Wen Yizhen said, "I said Ah Yan, it can't be that Miss Ming is pregnant, you don't want it, let her go and kill it, right?" ”

Otherwise, Wen Yizhen really couldn't think of any reason to let a girl go to the obstetrics and gynecology department alone in such a state.

Thinking about it, this is the only possibility.

The air on the other end of the phone was quiet for about ten seconds.

It was undoubtedly a long and torturous process.

What emotions are slowly spreading in the chest, emerging, churning, struggling......

Fierce and silent.

Eventually, it was calm.

The man's slightly hoarse voice rang out, "I didn't want her child. ”

Wen Yizhen didn't think about this dangerous and crazy idea that the child was not a palace night banquet, twisted his eyebrows, and asked, "That's Miss Ming...... Don't want it? ”

Gong Yeyan didn't answer, and said in a low voice: "Follow her." ”

Wen Yizhen said, "I'm going to the ninth floor. ”

"Watch her and don't let her do anything to hurt herself."

"Yes." Wen Yizhen only thought that there was a small emotion between the two, chuckled, and said: "Ah Yan, pregnant girls are emotionally unstable, sensitive and suspicious, and always love to think blindly. If Miss Ming is really pregnant, you coax her more, don't always look cold. Girls are actually easy to coax. ”

Long.

“…… Well. ”

He knows.

She looks strong, but she's actually squeamish.

She likes to be alone, but she doesn't need to be held in the palm of her hand and carefully cared for.

She......

Many flashing words flashed in the mind of the palace night banquet.

The rare soft-heartedness and romance in life are related to her every word.

At that end, the elevator door opened with a "ding", Wen Yizhen raised his eyes to look forward, and said to his friend on the other end of the phone, "It's the ninth floor, hang up first." ”

"Hmm." Gong Yeyan paused, "Yizhen, I'm sorry for you." ”

Wen Yizhen stepped out of the elevator, held his mobile phone to his ear, lifted his lips and chuckled, "Ah Yan, you are really different from before." ”

The palace night banquet did not speak.

Wen Yizhen hung up the phone, raised his eyes slightly, and saw a familiar figure-

The woman was wearing a low-key black dress, her long hair was draped behind her, she was wearing a black beret, a mask and sunglasses covering most of her face, her head was slightly lowered, and she stepped on flat shoes and walked into another elevator to pass him.

…… Jiang Manyun?

Wen Yizhen stopped and narrowed his eyes slightly.

Jiang Manyun dressed in a low-key outfit and came to the obstetrics and gynecology department.

I can't help but smell something unusual.

For example, an international actress is pregnant unmarried.

The elevator door closed silently, and Wen Yizhen twisted his eyebrows and withdrew his gaze.

Jiang Manyun was not a person in their circle, but she was lucky to catch the big ship of the Gong family, and she also consciously became noble.

Wen Yizhen sighed lightly.

It's a pity that Jiang Manyun's vague and careful thinking is probably about to fail.

Just as Wen Yizhen's gaze fell on Jiang Manyun, the moment he retracted, a figure hurriedly left from the safe passage around the corner......

*

Ming Ge left the ninth floor.

Walking to the obstetrics and gynecology department, looking at the expectant mothers on the benches outside the corridor, accompanied by their parents or husbands, with happy smiles on their stomachs, Ming Ge couldn't take a step forward.

Calming down and coming to his senses, Mingge felt that he was too impulsive.

She's a public figure - uh, she may not be popular now, but she will inevitably leave behind criticizing black material in the future, and she should disguise herself when she comes to the hospital to check if she is pregnant.

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