Just when Ai Jiang moved his lips and was about to ask Chi Yao if he could spare him for the sake of her telling him this secret, Chi Yao suddenly said up: "Miss Ai, you help me do something, the 20 million, I can consider not worrying about you......"

Hearing this, Ai Jiang's eyes lit up.

Chi Yao: "Not only that, but I can also consider not worrying about you about the things you cheated on me, and besides, I will also give you a sum of money to send you abroad, so that you can live abroad without worrying about food and clothing for the rest of your life, how about it?" ”

Ai Jiang has always been smart, she didn't wait for Chi Yao to say what she was asked to do, she spoke up first: "Let Song Youman's child not come to the world, right?" ”

Chi Yao laughed: "Miss Ai is really smart. ”

After stopping laughing, Chi Yao asked, "How is it?" Is it a deal? ”

"Mr. Chi, do I have any other choice?"

"What do you think?"

"In that case, then why should Mr. Chi ask more." After a pause, Ai Jiang still didn't believe Chi Yao: "Mr. Chi, if I help you finish this matter, will you really let me go?" ”

"I'd love to kill you, but...... If you help me do this, we can't thank me enough for me and for Q, so ...... I'll let you go. ”

Like she just said, does she have any other choice?

No, now she is desperate, for Chi Yao, she is just a fish on the board, at his mercy.

Rather than being tortured to death by those disgusting men, she would rather let Song Youman die a good death...... After all, for her, whether it is Xia Goodnight or Song Youman, they are all equally hateful!

Anyway, she is now extremely miserable, no matter how miserable it is, then why didn't she pull Song Youman to accompany her to the funeral, thinking about it, a perverted smile appeared on the corner of Ai Jiang's lips: "Mr. Chi, I hope you are the talker." ”

…

That day in the hospital, after seeing Han Zhijin once during the prenatal examination, Song Youman had not seen Han Zhijin for a long time.

In fact, it was only a month since that meeting, but Song Youman always felt like a century had passed.

The day of delivery is approaching, and it is getting closer and closer, and Song Youman's attention gradually fell to the small body in his belly, and he slowly left Han Zhijin behind.

There are still three days left, and Song Youman will be hospitalized for delivery.

Since her belly was big, Song Youman has been looking forward to unloading, and now that the day of unloading is really approaching, she has become nervous.

The live-in aunt she invited had given birth to three children and was experienced, so she could see that she was nervous, so she kept talking to her.

However, in the evening, the live-in aunt suddenly answered a phone call, saying that there was an accident at home and she wanted to go back.

Of course, Song Youman would not stop her aunt, she faced her aunt's worries, comforted her a few words, and asked her to rest assured, she would let people take her back to her parents' house later.

Hearing this, Auntie finally left with peace of mind.

Now Song Youman, of course, didn't dare to stay at home alone, she did want to call her mother's driver to pick her up, but before calling, she thought that she would go back to her parents' house this time, and maybe she would not go back to her place of residence in the next two days, so she thought about packing up a few clothes first, and then packing up the small things in her stomach during childbirth, and then calling her mother's driver.