There is no need to rush either. But later he found out that Zhu Xiaobei also had love, but unfortunately it was not him who loved him.

Zhu Xiaobei went to the best maternity hospital in the city where Chen Weinan's child was killed, and his classmates happened to be there, and they had attended their wedding, and they knew Zhu Xiaobei, so after meeting Zhang Ningwei by chance, they congratulated him on becoming a father.

Zhang Ningwei went home excitedly, but heard Zhu Xiaobei on the phone, the person on the other end of the phone must be the person she loved, otherwise how could she use that gentle tone that he had never heard? How could her expression be so tender?

Zhang Ningwei asked her classmates to quietly check Zhu Xiaobei's medical records, and she killed the child without even telling Zhang Ningwei. Things are clear, unless... That kid wasn't his at all.

Zhang Ningwei felt very painful, how could Xian Neisuke, who had always thought that he was a woman who betrayed him, so he used his busy work as an excuse to hardly stay home, hoping to see disappointment in Zhu Xiaobei's eyes, so that he could get some pleasure of revenge.

It's a pity that Zhu Xiaobei doesn't, as if there is no such person as Zhang Ningwei at all, she lives the life of her housewife calmly. Zhang Ningwei saw clearly in her eyes that there was no disappointment... It's not as tender as she is with the person on the phone!

Zhang Ningwei's heart is like being eaten by insects and ants, he still treats Zhu Xiaobei as before on the surface, and sends her flowers on every festival, but behind the scenes, he intensifies his nighttime and does not return home, until he begins to contact other women. One thing he found in other women was that he didn't care about it and wasn't afraid of losing.

This couple has different dreams in the same bed like this.

"Now that she's gone, I'll never have to worry about not knowing where her heart is. Because I know that she is here, and she can't go anywhere else. Zhang Ningwei's words had a choked tone of tone.

Lin Qianxin didn't look at him anymore, and walked down the steps of the cemetery step by step. The tears seemed to have run out on the day Zhu Xiaobei died, and in a trance, it seemed that she heard Zhu Xiaobei calling her, but the memory was regressed with time in an instant.

Lin Qianxin had just entered college, and she was spoiled at home, and Shao Feiyang was pursuing her in a high-profile manner at that time, so she couldn't put down the dormitory with many gifts.

"What's the brand of your clothes?" Why haven't I seen it, it's so special. Some classmates looked at her clothes curiously.

Her clothes are all unique designs from the Shaw Group, almost all of them are hand-made, of course, they cannot be sold on the market, and even if they are, they cannot be affordable by ordinary college students, and the price of a dress of her can cover the tuition of four years of college.

"Ah, you look so high-end in this makeup! It smells so good! "Her classmates are extremely envious of everything she does.

"I have two bottles, if you like, take one and use it!" Lin Qian said absentmindedly.

The classmate put down her makeup, with disdain on her face, thinking to herself, your family is not a huge rich family, you can afford to use these things, aren't you being taken care of by the man who drove a sports car to pick you up!

Lin Qianxin didn't know that her indifference had become a kind of show-off in the eyes of her classmates, and her clothes, bags, and cosmetics were not something that ordinary girls could afford.