Compared with the Wen family and the Xiang family, they are not ranked. Let Wen Shengsheng enter the door is just to take a fancy to the child in the belly, and he can rightfully return to the Xiang family.

Other than that, it's just a little minion!

How can you have a little relationship with the Xiang family.

Xiang Jinghe didn't have any expression, but the breath beside him became deeper and lower.

He seemed to be impatient, a pair of sword eyebrows twisted slightly, and his fingers kept pointing at the table.

Ming Bangyue followed and said: "Cousin, Wen Shengsheng, that woman is too presumptuous, didn't she step on your face on the ground!" ”

"Really?"

Xiang Jinghe suddenly lifted his eyes without a little temperature and looked at Ming Bangyue.

"The Ming family has hired the top security team in the country, and they can't stop an unarmed pregnant woman, isn't it even more ridiculous to say it?"

"She is my Xiang Jinghe's woman, if you want to ask for sin, you have to think about who is behind it."

There was an instant silence in the hall.

Ming Bangyue looked at Xiang Jinghe in disbelief.

The hand that pretended to be intimate next to him trembled a little, and the corners of his eyes were red.

My cousin is actually towards that woman!

Could it be, is it—

Xiang Jinghe stood up and took a sip of the wine in hand.

Proudly facing away from the crowd, his tall body is against the backdrop of a commanding height, and the grandeur of money.

"If you're worried about whether the stock will be affected by this, it's better to think about how to solve the mess of the Ming family."

"Yes, my uncle."

"Grandma Xiang!"

Ming Bangyue rushed forward.

Old Madam Xiang almost didn't slow down in one breath, pointed at Xiang Jinghe, and said loudly:

"I don't want to see another time!"

Xiang Jinghe strode out of the box, and the special assistant waited outside.

stepped forward: "Mr. Xiang, do you want to go back to the company?" ”

Xiang Jinghe looked upstairs and said, "No." ”

Then, I got on the elevator.

Special assistant Mu Ran looked at the direction where Xiang Jinghe left, and then looked at the crowd who came out of the private room like a fish irrigated with water, his expression immediately converged, and he said respectfully:

"Old Mrs. Xiang, Mr. Ming, Miss Ming."

Old Madam Xiang had already recovered her posture, nodded slightly, and then left.

The rest followed.

The special assistant looked again, but he didn't know where to go.

In the presidential suite, the lights are dim.

Xiang Jinghe walked in and turned on the light.

In the middle of the three-meter European-style bed, Wen Shengsheng curled up his body and pressed his knees against his forehead.

His expression was painful, and his face was already covered with a thin layer of sweat.

Xiang Jinghe stepped forward, and when he saw the woman's expression, he was stunned.

"Wen Shengsheng."

He subconsciously lowered his voice.

The woman on the bed didn't notice it, and a series of tears secreted from the corners of her eyes.

Unconsciously, he said something, and his voice was hoarse and pitiful.

Xiang Jinghe stepped forward and noticed that the air conditioner was very low, and Wen Shengsheng's face was a little flushed, and he picked up the quilt to cover the person.

When his hand touched Wen Shengsheng's face, Wen Shengsheng suddenly made a move and grabbed Xiang Jinghe's fingers.

The sound grows louder and clearer.

She seemed to be praying for something: "Don't go! Don't leave me behind······ When you're gone, no one will love me······"

For some reason, Xiang Jinghe actually felt that his heart shrank slightly.

It's kind of pathetic.

He didn't even pull his hand away.

"Mom... Uncle... Please come back... I'll be good..."

Wen Shengsheng's cries went unanswered.

I just saw a fog in front of me.

Gray.

No mother, no uncle.

The person who loved her disappeared as if there had never been in the world.

No, you can't—

I'm going to get you back!