President, madam, she can't read it anymore

Father Lin opened the window, stood in front of the window and smoked, looking out the window, the sky was getting dark.

But Lin Zihan was quite happy because she had achieved her goal unexpectedly.

Seeing the appearance of her parents, although she was a little dissatisfied, she still held back her temper and coaxed Mother Lin: "Mom! Don't cry. In fact, we are doing this for the sake of my sister. As long as she kills this child, everything will be fine. Same as before."

How could Lin's mother not know this, but when she thought of her daughter being forced to endure such great pain and such persecution, she felt very sad.

I really don't know why, other people's children grow up smoothly, but these two children have suffered so much from childhood to adulthood.

Especially my little daughter, who was fostered in an orphanage since she was a child, and was forced by her father to give to someone she didn't like for her own benefit when she grew up.

But if this person is a normal and good person, it's fine, but this person is Yan Tingchen who everyone is afraid of.

I don't know how much she has suffered. Although she doesn't tell her family, she is her mother. How could she not know, how could she not see?In hindsight, it was hard to meet someone I liked, or was Yan Tingchen forcibly dismantled him.

It is said that during her school days, her life was not good, and she was often excluded. Some time ago, she escaped abroad for some reason.

When she first heard that her little daughter was missing, besides being worried, she was also grateful for her. If she could really escape this trap, it would be good, at least she could get rid of Yan Tingchen.

Although she looked anxious on the surface, she felt relieved in her heart.

But gosh, she still didn't get caught as she wished.

After being arrested, she became pregnant, and now she is about to be forced to have an abortion.

From childhood to adulthood, the daughter has been in a hurry all the way. It seems that she has never forgotten a blessing, and she has never enjoyed the life that a normal child should have.

How can she be so at ease?

"Zihan, didn't you say you wanted to be with Yan Tingchen before? Why did you raise this opinion today and ask him to discuss it with your sister-in-law?"

Mother Lin raised her head to look at her eldest daughter, feeling very suspicious.

"Mom, don't I want my sister to be okay? It's all for her!"

"I'm not interested in my children's affairs. It's not like you don't know Tingchen's temperament. Who knows what he will do to my sister-in-law. Of course, I have to protect her first."

"Is it really?"

Lin Mu looked at her suspiciously.

"Otherwise what would it be like?"

"Didn't you want her to give you a kidney transplant?"

"mom!"

Now Lin Zihan was really angry, "What kind of person am I in your heart? Am I that despicable?"

"It's not...Zihan, mom is not..."

"Okay, stop talking, I don't want to hear it!"

Lin Zihan suddenly remembered her bed, lay down in it, and turned her back to her mother, showing a gesture of rejection.

Mother Lin sighed, and naturally she would not ask any more questions.

After Yan Tingchen came down from upstairs, he sat in his car and made a phone call.

Then sat in silence in the dark, not even turning on the light.

The lighter was lightly pressed and a cigarette was lit.

Thick smoke clouded his cold eyes.

He was hesitant about what to do next, and he didn't know whether his next step was right or wrong.

And I don't know if Lin Nian will hate him after I do this.

These days, his heart has been very distressed, and sometimes he even lost sleep all night. As long as he thinks of the unborn child in her belly, he feels cold all over his body, like a heart thrown in ice water.

But he had never thought of doing something for the child in her womb before, but when Lin Zihan mentioned this matter today, he suddenly felt that he had caught some life-saving straw. For a drowning person, It seems that a straw can save lives.

Hearing these words, he seemed to have a series of irritated emotions, and suddenly thought of a solution. Thinking of this solution, his mood began to ease.

If she wants to kill the child, can he stop thinking about it?
Although he didn't know if he could do this, at least he knew that if the child was still alive, he would never return to his previous life, never to the former Yan Tingchen.

Although he doesn't seem to have changed these days, he knows that his heart is dead, like a walking dead.

But when he thought of the expression and eyes she might show if he forced her to beat the child, he flinched again.

He doesn't want her to hate him, doesn't want her to be hurt.

He always remembered her once lifelike eyes and expression, and he didn't want Lin Nian like this to die from now on.

I don't know what kind of relationship I belong to, I hate her, I want to strangle her to death, but I want to protect her, I want to hide her behind my back, to block all the wind and rain for her.

Taking another puff of the cigarette, he stretched out his hand out the window, flicking the ash, his eyes were very gloomy, just like the weather at this time, the dark clouds were getting lower and lower, and the people outside started to walk back in a hurry.

When he took his last puff, he finally saw a person coming out of the hospital door, and he was waiting.

Seeing Mr. Yan, the man said awkwardly, "Mr. Yan, I kept you waiting for a long time. Did you take it with you?"

Without looking at him, he asked lightly.

"It's already been brought."

The man took a bag containing some pills or something from his pocket and handed it to him.

Yan Tingchen looked at the package in silence for a while, then reached out to the co-pilot.

"Are you okay?" His voice was cold.

"It's all here."

The man took another folded A4 paper from another pocket and handed it to him.

Yan Tingchen looked at him coldly, and put his hand on the passenger seat.

So he didn't say a word, raised the window glass, and kicked the accelerator with a roar.

It turned out that the person standing next to him was startled, and hurriedly took a step back, looking at the car passing away in the dust, without looking back for a long time.

……

After Yan Tingchen drove out of the hospital, the speed of the car kept dropping.

The speed of the car had never been so slow, and he wondered if it was because of some reluctance about his destination.

But no matter how slow the car drives, it will eventually reach its destination.

When he arrived at the hotel where Lin Nian was staying, it started to rain.

Raindrops hit the car windows, and the crackling sound seemed more like the silence inside the car.

There was a blur on the car window, so that he could no longer see the scene outside the window clearly. He stopped the car, did not turn on the windshield wipers, and sat quietly in the car for a while.

Again, he caught a cigarette, and red sparks flickered in the car until it burned out.