Has the wolfish president had enough trouble?

"Yiyi, eat something, you are pregnant." Lan Qing served the meal, but she shook her head, she didn't want to eat, she dared not eat anything now, why would she have a stomachache?

No, she can't have a stomachache.

"Yiyi, drink some water. The doctor said that if you don't eat or drink, your body will be overwhelmed. If you don't think about yourself, you have to think about your two children." Lan Qing already knew about the children. She is also delighted. Every old man hopes to embrace his grandson as soon as possible. The kind of intergenerational family relationship is the closest.

"Yiyi, if you have any problems with the child, then mom doesn't want to live anymore, and mom doesn't want to live anymore." Lan Qing became anxious, facing Lan Jingyi with dull eyes, she was really worried.

Lan Jingyi's heart was beating violently, and she slowly came to her senses. Then, she called Jiang Junyue again, but this time, it was He Zhiling who answered, "Lan Jingyi, after all, Jun Yue It's okay, you come to quarrel with him again, why are you so shameless, you insist on pestering our LaCrosse?"

Such an angry voice, as if Lan Jingyi had committed some heinous crime, but she was not angry, "Auntie, thank you for telling me that he is fine." She said softly, then hung up, and finally Sober up a lot.

Lan Jingyi started to eat, but she seldom spoke and didn't move, she just lay on the bed and looked at the ceiling in a daze, as if she was thinking about something, but she didn't seem to think about anything.

As time passed by so slowly, a bad premonition became stronger and stronger.

Finally, in the silence, her cell phone rang.

The ringtone was so piercing and abrupt, but it was also the call she had been waiting for for a long time.

Lan Jingyi picked it up slowly, and a hoarse male voice came from the other end of the phone. The man spoke fluent French and said in a cold voice: "Lan Jingyi, have you forgotten the agreement? Contact him again. , Next time, Jiang Junyue will die, you will die, your mother will die, and the two children in your belly will die." After finishing speaking, the man hung up the phone directly, and there was no more sound.

Lan Jingyi sat on the bed in a daze, as if she hadn't heard anything just now, but the voice of that person kept repeating in her ears, over and over again, she felt that she was going crazy, her tinnitus burst out, and she covered her ears with her hands , but still couldn't get rid of those annoying voices.

Yes, she was really dazzled by Jiang Junyue's surprise. She forgot the agreement she had signed with her own hands. All were frightened.

Her head began to hurt, and the pain made her break out in a cold sweat.

She hadn't seen him yet, she just answered his phone call, just contacted him, and so many things happened, it seemed that that person had been watching her and Jiang Junyue's every move in the dark, even if she only answered Everyone knows the phone number.

At this time, Lan Jingyi was sitting on the hospital bed, but felt that someone was staring at her, and that gaze made her hair stand on end.

Who is it, who is it?

The first thing she thought of was He Zhiling, but she quickly vetoed it. Even if He Zhiling would attack Lan Qing, what about Jiang Junyue?

Jiang Junyue was her own son, a tiger would not eat a child, no, it wasn't her, it must not be her.

But who could it be but her?

Lu Wentao and Lu Xiaoqi?

It seems that besides this possibility, Lan Jingyi can't think of any other possibility.

It was also at this time that she started to face up to the agreement she had signed. It was indeed signed by herself, but she did not perform it after signing it. In fact, she was also the one who was wrong.

At that time, she only wanted to save her mother, and she was angry with Jiang Junyue, so she signed the paper agreement, but now she regrets it, she really regrets it.

Is regret useful?

She didn't even know who that person was.

Lan Jingyi took the phone and dialed it to Lu Wentao, who picked up the phone almost instantly, "Yiyi, are you looking for me?"

"is that you?"

"What am I?"

"Don't you like to sleep on the bench outside my mother's ward? Did you spill paint on my mother's quilt last night?"

"Oh, Lan Jingyi, I don't know what happened to you, but there is surveillance in the hospital, you can call out the surveillance to check whether I have been to the hospital in the past two days, it seems that God really helped me, I haven’t been to the hospital for some trouble these days.” Said lightly, and then said: “Please come and question me when you have evidence, and besides, do you need my help?”

Lu Wentao's voice was slightly tired, as if he was very tired.

"No." Lan Jingyi hung up directly, if it wasn't Lu Wentao, then who was it?

People are in the dark and she is in the light, even if she thinks about it, she can't think of it.

But, her child, she really can't let the child have another accident, this time it is a stomachache, and the next time it will just cause her to have a miscarriage.

She could have an accident, so how could she be willing to let the child let the mother let Jiang Junyue have an accident?

She couldn't bear to part with each of them.

Lan Jingyi fell into extreme turmoil. Fortunately, Jiang Junyue may have never called because of her injury. What she fears most now is his call. When the time comes, will she answer or not? Why not?

If she answered it, it would ruin all her relatives, but if she didn't answer it, she really wanted to hear his voice, even if it was just a single sound.

I don't know the taste of food, and I can't sleep peacefully.

In a flash, three days have passed.

Lan Jingyi obviously lost a lot of weight. The doctor had informed Lan Qing that she could be discharged from the hospital, or she hadn't found a house yet, so she had to temporarily find a cheaper hotel to stay in. She only stayed for one night, and Lan Qing left Lan Jingyi didn't stop her, she knew her mother's heart, mother wanted to find her father, so let her go, if she couldn't find it, there was always a knot in her heart, just like she couldn't let go of Jiang Junyue at this moment , I can't let it go, but I have to let it go.

What, it's all so contradictory, so chaotic, what should she do?

The phone rang again in her confusion, and when Lan Jingyi saw the number, she almost threw the phone away, she was afraid, very afraid that hearing the voice of that strange man would be her nightmare.

But, can she not answer?

What are the consequences of not answering?

She was afraid, really afraid, afraid that the pool of red paint would turn into the bright red of real blood next time.

The hand that picked up the phone was trembling, listening to the ringtone and looking at the number, her heart was trembling, but she had to pick it up, gritted her teeth, Lan Jingyi held the phone steady and pressed the answer button.

"Jiang Junyue's plane arrives in Paris at ten o'clock tomorrow night. I will give you a chance to break up with him, break his thoughts, and break your own thoughts. Otherwise, you will know the consequences." After finishing speaking, she did not wait for her Yes, over there, hung up again.

To put it bluntly, this was just a phone call to give orders, and she had no right to say no at all. She suddenly hated the agreement she had signed to death.

But who can she blame?

Even if she didn't sign it, with that person's means, she could do it if she wanted to.

It seemed that it was a piece of cake for that person to ask her to die, to ask her mother to die, or even to ask Jiang Junyue to die.

Lan Jingyi suddenly felt very sad, each of them was just a clown in the eyes of that person, and they could pinch them as they wanted.

Without any choice, she has no choice but to comply.

He is coming, is he going to give himself a surprise?

He likes to surprise himself too much, and every surprise he brings to her can make her happy for a long time.

But this surprise will be the last time he brings her.

off.

What happened.

She is not willing to.

Really reluctant.

All of a sudden, I thought that he wouldn't come tomorrow, as long as he didn't come, then there was still a little connection between her and him, but once she came, once she really broke up with him, then, never again any more.

There was a dull pain in her heart, she couldn't sleep no matter what, she only thought that the time would never reach tomorrow night, and she only thought that he would never come.

Even if it's just longing, she is satisfied, because it is a kind of longing for each other. If it is really broken, then only her is longing, and he will hate her.

Besides hating her, how could he give up on her?

He even saw through He Zhiling's method of persecuting her. Can she still act in front of him?

One night, Lan Jingyi didn't close her eyes at all, just sat in the dark thinking about tomorrow's end.

hand, caressing the lower abdomen all the time, the babies want to give her strength so that she can complete everyone's life.

When the morning light came in from the window, Lan Jingyi got out of bed, washed her face, and stood in front of the hotel window like a walking dead. Outside the window, Paris is so beautiful, she still has a lot of places to go. She told Lan Qing that day that she was going to Notre Dame de Paris, the Palace of Versailles, and even the Arc de Triomphe, and there were many other places she wanted to go. poured together.

Thinking of the last time when he came to take her to see the beauty of the moment when the Eiffel Tower was lit up, those surprises often made her feel happy only in the aftertaste.

But now, he will never go with her again, no more.

Even if he wanted her, she didn't dare to try it, just because the consequences were what she didn't want.

She would rather suffer herself than let everyone else suffer.

And for him, it will only be a temporary pain, and there will be an end after the pain.

Lan Jingyi closed her eyes, at this moment, she already had a plan in her heart.

Forgive her, she can only do that.

Forgive her, not because she is cruel, but because her heart is too reluctant to let go.

Wearing a wide-fitting skirt and a pair of slippers, Lan Jingyi strolled on the pedestrian street in Paris. The exotic style was originally so pure and beautiful, but at this moment it could no longer enter her eyes. Her world was about to change. Into darkness, from then on, there is no light.