The cold and charming wife of the ruthless president

"Thank you..." Shen Wanqing sniffed and smiled gratefully at Yunxin.

"Hey..." Yun Xin sighed, and drove silently, slandering Ye Zhen for being hypocritical, driving Shen Wanqing out for Shen Qiao's sake, and even pretending to ask the secretary to call her to pick him up.

Ten minutes later, I arrived at Yunxin's apartment.

Shen Wanqing was curled up on the sofa wrapped in a blanket, the heater was blowing, and the cold room was quickly warmed up.

Yun Xin was making ginger tea to dispel the cold in the kitchen, and said this to Shen Wanqing one after another.

At this time, there was a "ding dong" sound outside the door.

"I'm coming!"

Before Yun Xin could walk out of the kitchen, Shen Wanqing pulled on her slippers and went to open the door.

The door opened, and a face engraved in his mind was imprinted in his pupils. Shen Wanqing froze in place, looking at Yufeng in amazement.

The man was wearing a black windbreaker, with a faint smile on his handsome face, as warm as the sun in winter.

"Yufeng... why are you here?" Shen Wanqing murmured at her, and then scratched her head in embarrassment after asking. At this moment, Yufeng must have come to look for her at Yunxin's house.

"I'll come to see you." As if sensing the unnaturalness in Shen Wanqing's eyes, the man smiled and walked in.

"How do you know I'm here?" Shen Wanqing looked at him in surprise.

"Of course I said it!" Yun Xin came out with the boiled ginger tea, looked at the two people standing at the door and laughed.

"Yunxin said that you moved out, so I'll come and see you." Yufeng explained, looking at her face with longing eyes. He has been busy with company affairs for a while, and they haven't seen each other for more than two months. up.

"Hmm..." Shen Wanqing responded.

"Come in and sit down, I'll bake some egg tarts!" Yun Xin looked at the reserved two, secretly happy in her heart, it seems that she has to work harder to match them!
In Yunxin's opinion, Ye Zhen is not a good match for Shen Wanqing at all, and what makes her most satisfied is Yufeng who has returned to China.

The two sat on the sofa, Yufeng's eyes fell on Shen Wanqing's swollen belly and sank slightly.

"Wanqing, are you really going to give birth to Ye Zhen's child?"

Shen Wanqing lowered her eyes, and slowly stroked her lower abdomen with one hand, her tone was helpless: "Whether you want to have a baby or not, I'm already pregnant..."

"If you don't want to have a baby, I can help you." Yufeng raised his eyes, looked at Shen Wanqing's exquisite profile, and said what was in his heart by accident.

He didn't want her to give birth to Ye Zhen's child, he would be jealous and hate...

"..."

Shen Wanqing frowned, looking at Yufeng's serious face, seeing the glint of prey flashing in his eyes, her heart felt inexplicably tense.

She slowly clenched her fists with her hands on her knees, "I like this child, and I want to give birth to it."

"Ye Zhen doesn't deserve you to have a child for him at all, and Shen Qiao, they..." Yu Feng became short of breath, and eagerly explained all the disadvantages to Shen Wanqing, wanting her to get rid of the child.

But Shen Wanqing shook her head, watching his eyes gradually become indifferent, "Yufeng, this is my child, I am responsible for this life, it has been six months, and it has already taken shape! I can feel it growing every day. It will relax or tense according to my mood."

"You don't understand this feeling of being connected by flesh and blood."

Yufeng pursed his lips tightly, his warm expression was swept away, his eyes flashed with darkness, because the expectation on Shen Wanqing's face became thicker.

She is looking forward to the arrival of this child.

The child of his enemy...

Thinking of this, Yufeng's face became even more gloomy and terrifying.