"I won't keep this child."

This sentence is like pouring ice water on Mr. President's fiery heart.

He slowly clenched his hanging hand, unbuttoned his suit with the other, took it off, and then walked to the door and handed it to the servant to wash off.

By the time he walked into the bedroom again, Mr. President's expression had calmed down.

Glancing at Tang Rou, who was gulping down water, a wave gradually surged in his heart.

He did love this woman, and he found that he was now more and more in love.

But this does not mean that he has to love more and more humbly, so that he has no self-esteem.

So when he spoke again, his voice became calm, and he spoke lies against his will.

"Don't worry, it's not you that I love. But now the person I love is dead, and the person you love is no longer responsive to women. None of us can have children with anyone else. ”

"Tang Rou. Give birth to one for me, Shen Xueying is dead, and I need a child to carry on the lineage. Now that you have it, I'll give birth to you. ”

He slowly walked to the side of the bed, picked up his quilt, and passed by Tang Rou.

"I'll sleep in the study today, don't worry, I won't touch you again in the future."

When he walked out of the door, Tang Rou let out a soft sigh with mockery behind him.

"Qi Zheng, old lady, when you are a buddy, you TMD calculates that I will go to bed and use me as a pregnancy tool?"

He stood still, didn't answer, and walked out.

As soon as Qi Zheng left, Tang Rou was very angry and threw the quilt on the bed,

Sitting on the edge of the bed, he threw the high heels on his feet hard.

Her mind was now full of the words Qi Zheng had just said.

He doesn't love her, she's just Shen Xueying's surrogacy tool?

This child was born just to pass on the lineage!

I'm cao your mother~.

Tang Rou burst into a foul mouth, and habitually took out a cigarette from her pocket.

I was about to light a lighter, but suddenly remembered that she was now pregnant, and smoking was not good for the fetus.

So he immediately subconsciously snuffed out the cigarette butt and threw it on the table.

But, strangely, didn't you make up your mind not to want this child? What do you do with so much concern!

So Tang Rou picked up the cigarette on the table again, but as soon as her hand touched the lady's cigarette, a sour breath immediately came out of her stomach.

She held the table in one hand and vomited again.

"MD, what kind of thing is Qi Zheng, the bastard left in the belly of the old lady! How long has it been since I was pregnant, just let me vomit like this! ”

Tang Rou touched her lower abdomen angrily.

In the study on the second floor, Mr. President slept in the study, but he did not sleep all night.

When he got up from the sofa the next day, Qi Zheng's always gentle eyes were a little red and he looked haggard. When the Secretary-General walked into the study, he was somewhat shocked to find that there were cigarette butts in the study.

Mr. President sat on the sofa and pinched the bridge of his nose a little tiredly.

"Your Excellency."

The Secretary-General glanced apprehensively, Mr. President, mentally trying to organize the words.

"Madame went out early this morning, and Madame contacted Chenkang's gynecologist early this morning."

"Got an appointment for an abortion."

Trembling as he uttered the words, the Secretary-General cautiously glanced at Mr. President's face.

Qi Zheng's hand gripped the sofa tightly, almost crushing the leather of the sofa.

He hung his head so that the Secretary-General could not see the fury and sadness in his eyes.

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