The news of Jiang Ruo's pregnancy was somehow known by Huo Jinting.

Before Jiang Ruo decided to have an abortion, Huo Jinting, the child's father, was in a hurry.

That day, Jiang Ruo asked Pei Hanlou if he could accept this child, and Pei Hanlou's meaning was very clear.

I can't accept it.

It's not just that he can't accept it, it's something that no man can accept.

For this reason, Jiang Ruo also knew that this child could not stay.

It's not just because she has no feelings for the child's father, but more because she wants to be with Pei Hanlou, so she can't give birth to a species surnamed Huo.

This is unfair to Pei Hanlou.

And the Pei family will not be willing.

It's almost a multiple-choice question that doesn't have to be considered.

There is only one answer.

It's a tire!

However, when it was really time to be forced to have a fetus, Jiang Ruo's motherhood in her body was stimulated, and she was very reluctant.

Jiang Ruo firmly protected his still flat belly, and looked at the extremely noble man in front of him with hatred, "Huo Jinting, I don't want it!"

She doesn't want this child to die!

Huo Jinting's dark eyes were deep and gloomy, his eyes were cold, and he said without emotion: "I am the father of the child, and I have the right to decide his life and death."

Jiang Ruo shook his head aggrievedly, tears falling uncontrollably, "The child told me that he didn't want to die, that I could raise him alone, and that I would never tell him who his biological father was."

Huo Jinting laughed at her stupidity and naivety, and sneered, "Jiang Ruo, you are pregnant with my seed, do you think Pei Hanlou will allow you to give birth?"

Why does she think that all men are generous? Will she be allowed to be willful?

What did she take these men for?

A toy that can be played with as you like and unscrupulously?

Jiang Ruo tried to run.

President Huo Jin stretched out his hand and directly grabbed Jiang Ruo's long hair and pulled it back.

Jiang Ruo struggled: "Huo Jinting, don't beat the child!" Please don't! He's your child too!"

It was useless for her to say anything.

The man is determined.

Until he was tied to the operating table and could no longer escape, Jiang Ruo shed a line of tears in despair and pain.

The blazing light of her headlamp shone down, and she lost her mind and murmured, "Baby, Mommy is sorry for you."

They have only known each other for a long time, and they will be separated forever.

Why is she far away from Huo Jinting, and Huo Jinting can still know about pregnancy?

She really didn't have the slightest affection for him anymore.

He didn't want a child, why would he even impregnate her!

Why didn't you let her take medicine in the first place!

Coming down from the operating table, Jiang Ruo's face became extremely weak and pale, and he lost most of his spirit, looking sad.

Miscarriage hurts.

Huo Jinting, who had been waiting impatiently outside the operating room, extinguished his cigarette, strode towards Jiang Ruo, and stretched out his hand to lift her miserable little face, and said highly, "Jiang Ruo, follow me back to Rongcheng, I allow you to continue to be my lover."

His body was so obsessed with her that he was willing to make an exception and give her another chance.

Jiang Ruo's voice was weak, and he said stubbornly, "I don't want to be a third party."

His marriage to Shen Ying was announced.

What is it for her to get involved again?

Huo Jinting looked at her contemptuously, "Didn't you also make me a lover before, what are you hypocritical now?"

Jiang Ruo yelled at him angrily: "Huo Jinting, get out!"

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After the miscarriage, another month passed.

In late autumn, the weather is cold and bitterly cold as soon as you go out.

Jiang Ruo was still angry with Pei Hanlou because of the child's affairs.

The fact that she was pregnant was clearly what Pei Hanlou told Huo Jinting!

Even if Pei Hanlou didn't want it, he shouldn't use such a despicable means to deal with a child who had not yet taken shape.

In another month, she will be able to find out if the baby in her womb is a boy or a girl.

It's a pity.

Jiang Ruo was the only one in the empty photography studio, silent and lonely.

She sat on the sofa in front of the large floor-to-ceiling windows, staring blankly at the yellow maple leaves of the street fluttering in the wind, dancing freely in the air.

And she is like a butterfly with broken wings, lifeless, withering and withering little by little.

Pei Hanlou had sent a lot of medicines to nourish her body before, and she didn't want to take them.

A miscarriage has not made it back.

Pei Hanlou is also very busy with work on weekdays, and she deliberately has a cold war with him, and the two have not seen each other for many days.

In fact, she is not because the child is not messing with him, but she doesn't understand why he repeatedly refuses to marry her?

His ambiguous attitude made her feel insecure.

She didn't know if her choice was right or wrong.

At the beginning, he obviously told her that Jiang Huai volunteered to donate his heart for him, and asked him to find her and take care of her before he died.

He said that he would follow Jiang Huai's example to love and spoil her.

But now?

He's not Jiang Huai!

Not even if you have the same heart!

Jiang Huai's good thing for her is that no matter what she does, he will support her, deal with the aftermath, help her relatives or not, always stand on her side, and fight against the whole world at any cost.

In the quiet environment, Jiang Ruo couldn't help but miss Jiang Huai.

"Brother Ahuai, if you miss you."

She sighed tiredly and took a sip of the slightly cooler hot coffee on the table.

Obviously, Zhou Qihe didn't tell Huo Jinting about the stand-in, otherwise, Huo Jinting wouldn't have just had that attitude when she appeared last time, and she wouldn't have just let her beat the child.

If he knew that he was Jiang Huai's stand-in, with his arrogance, he was afraid that the world would explode again and kill her.

Fortunately, Zhou Qihe still has a little conscience.

"Sister."

A familiar juvenile voice directly recalled Jiang Ruo's thoughts.

Jiang Ruo put down the coffee cup and looked back.

What catches your eye is a well-behaved and delicate little brother.

is the little idol Cen Mo she met when she worked in the entertainment industry before.

She did him a small favor, and the two hit it off at first sight, and since then the relationship has been as harmonious and intimate as that of a brother and sister.

After he learned that she had come to Dijing and opened a small photography studio in Dijing, he would often come to play with her when the announcement was not busy.

He will bring her milk tea, desserts, and a lot of delicious and delicious things to make her happy.

Cen Mo took off his mask and the scarf around his neck as if he had returned to his home, sat down opposite Jiang Ruo very skillfully, and looked at Jiang Ruo carefully with one hand on his cheek, with a hint of pity in his voice: "Sister doesn't seem to be very happy."

Jiang Ruo chuckled, changed the subject and asked, "What did you bring me to eat today?"

Cen Mo hurriedly opened the box on the table as if offering a treasure, "Of course it's my sister's favorite pastry, it's just baked, and it's still hot."

Jiang Ruo lowered his eyes and looked at the delicate and beautiful pastries, and said happily, "Cen Mo, thank you."

She only had one friend now.

There was a sickly and paranoid light flashing between Cen Mo's eyes, "Sister, it should be me who thank you."

Thank you for letting me know that my heart is still throbbing.

Jiang Ruo's eyes crooked, and he picked up the pastries in the box and tasted them.

"Sister, you're such a little cat."

Jiang Ruo looked puzzled: "Huh?"

"There's something here."

Cen Mo stood up and gently wiped the stains from the corners of Jiang Ruo's mouth, and then he put it in his mouth and ate it in front of Jiang Ruo.

Jiang Ruo was surprised: "Cen Mo, you..."