Abortion.

Zhou Qichuan's.

Song Zhiyuan came back to his senses, and couldn't help but bow his head and smile, the meaning was difficult to understand.

Zhou Qichuan does not like to do measures, and every time she takes it as an after-the-fact medicine.

Therefore, it may not be impossible for Xu Nianhe to conceive his child.

"Knowing kite-" Du Yanheng looked at her, his heart was mixed for a while, and he didn't know what to say.

Song Zhiyuan knew that he was worried about him, so he raised his head and smiled at him, "Senior brother, why don't we quit the competition?" ”

"Okay, listen to you."

There was a slight mistake, but it did not affect the continuation of the rest of the game.

As the organizer of the competition, Song Zhiyuan had to present awards to the winning team at the end, so naturally he couldn't leave first.

The competition ended at noon, and after the winning team was awarded, all the participating staff went to the pre-booked restaurant for lunch.

"You say, would Manager Song have long known that Miss Xu was pregnant with the vice president's child, so he deliberately dealt a ruthless hand to Miss Xu?"

After the dinner and awards, Song Zhiyuan went to the bathroom.

When she was in the cubicle, several female colleagues entered and talked about what happened in the stadium in the morning.

"It shouldn't be, Manager Song is not stupid, why is he making such a big trouble for himself."

"I guess, Manager Song and the vice president have a leg."

"Why do you say that?"

"Because one morning, I saw Manager Song get out of the vice president's car, the vice president drove the car, and Manager Song sat in the co-pilot."

"Wouldn't it?!" A voice of surprise, "You saw it with your own eyes." ”

"Nonsense, of course I saw it with my own eyes, so I guess Manager Song was jealous and deliberately attacked Miss Xu."

"Tsk! Manager Song usually looks a pure heart and a cold beauty, but he didn't expect his mind to be so deep, and he still wanted to grab a man with Xu Nianhe. ”

"Actually, in terms of appearance and talent, I think Manager Song is not inferior to Xu Nianhe at all, but Xu Nianhe is the only daughter of the Xu family after all, and her status is there."

"That is, the marriage of a wealthy family, the most important thing is to be the right person, you have also seen it, the vice president revolves around Miss Xu every day, Miss Xu has an accident, and the vice president is nervous like something, so Manager Song is really unlucky this time."

"I was promoted to senior manager, and I was so arrogant, you say, does this count as a retribution-" Should?

Just when someone's last word "Ying" did not fall, there was a sound of "click~", and Song Zhiyuan pulled the door and walked out of the compartment.

Several people were startled, and at the same time looked at each other-

"Song ...... Manager Song, I ...... We ......"

Song Zhiyuan glanced lightly at a few people not far away, his eyes were cold, but he didn't say a word.

Under the watchful eyes of several people, she walked straight to the washstand, unscrewed the faucet and washed her hands.

"Manager Song, I'm sorry, we ......"

"It's okay, you keep talking." Song Zhiyuan turned off the faucet, raised his eyebrows, pulled out a paper towel sideways, dropped this sentence, and walked away directly, leaving a few colleagues with bewildered and annoyed faces.

Song Zhiyuan went back to the Xiangmi Mansion, took a bath and changed clothes, slept for a while, and when he woke up and went downstairs, it was already dinner time.

Zhou Qichuan didn't come back, and she didn't care.

At nearly eleven o'clock in the evening, just as Song Zhiyuan was sitting at his desk, looking at the details of the plan for the 50th anniversary celebration of the Computer Research Group, an entertainment hot search suddenly popped up in the lower right corner of the computer.

It's Zhou Qichuan again.

Song Zhiyuan's eyebrows raised slightly, and he clicked in casually.

Cheng Keyin, a newcomer in the entertainment industry, understood that Zhang Dan did not shy away from it in the middle of the night, and joined hands with Zhou Qichuan, like a couple, and entered the luxury suite of Quanlin Villa together.

Song Zhiyuan glanced at the photo, it was really Zhou Qichuan and Cheng Keyin, the shooting was clear, and the angle was also very subtle, ambiguous and sultry.

Tut!

After a glance, Song Zhiyuan withdrew and continued to study the details of the plan.

Still, she was curious.

Everyone saw what happened in the badminton hall this morning, and everyone was golden, but there was no wave afterwards.

If Xu Nianhe really had a miscarriage, and the child was Zhou Qichuan's, it would be impossible for no one to trouble her at all by now.

What's even more exaggerated is that Zhou Qichuan didn't stay with Xu Nianhe all the time, but went to have fun again so quickly.

So the conclusion is that either Xu Nianhe is not a miscarriage; Or, the child is not Zhou Qichuan's.

That's not right!

Even if the child is not Zhou Qichuan's, it is not a trivial matter for her to cause Xu Nianhe to have a miscarriage, and the Zhou family must have asked her to ask for guilt.

Therefore, Xu Nianhe bled because of ...... Big Aunt?!

Thinking of this, Song Zhiyuan smiled very unkindly.

Well, Xu Nianhe is really true love for Zhou Qichuan, he knows that his aunt is still so "desperate", and he has to fight side by side with Zhou Qichuan when he jumps up and down.

What a pity!

Seeing that it was almost early in the morning, Song Zhiyuan was really sleepy, covered his lips and yawned, turned off the computer and went to bed.

I don't know how long I slept, but in a daze, the mattress next to her suddenly collapsed slightly, and then a knotted arm wrapped around her waist and led her into a broad chest dyed with a hint of coolness.

"Hmm~" Song Zhiyuan sighed softly, woke up, and softly broke the arm wrapped around his waist, "Don't touch me, dirty!" ”

"Where's the dirty?" Zhou Qichuan hugged the person in his arms tightly, buried his face in Song Zhiyuan's hair, and rubbed against the back of her neck, "I washed it in the guest room." ”

"Huh!" Originally, Song Zhiyuan was still half asleep, but because of Zhou Qichuan's actions, he was completely awake.

She chuckled and said, "Zhou Qichuan, can you have a face?" ”

"Heh-" Zhou Qichuan also smiled, holding the person without letting go at all, and said in a bad manner, "I just abide by the agreement with my wife, as long as I am in Jinning, I will come back to sleep with my wife every night." ”

Song Zhiyuan, "......"

"From now on, this agreement will be invalidated, and where you want to sleep in the future, vice president, listen to it."

When the words fell, Song Zhiyuan closed his eyes again and fell asleep.

I don't bother to pay attention to him anymore, anyway, it's useless to say more and more, she can't do Zhou Qichuan.

"Tsk~ Wife, this is unhappy."

Zhou Qichuan said, thin lips slid across the back of Song Zhiyuan's neck, rubbed all the way to her ear, took her small earlobe into her mouth, and sucked it gently.

Song Zhiyuan controlled himself not to tremble, let alone give any response, gritted his teeth and warned in a low voice, "Zhou Qichuan, if you don't sleep, get out!" ”

"Sleep, listen to your wife, sleep now."

Zhou Qichuan smiled sullenly, and immediately became honest, and after Song Zhiyuan dropped a kiss on the cheek, he didn't do anything other than hug her.

......