Jian Antong really didn't expect that this man could be so reasonable, he was choked all the way, and he didn't bother to continue talking nonsense with this man, anyway, it would only affect his mood.

returned home in silence, but the Leng family sank into happiness.

When they arrived, Mrs. Leng was very happy to beckon them over, "Ziyu, your eldest brother and your sister-in-law have children." ”

This sentence was really surprising enough, Jian Antong sat down quietly, and gently blessed Leng Zimo and Qiao Yu, "Congratulations to the eldest brother and sister-in-law, it's really a surprise." ”

Qiao Yu's face was slightly pale, there was just a faint smile on her face, and she subconsciously looked at Leng Ziyu, who had been smiling calmly, her heart sank little by little, a few days ago, she also told this man that she and Leng Zimo were just a formal couple.

But at this moment, what about the child in his belly?

Leng Zimo's face was proud, so that everything in the Ziqiao family had no way to escape at all, all of this was his own.

Old Madam Leng's face was full of joy, and the next topics naturally revolved around Leng Zimo and Qiao Yu, how to take care of the child, and what to do in the future.

Slowly, Jian Antong's thoughts subconsciously returned to the moment when she was pregnant, and instantly envied Qiao Yu, she was really happy, someone loved and spoiled, and the children in the future will also be loved by thousands of people.

It's really envious.

She left quietly, not disturbing the happiness between them, returned to the master bedroom, opened the curtains, and subconsciously looked at the sky outside, the sunset was infinitely better, but it was a pity!

"What, you want children too?"

Leng Ziyu's voice sounded, interrupting Jian Antong's daze, turning around, watching Leng Ziyu standing there quietly and taking out a cigarette to light it, smoking carelessly.

"What, it's not yours, disappointed?"

Jian Antong mockingly fought back, this man is really interesting.

Does he really think that after being in a coma for so many years, Qiao Yu will still guard him like a jade? I've been married to a wife for so long, and many things, in fact, don't need to guess much, you will understand.

Pregnancy is also a matter of time.

Leng Ziyu smiled, flicked the cigarette ash gently, and looked at Jian Antong beside him, "Qiao Yu is the first woman I protected with my life, at that time, Qiao Yu was still a little girl, the little girl I cared for." ”

"Now she's your sister-in-law. Someone will take care of her. ”

Jian Antong shrugged indifferently, and she didn't plan to say anything more about these feelings.

Anyway, all the conclusions of this man are no longer true.

After all these years, many things are not what they used to be.

And he doesn't seem to have come out of the past yet.

"Jian Antong, even if she is pregnant, it is not my child. But I'll protect her just as much, she's not like you. ”

After Leng Ziyu finished smoking a cigarette, he seemed to have figured out something, and looked at Jian Antong very sarcastically.

Those words made Jian Antong cry and laugh, "I, Jian Antong, will protect myself and don't need any protection, Leng Ziyu, it's just that you use me so much, and you also make a deal with me and Lu Shaoan, which violates the cooperation between us." ”

"Don't worry! You'll appreciate me. After all, Lu Shaoan is the best bridge to avenge your father. ”

Leng Ziyu is still so confident, those words made Jian Antong angry, but there is no way to refute it, indeed, Lu Shaoan was involved in the things of the year, and many things will be known through him.

Looking at Leng Ziyu in front of her, Jian Antong was even more disdainful, "You are really despicable, no wonder you can't get the woman you love." ”

Leng Ziyu smiled, "I don't need love now, what I need is power." ”

Oh, yes!

This man doesn't need love.

Jian Antong was ridiculous about what kind of love she talked about with this man.

Looking at him, I don't know why, Jian Antong's heart is a little hot, especially this man mercilessly treats himself as a transaction, this feeling is more and more profound, just like his crazy kiss.

That feeling seemed to echo in the corners of his lips.

Very uncomfortable.

It's also hard to resist.

"Leng Ziyu, what kind of man are you?" In the end, she couldn't help but ask.

Who knew that Leng Ziyu just smiled lightly, didn't pay any attention to this question, and just turned around and left quietly.

What kind of man he is, in fact, he himself does not know.

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