The cold and charming wife of the ruthless president

That sentence, "We are enemies" made Ye Zhen frowned, her eyes were determined, full of alienation, and hatred was written on her clear and pale face.

"Wanwan, come with me." Yufeng said suddenly, holding Shen Wanqing's cold hand behind his back.

His hands were very warm, very warm, so warm that she was in a trance.

Ye Zhen was short of breath, strode forward and grabbed Shen Wanqing's other hand, and grinned coldly: "Shen Wanqing is my man in life, and my ghost in death. What's more, she is pregnant with my child!"

Shen Wanqing's wrist was pinched and hurt, and she sighed silently when she saw Yun Xin cast her self-reproachful eyes.

As expected, she still didn't hide her pregnancy.

"As long as Wanwan wants to divorce, I can wait for her." Yufeng did not back down and regarded her as a treasure.

Shen Qiao stood aside in embarrassment, her eyes were red with anger but she didn't dare to say a word.

Ye Zhen cared so much about Shen Wanqing's actions, where did she leave her?
Sure enough, her sixth sense was right, Shen Wanqing had been occupying a position in Ye Zhen's heart all these years, now that she had this child, she would really drive herself away from Ye Zhen!

No, she doesn't allow it!

She has done so many things to make herself look like this, all for the sake of being with Ye Zhen. She managed to snatch Ye Zhen away, how could Shen Wanqing snatch him back!
Ye Zhen frowned, her hawk-like gaze suddenly loosened, and she looked at Yufeng provocatively, "80.00% of Yushi Group's shares will be exchanged for Shen Wanqing."

His tone was relaxed, as if he was doing the cheapest business, treating her like a commodity.

Shen Wanqing's heart ached like swallowing a thousand needles until she trembled all over, a throbbing pain came from her lower abdomen, fine cold sweat broke out on her pale face, she struggled to withdraw the hand held by the two of them, and covered her stomach.

Yufeng hesitated, and at this moment, Yunxin noticed Shen Wanqing's strangeness, and shouted nervously: "Wanqing! What's wrong with you, do you have a stomachache?"

"Hurry up, call the doctor, call the doctor..." Shen Wanqing felt a faint heat welling up from under her body, and her whole body became cold, and she shouted in a trembling voice.

Jiang Rou, who had been standing aside, immediately ran out on high heels to call for someone.

Shen Qiao gritted her teeth secretly, cursing Shen Wanqing from the bottom of her heart, wishing that the child would just die like this.

Ye Zhen's heart trembled, looking at Shen Wanqing's pale face, the arrogance just now dissipated, and a trace of tension quickly flashed across his stern eyebrows.

Yufeng pushed Ye Zhen away and helped Shen Wanqing's shoulder, "How are you, Wanwan?"

"My stomach hurts... I, am I going to lose it?" Shen Wanqing cried in a panic.

"No, no, the doctor will be here soon." Yun Xin shook her head, comforting her.

Ye Zhen stood aside, her indifferent face tensed, and her fists clenched tightly.

Shen Wanqing was terrified. At first she wanted to let go of this child quietly, but now when she really couldn't keep it, she felt as uncomfortable as if a piece had been dug out.

Mother and child are connected, that is her flesh and blood, how can she not feel distressed.

The doctor came quickly with the nurse, and when he saw the crowded people in the ward, he frowned immediately: "You guys go out first!"

Everyone was driven out, but Ye Zhen stood in the ward like a pillar, her tense face was indescribably complicated.

Seeing that he didn't leave, the doctor stared at him: "Are you going to let him be treated?"

Ye Zhen's lips twitched, and she pierced the doctor with sharp eyes, "No matter what, heal her."

After speaking, Ye Zhen let go of her sweaty palms and left the ward.