight, but he was afraid that He Yiming was drunk now because of Wen Qing.

If He Yiming was still awake, Mo Wennuo would definitely ask him where he was going back tonight, but now...... Seeing that Lu Kelan had a big belly and was still supporting He Yiming, Mo Wennuo swallowed all his words back into his stomach, silently held He Yiming's other arm, and walked out with him.

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With Mo Wennuo's help, half an hour later, He Yiming had already changed and washed up, and was lying on the big bed in Lu Kelan's bedroom.

Looking at He Yiming's sleeping face frowning, Mo Wennuo was unceremoniously kicked out by Lu Kelan before he could think of what to say.

There was no one in the way, and Lu Kelan returned to the room satisfied.

Only then can she fully own the man she has in mind. She leaned against the head of the bed, her fingertips gently rubbing against He Yiming's cheek.

"Yiming, is it so difficult to divorce her? What she can give you, I can give you too. Lu Kelan looked at He Yiming affectionately and said.

She changed into a silk nightdress, put her slender arms around him, and silently hoped in her heart how good it would be if this moment could be still.

He is hers and belongs to her alone.

He Yiming's mobile phone rang at this time, and Lu Kelan was startled. Glancing at the caller ID, seeing that it was not Wen Qing calling, Lu Kelan breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, and hurriedly hung up the phone and turned it off, and then put the phone back in He Yiming's pocket.

But her hand accidentally touched something, Lu Kelan frowned slightly, and took out the thing in the next moment.

Staring at the neatly folded pieces of paper in her palms, Lu Kelan acted like a thief, and subconsciously glanced at He Yiming on the bed.

Lu Kelan didn't have the habit of checking He Yiming's things, after all, He Yiming didn't like complicated women. So in front of him, she has to maintain an innocent appearance at all times.

However, this piece of paper, which was so valued, aroused Lu Kelan's strong curiosity. She only paused for a moment, and soon opened the paper, but when she unfolded it, she was stunned.

It was a divorce agreement, and it looked like it had been prepared for some time. Judging from the content, it should be Wen Qing's plan, and at the same time, she also said that she would give up all her property, which is equivalent to leaving the house.

Lu Kelan held the piece of paper in both hands, only to feel that her heart was pounding.

"Yiming, why didn't you agree to divorce her? Do you know that if you divorce her, you won't lose a penny. She was excited like a child, and she didn't care about anything else, so she sat down on the floor and read the divorce agreement over and over again.

But looking at it, the smile on Lu Kelan's face gradually dissipated.

How could He Yiming not know the content of this paper, even if he knew, he still maintained a husband and wife relationship with Wen Qing, his thoughts, Lu Kelan guessed more or less.

It seems that He Yiming has a heart for Wen Qing, at least he is unwilling to divorce.

Thinking of Wen Qing's light and colorless face, Lu Kelan's heart swelled with sourness.

Why could Wen Qing get the identity of Mrs. He without doing anything, but she tried her best to squeeze Wen Qing away from the He family!

It was clear that she was the one who was pregnant with the child, and He Yiming also thought that the child was his in his heart, so why was he unwilling to divorce Wen Qing and marry her?

Lu Kelan looked at He Yiming greedily, one hand stroked the protruding lower abdomen, and his brows gradually furrowed, could it be that he had already discovered ......

Soon, Lu Kelan shook her head, impossible, she did this very secretly, He Yiming would not find out at all, let alone suspect it.

But when he thought of He Yiming's recent suspicions about himself, the confidence that Lu Kelan had finally risen in his heart dissipated instantly.

No matter what, whether it is his appearance or status, He Yiming is the best object she has always dreamed of, and she will never let it go lightly.

Since He Yiming is unwilling to divorce now, she will try her best to break up these two.

Suddenly, Lu Kelan touched the hand on her lower abdomen, and a strange ripple appeared on her mouth.

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When He Yiming woke up, it was already ten o'clock in the morning the next day, and the headache caused by the hangover made him frown.

He had the illusion of a moment, thinking that he was at home, but he didn't want to open his eyes and see the explicit photo of Lu Kelan on the wall.

He Yiming couldn't help frowning, thinking about how Mo Wennuo would send him here, while getting up to wash and hurriedly dressing up, he hurriedly opened the bedroom door.

In the kitchen, Lu Kelan was wearing an apron and preparing breakfast for him, and when she heard the voice, she immediately poked out half of her head.

"Yiming, breakfast will be ready soon, you give me another five minutes." She wore a pink silk nightdress, and her bumpy figure was perfectly outlined.

"It's so late, why didn't you call me?" He Yiming's face was not good, and his tone was not good.

"I didn't be able to keep an eye on you last night, and you drank so much, so I want you to sleep a little longer." Lu Kelan playfully stuck out her tongue, hoping to bring him cold with ease, "Come and taste my craft, I made the ...... you like"

"I won't eat it." He Yiming didn't even look at Lu Kelan, and hurriedly walked to the gate outside.

Lu Kelan was a little flustered, she didn't expect that He Yiming would wake up cold to herself, and she couldn't even wait to leave, which had never happened before.

"Yiming, tomorrow is my mother's death day, can you accompany me to see my mother, I miss her very much these days." Lu Kelan chased after her, her low voice and reddish eyes made her look extremely helpless.

Speaking of Lu Kelan's mother, He Yiming put on his shoes for a moment, although he was dissatisfied in his heart, but for the sake of Lu Kelan's mother's face, He Yiming finally nodded heavily.

Seeing off He Yiming, Lu Kelan walked into the kitchen in a good mood and touched her lower abdomen, and cleaned up the breakfast that had been prepared on the table little by little.

"If you can't keep people, what's the use of asking for these?" Saying this to herself, Lu Kelan touched her lower abdomen, and suddenly smiled suspiciously, "Baby, did you say it?" ”