Gu Yingqing shook violently, screaming in his throat.

The moment you wake up from a nightmare and your eyes widen, your body reacts before your brain, so you can't tell the difference between dreams and reality.

She clutched her still flat stomach and stared at the ceiling stupidly, fine cold sweat oozed from her forehead, and her body had goosebumps from fear.

Gu Yingqing's body was stiff, and he didn't even dare to turn his eyes, afraid that if he turned his eyes, he would see the last scene in the dream.

Downstairs there was the sound of children playing, and the scolding of adults was heard, and the sunlight shone a golden light on the wall through the gaps in the curtains.

Only then did Gu Yingqing realize when and where he was.

When she pulled out her phone, she looked at the time on the lock screen in disbelief, it was already past eleven o'clock in the afternoon.

She had slept since less than ten o'clock last night.

Originally, she bought a high-speed rail ticket after ten o'clock today, and the alarm clock in the morning seemed to be pressed off by her in a daze.

And she didn't have the slightest feeling of recovering her energy after a full night's sleep, her body seemed to be soaked in deep water, heavily wrapped in water pressure, her eyelids were heavy, and she breathed slowly and deeply to provide enough oxygen.

Gu Yingqing said in his heart, how can he go back to his hometown like this?

Wait for her to sleep another day, recuperate and go back.

Anyway, in this case, there is no need for DXN to stay any longer, she can use the rest of the time to accompany her grandfather through the last period.

Thinking of this, she was confused, not knowing what the meaning of her previous persistence was.

She has never slept with Zhao Nanchuan, she does not have a child surnamed Zhao, and she has nothing to do with the Zhao family......

Gu Yingqing couldn't figure it out, so he didn't want to.

Cheng Yuesheng hadn't left yet, the door was not very soundproof, and she heard his voice talking on the phone outside, which was low and deep, and she couldn't hear the content clearly.

She cheered up and called her grandmother, saying that she would take advantage of the two days to finish some work, and then take a few days off.

Grandma said, "Didn't you just take annual leave before?"

Gu Yingqing said nonsense: "I didn't take the Dragon Boat Festival holiday, and there are a few days left in my annual vacation."

Grandma didn't know the rules of the company's articles of association, and she was what she said.

Gu Yingqing was hungry, she sat up from the bed, listened to the sound outside, and hesitated twice before getting out of bed to wash.

Unscrewed the door, she heard clearly, Cheng Yuesheng was talking to his son on video.

Cheng Yuesheng saw her come out, and walked to the bathroom without squinting, when he was transparent, Yan Yan's voice came out of the hands-free video, and she was not moved at all.

Cheng Zhiyan saw that his father's eyes were away, and he didn't talk to him anymore, so he regained his attention quite dissatisfied: "Dad!"

Just now he saw his father sitting on the sofa at his sister-in-law's aunt's house, and finally forgave him for secretly going to his sister-in-law's aunt's house.

Gu Yingqing's figure disappeared into the independent washstand outside the bathroom, but there was no sound of water.

Cheng Yuesheng glanced at the video, "What are you doing?"

He turned up the volume on his phone.

Cheng Zhiyan clasped his hands unhappily, "I'm talking, you didn't listen carefully."

"What did you say?"

Cheng Zhiyan snorted heavily, "I said, you haven't come to see me for two weeks, and you haven't taken me out to play on the weekend, which is very bad!" I understood that you were going to make money to support me, but you're going too far!"

Cheng Yuesheng felt that this kid was speaking more and more, and he wanted to laugh but was not in the mood, so he raised his lower lip perfunctorily: "Sorry."

Cheng Zhiyan was angry: "Sorry is sorry!" How can you add 'huh?'

Cheng Yuesheng was silent for two seconds and whispered, "Sorry."

Didn't look at the phone screen said.

Cheng Zhiyan couldn't help laughing, covered his mouth, pretended to be serious, and said with a straight look: "You are my father, I am your son, you have to spend time with me, I will be your filial son, otherwise, no one will give you incense when you die in the future, you know?"

When Cheng Wanli heard this, her eyes were about to fall, and she scolded him with a weak and excited heart from afar: "Yan

Boy, are you baa!?"

She hurried to the camera, and said, "I didn't teach him!"

Yan Yan looked at his aunt: "Did you say that someone is not a good father, and his son is not filial, and no one will incense him when he dies?"

He asked his aunt who his father was, and his aunt said that his father meant father.

So he's not wrong?

Cheng Wanli covered his mouth.

Gu Yingqing stared at the large mirror on the washstand, and slowly ran a comb through her hair.

The child's voice coincided with the voice of "Mommy" in the dream, and she burst into tears without even realizing it.

It wasn't until I looked in the mirror that I found that my vision was dense and the water vapor blinked out of my eyes, and I saw that I was crying expressionlessly.

Gu Yingqing was frightened after realizing it, and immediately pulled up his hair, turned on the faucet and washed his face.

After wiping her face and standing up straight, she saw Cheng Yuesheng in the mirror with one eye.

He stood behind her, leaning against the wall.

Gu Yingqing glanced at him, and she felt a pain like a pinprick in her heart, and she immediately looked away.

When she turned around to go back to the bedroom, Cheng Yuesheng blocked half of her way, and she was about to walk away from him sideways, when he suddenly stretched out his hand, and she ducked backwards like a bird.

Cheng Yuesheng's hand stopped in mid-air, and a depression rose in his chest.

Gu Yingqing didn't look at him, as if he was enduring it very hard, his lips were slightly squirming, and he struggled to make a voice for a long time: "...... Can you please stop staying here?"

Cheng Yuesheng withdrew his hand as if he had nothing to do, his face was not good-looking, and his voice was very gentle: "I asked people to order a meal, wait for dinner, huh?"

When Gu Yingqing heard this, for some reason, he instantly had the courage to look at him, and he glared at him fiercely with that kind of "you get out" eyes.

Cheng Yuesheng took all the hatred in her eyes, fixed his eyes on her, breathed a little roughly, rolled his Adam's apple lightly, and repeated: "Wait for dinner."

After saying that, he took the initiative to disappear from her and went back to the living room.

On the sofa were computers and data files sent by Li Fangchang.

Gu Yingqing walked to the bedroom, and Cheng Yuesheng said again, "You don't have to lock the door, I won't go in."

Gu Yingqing hesitated, believed him, went to the dresser and sat down, and applied skin care products to his face according to the steps.

Lunch was delivered, and when Cheng Yuesheng called her to eat outside, she was lying on the bed and was about to squint.

She still couldn't eat, she knew that this would not meet her body's needs, so she had to eat to the maximum extent she could tolerate, and stop chopsticks after she was on the verge of vomiting.

Then I went back to my room and still slept.

She didn't say anything about breaking up, nor did she say that she wanted to kill the child, and she didn't ask any questions about her son.

Cheng Yuesheng was like a headless fly, and he had no way to deal with it.

After a while, he remembered something and called Xu Anrong, without mentioning anything else, so he asked her, "Who gave you the paternity test?"

This person's tone was quite arrogant and unpolite, and he didn't pretend to be at all, which made Xu Anrong angry in his heart, remembering that he had offended him by yesterday's incident, and forcibly suppressed his anger and said, "Wang Zhixu."

Cheng Yuesheng put aside the phone, just as he had nowhere to vent his grievances.