Marriage step by step: Gu Shao's sky-high priced wife

After Rong Ling recovered from her cold, she suffered from stomach problems again.

After tossing and tossing in the hospital all night, when the sky turned white, she got out of the hospital bed after the IV drip.

As soon as she got out of the ward, she saw Yan Xin sitting in a daze on a green plastic bench in the hospital corridor.

The clothes were too big, covering Yan Xin's body, submerging the woman's belly, making her look extremely thin.

Rong Ling looked Yan Xin up and down, with a hint of sarcasm on the corner of his lips: "Hey, why are you here? You were abandoned by Brother Jun Chen, can't you think about having an abortion?"

Yan Xin suddenly came back to her senses, and looked at Rong Ling. She suddenly reached out and grabbed the corner of Yan Xin's clothes, and said in a harsh voice, "This dress on you is a man's, right? Brother Jun Chen's clothes have always been hand-sewn in Italy. This is a private brand made by Armani, but this is Armani’s custom-made men’s windbreaker..."

A flash of jealousy flashed in Rong Ling's eyes, whether it was the former or the latter, they were both worth a lot of money, Yan Xin, a woman who was easy to play and was played to death, why was she so lucky?
"Are you seducing a man behind Brother Jun Chen's back?"

The clothes were held by Rong Ling, and there was a gap in the wide neckline. Although she and Rong Ling were the only two people in the hospital corridor, Yan Xin was still at a loss.

She pulled the clothes back with force with her hands, and a slight smile crossed her face: "I can't compare to Miss Rong Er, who can clearly distinguish so many men's brand clothes at a young age, it must be that there are countless men!"

Rong Ling was standing and Yan Xin was sitting, with the same aura as before.

She choked on Yan Xin's backlash, and the hatred for Yan Xin in her heart couldn't be suppressed no matter what!
Subconsciously, she raised her hand and drew it towards Yan Xin's face.

A look of viciousness flashed in her eyes, if Yan Xin could have a miscarriage with a slap, that would be the best!

Yan Xin was taken aback, she didn't expect Rong Ling to do it when she said to do it, she subconsciously leaned back, but there was a wall behind her, she couldn't dodge it at all!

She subconsciously stretched out her hand to cover her face, and the next second she saw Shen Zheng who suddenly grabbed Rong Ling's arm.

He stood in front of her, and his shadow slowly overlapped with the person who protected her seven years ago.

Yan Xin's heart seemed to be pressed against a huge rock, and she resisted the subconscious desire to call Shen Zheng's name, and turned her head to meet Rong Ling's face that changed color instantly.

"Shen Zheng?!" Rong Ling screamed, and after his eyes touched the man wearing only a sweater, his voice became sharper: "Yan Xin, you bitch, is it Shen Zheng who is fooling around with you? Are you like this? Do it, right Brother Jun Shen?"

Yan Xinhuo sat up from the bench all at once, and said in a condensed voice, "If you want to slap away premature birth or miscarriage, can you be worthy of your elder brother Jun Chen?"

"I..." Rong Ling's breath was stagnant, a guilty conscience flashed in her eyes, and she said, "Stop slandering me!"

Shen Zheng shook off Rong Ling, turned his head to look at Yan Xin with disgust, and smiled mockingly: "Yan Xin, you are a good-for-nothing, to be shit on your head by such a bastard!"

Rong Ling's face turned blue, Yan Xin had already turned around, walked towards the ward on the other side of the corridor, and said as she walked, "The doctor told me to rest well, I'm not worthy of the two of you, so let's go!"

Her voice was filled with lingering anger, Shen Zeng's eyes darkened, he turned and walked outside the hospital.