Chapter 339: Sleepless Night
"Wen Qian, she went to the hospital today, bleeding profusely, and the doctor said that she had a warning of miscarriage!"
Yan Chenfeng calmly stated the facts, the green tendons on the back of his hands burst out, and his eyes were bloodshot.
Qiu Yunqing is simply a beast, a beast, such a man is not worthy of living in this world.
It took a few minutes to digest this fact.
Shen Lingfei's mood is not complicated:
"She's pregnant?"
In the days when she was imprisoned by Qiu Yunqing, Liu Wenqian was pregnant!
The identity of the father of the child in her womb is self-evident.
"When was it?"
She couldn't help but ask, thinking that Qiu Yunqing might have left a woman's side, and came over to pay her courtesy, and the eyes that had seen other people's naked eyes looked at him critically......
This guess made her feel extremely disgusting!
Yan Chenfeng was stunned, thinking back on what he just said, there was nothing to stimulate Shen Lingfei!
Could it be that she is angry with him?
Because he didn't consult her opinion, he made an assertion and saved Liu Wenqian?
……
The speculations in his mind made him feel deeply uneasy.
"Are you talking about when she got pregnant?"
"Almost!"
Shen Lingfei nodded, her face was heavy, and there was even a bit of disgusting emotion in it.
The wives stipulated by the law are pregnant, and he doesn't care about Liu Wenqian's feelings, waiting in the company every day, capturing the moment when she goes downstairs to talk......
"The doctor said that Liu Wenqian's pregnancy was very short, the fetus was unstable, and Qiu Yunqing did not give due care, which almost led to a miscarriage!"
“……”
No matter how much she said, she just wanted to use Liu Wenqian's pain to awaken her sympathy for Liu Wenqian.
She should have seen all of this a long time ago, shouldn't she?
Shen Lingfei wanted to sneer, her stiff facial expression was no longer enough to support her to make more "extravagant" moves.
This month, the day has come, and that one has not yet come.
Based on her experience of giving birth, she realized that she might be pregnant.
In the past, Yan Chenfeng would boil brown sugar water for her to drink in the past few days, but this time, he forgot all about it.
He also forgot about Qiuqiu!
"You know what? Sometimes, I really wish I had a grandfather who doted on his grandson as much as Old Man Yan! ”
My hair was half-dry, and it wasn't completely dry, but it was enough to barely sleep.
The house is big and there is more than one room.
got up and picked up a pillow on the bed, and took out a spare quilt from the cabinet, Shen Lingfei left without looking back.
A heart full of holes, leaking air everywhere, has no way to fill the hole.
The door, painted with inky paint, shimmered brightly, the handle of the door was unscrewed, and the woman was in her pajamas, thin and embraced from behind.
The pain was transmitted from the neck, and in an instant, a sensation called "numbness" permeated the whole body.
“…… Yan Chenfeng, you let go of your hand! ”
She struggled, and the man hung his head and looked hurt:
"Fei Fei, are you angry with me? I'm angry that I only care about rescuing Wen Qian, and I don't care about your feelings? ”
I closed my eyes and breathed a little heavily:
"If you know, why do you ask?"
The woman sobbed, indulging herself in grief.
Tell yourself in your heart that after this time, don't shed tears and grief for anyone again!
The two of them were at a stalemate, the bright lights suddenly went out, and the whole city went without electricity, as if to make her more open to herself.
The small and delicate mobile phone lies silently on the bed, vibrating incessantly.
In a certain corner of the world, a little guy in a pink dress squatted helplessly on the ground, holding a parasol, his face full of bitterness and hatred, and gradually some teenagers and old men!
The eighteenth call, declared a failure!
Only 4% of your phone's battery remains!
"Auntie!" The little man turned away, his brow furrowed, and sniffed.
"Why didn't Mom and Dad answer the call from Qiuqiu? Don't they all love Qiuqiu? ”
The nanny felt a pain in her heart, as if she had been pricked by a needle.
Such a cute child, who can bear to hurt her!
The nanny sighed, squatted on the ground, picked up the ball, and whispered:
"Maybe Mom and Dad are busy, Qiuqiu is such a cute child, Auntie is very happy when she sees it, how can Qiuqiu's parents not like Qiuqiu?"
Too many things have happened in the Yan family, among them, because of Liu Wenqian, it accounts for more than 99 percent.
She looked down and squatted on the ground, her heart was about to melt when she dropped the little bit of the golden bean.
At her age, she shouldn't have to bear so much!
In the end, Shen Lingfei still didn't make it!
Yan Chenfeng took the quilt and pillow in her hand and went to the study.
A table lamp that was clearly extinguished, shouldering the heavy responsibility of lighting, swayed with a faint light in the darkness.
At the same time, Qiu Yunqing, who was sleeping on the couch and thinking about life, was also awakened by a rapid phone ringing.
"Mr. Qiu, our people all fainted to the ground, just woke up, in their blood test report, found the ingredient of *, the hospital's electric switch, also failed half an hour ago......"
"So, what you're trying to tell me is that because you didn't do your job, you let the people who should be trapped in the hospital escape, right?"
The man's gloomy eyes were bloodshot, and he unconsciously glanced at the wedding photos placed on the bedside.
At this moment, everything related to Liu Wenqian will make him extremely irritable.
"Very good, control the scene, I'll rush over now!"
On the snow-white walls, the tall and slender figures of the men are reflected, and they are dressed one by one.
Finally, with the sound of doors opening and closing, the night fell silent again.
Tonight is destined to be a sleepless night!
"She doesn't want to come back?"
"Yes!"
The assistant took a deep breath and felt heavy.
It's all because he can't persuade Miss Liu to let go of the mustard in his heart, otherwise, tonight's action will not be a wasted job!
"She insists on this, and the fault is not yours!"
Liu Wenqian's stubborn temper, from childhood to adulthood, is not the first time!
No one can change the decisions she makes.
If he goes tonight, perhaps, there will be 50 percent success to bring her back, but the success will only account for 50 percent.
The assistant restrained his thoughts, and a touch of emotion crossed his heart:
"Miss Liu, her performance tonight is obviously different from before,"
"How is it different?"
"After all this experience, she seems to have become a lot more mature!"
It was a qualitative change that was clearly visible from the moment she first spoke, the first sentence she spoke.