However, those words couldn't fall into Ji Heng's ears at all, and the autumn rain was sparse and there was no end.

Ji Heng stood aside with a cold face and dialed the driver's phone: "Come to No. 1 Chihuang Street and send my wife home." ”

Where is Yang Mengyao willing to let go of Ji Heng?

Her face immediately changed, and she became louder: "I don't want to-Ji Heng, Dad has said that I can accompany you in the company all the time, have you already started to dislike me?" ”

Ji Heng stood to the side expressionlessly, letting the woman scream like a crazy woman, and passers-by who came and went would always take a second look at Yang Mengyao, and even peeked at the tall man standing next to the crazy woman.

Yang Mengyao kept crying, but Ji Heng remained silent, standing there silently like a sculpture.

The wind and rain were dashing, and the coolness that fell on people quickly penetrated into the cracks of the bones and fell into the heart.

The driver of the Ji family came quickly, Yang Mengyao was reluctantly taken back by the driver, Ji Heng closed his eyes tiredly, standing at the intersection of the crowded street, only to feel that he was caught by the abyss, and he couldn't break free no matter what.

The irritability was so limitless that it almost completely overwhelmed him.

……………………………………

"Well, no matter what the reason, the quantity can be slowed down first, and the quality must not be ......"

At noon the next day, Ji's Group.

Ji Heng sat behind his desk, his brows furrowed, and in front of him were the executives of the two companies.

"Okay, Mr. Ji, we will definitely pay attention to the ...... in this regard"

Halfway through this small informal meeting, the closed door of the office was pushed open: "Ji Heng, I'm here to bring you food!" ”

Yang Mengyao's mood seemed to be a little more stable than yesterday, but she was still very excited, she walked in with a huge insulated lunch box in her hand.

The woman nodded casually to the two executives who looked at each other, then got tired of Ji Heng's side, put the lunch box on the desk, reached out and lifted the lid, and her voice was soft and sweet: "No matter how busy you are at work, you can't delay your body." ”

She touched her slightly convex lower abdomen: "When the child is born, our family can live a healthy and happy life for a lifetime." ”

"Ji, Mr. Ji...... That's us. Ahem, then we'll go out first. ”

Ji Heng's face was unusually ugly, and the two executives looked at each other, both of them were embarrassed, and quickly made an excuse to withdraw from the office.

Ji Heng took a deep breath and suppressed the dryness that wanted to overturn the table, but the cold still came out of his voice: "You don't have to do these things." ”

Yang Mengyao pulled aside the documents on the table, and concentrated on placing the tableware she brought on the desk: "Your body, I don't feel distressed, who else is distressed?" Eat it. ”

The dishes on the desk are dazzling, small and delicate, and they can be called full of color and flavor.

Ji Heng only felt irritable and disgusted, and he said indifferently: "Yang Mengyao, I said, you don't have to do this. ”

In the past few days, the group has been in a lot of trouble, and the work has become more and more busy, Ji Heng has no time to eat in the morning, his stomach is empty, and he is vaguely hungry.

After smelling the food, I suddenly felt nauseous.

If......

Yang Mengyao's face changed, anxious and aggrieved, humming and chirping, I don't know what to say. Ji Heng didn't listen to a word.

He subconsciously pressed his convulsive stomach.

It would be nice if you could eat a bowl of somen made by that person at this time......

The corners of his mouth hooked self-deprecatingly, and then quickly released.

He'd only seen the bowl of somen once.

That should be the first thing Wen Yu learned after going to the kitchen, and he made it for himself to eat that day.

It's just that at that time, Wen Qiao hadn't returned from abroad, and he was determined that that person had been killed by Wen Yu in that fire.

What happened to the bowl of somen noodles in the end?

Ji Heng's face was indifferent, and he just pressed his stomach with more strength.

I guess it was dumped by a servant.

Like Wen Yi's heart for him for many years, he has never been cherished.

No matter how much he misses it at the moment, he can't find it back.

Yang Mengyao's pestering voice rushed to his ears at this moment: "Ji Heng - it's okay if you don't want to eat the food I cooked." ”

She squeezed in front of Ji Heng, and wanted to occupy all his attention wholeheartedly: "Go home and stay with me for a day, okay?" ”

Yang Mengyao's tone was quiet: "Mom told you some time ago that I want you to stay by my side more...... You're busy with work, I understand, it's a day off......"

Ji Heng's face was pale, for the sake of the child who was highly anticipated by the Ji family, he didn't want to lose his temper with Yang Mengyao.

But I don't want to say anything more to this crazy woman.

He widened the distance between the two and directly called the secretary outside: "Send Mrs. home." ”

The corner of the secretary's mouth twitched, but she was still reluctant, and she greeted Yang Mengyao hard: "Mrs. ......"

"Don't come near me! Ji Heng, I just want the child to feel your breath. ”

Yang Mengyao pushed the secretary away, tears welled up, only to feel that she was very wronged, and she was about to start crying again, her face was hideous, like a complete shrew: "Are you going to run to see Wen Yi again?" You answer my words, you tell me, is it! ”

The secretary's eyelids jumped fiercely, and he even felt a little unworthy for Ji Heng: "Madam, the group has really encountered some problems recently, and the president has a very important emergency meeting to hold in the morning...... You'd better go home first. ”

She took a deep breath.

This is not an excuse, the group is a mess up and down, and Ji Heng naturally can't get out of it.

It's just that at this time, I have to deal with such a crazy woman...... The secretary's gaze moved towards the man over there, almost a little pitiful for Ji Heng.

No wonder Mr. Ji has been getting more and more haggard recently!

Where is Yang Mengyao willing to listen to her, since she saw Ji Heng and Wen Yi together yesterday, she has completely gone crazy, and decided that Wen Yi wanted to snatch Ji Heng back from her side, her expression was hideous, and she clutched Ji Heng's desk: "I'm not leaving!" ”

Her eyes were red and paranoid to the point of shock: "No one wants to take me away from here!" You will always be mine - Ji Heng, you will always be mine! ”

The secretary looked at her hideous face, and was shocked in her heart, and she didn't dare to say more for a while, and looked at Ji Heng behind the desk for help.

"Then you stay here."

Ji Heng stood up and said to the secretary, "Bring the necessary documents and iPad." ”

His eyes were dark, and after losing all patience with Yang Mengyao, he almost treated her like a stranger who had to deal with one or two.

Cold and wordless, a complete indifference.

Probably because of this indifference......

Yang Mengyao is going to be so crazy now.

He walked straight past Yang Mengyao and didn't look at the woman again: "Let's go to another conference room for a meeting." ”

Yang Mengyao's heart was empty, and she watched him and her secretary completely leave her sight, and there was still a specially prepared lunch on the desk, but the person didn't even move.

Her face was pale, and her facial features were even more distorted to the point of hideousness.

How could he ......

How can you do this to yourself and your children?

The office was empty, and there was a wind whistling outside, Yang Mengyao sat alone on the chair where Ji Heng often stayed, but she still felt a lingering coolness.

And this kid ......

She gasped and turned pale.

Is this kid really Ji Heng's?

The mobile phone that had just fallen to the ground when pushing with the secretary suddenly vibrated wildly, Yang Mengyao suddenly came back to her senses, bent down, and picked up the phone with difficulty: "Hey? ”

"Meng Yao, where are you now? You kid, why are you disobedient! ”

On the other side of the phone was Ji Mu's anxious voice: "You are still in danger now, and you don't bring a subordinate when you run out, what if something happens?" ”

She was afraid for a while, and blurted out: "Why didn't the child in front of you have forgotten?" ”

Yang Mengyao's face stiffened, even though she was unwilling in her heart, she didn't dare not listen to her mother-in-law's words.

"Good...... Mom, don't worry, I'm in Ji Heng's office, and I'll be back soon. ”

Hanging up, she took a deep breath and slowly put her phone down.

His hands were crossed over his lower abdomen, but his heart was cold.

She sneered, after all, she was in the Ji family now...... Only Ji's mother, who cares about her grandson, cares about her wholeheartedly.

………………………………………………

"Mom, Ji Heng doesn't have me in his heart at all now......"

As soon as Yang Mengyao got out of the car, she threw herself into the arms of Ji's mother who was guarding the door, tears rippled, and she almost couldn't cry: "He doesn't care about me and the child at all." Mom, I'm so desperate. ”

Ji's mother froze, frowned and helped Yang Mengyao back, the two of them walked back slowly, she considered her tone and said, "Mengyao, you are in an unstable mood now, it is because you are pregnant that you are like this......"

Yang Mengyao's face suddenly turned terried, and she grabbed Ji Mu's wrist tightly, with a hideous expression: "No, Mom, it's because of Wen Yu!" ”

She took a deep breath and couldn't hide the resentment in her eyebrows: "It's her who wants to destroy my family...... Mom, she has never given up, she wants to kill my child, and she wants to take revenge on the entire Ji family! ”

"Wen Yu?"

Ji Mu was in a trance for a moment, subconsciously frowned, and scolded: "Don't say that." ”

She paused for a moment, a wave of embarrassment floated in her heart, and she said in a difficult tone: "Back then...... Back then, we were sorry for that child. ”