Flash marriage to a wealthy family, the abstinent president proves love every night

The man's perfect facial features and clear jaw line were in front of his eyes, and Cong Rong's heart stopped for half a beat.

Her whole face instantly turned red like a ripe peach.

She tried to break free, but was held tightly by the man's big hands, and she almost couldn't breathe.

Ji Tingqiu looked at the woman in his arms with cold eyes, and his height of nearly 190 exuded a strong sense of oppression.

"Qingcheng has tens of millions of people, why did you find Ji's family?

"Don't tell me it's just a coincidence!"

Ji Tingqiu is even more sure that she approached him premeditatedly.

"Oh, so you escaped last time to increase your bargaining chips!"

Damn woman!

Thinking of this, his face darkened, and he dragged the woman into the elevator.

After the two left, Hu Jingjing slumped on the ground and felt cold all over.

Cong Rong actually knew Ji's president!

It seems that the relationship between the two is very close.

Ji is always famous for being the king of Hades, and he would actually support a broken shoe.

Hu Jingjing realized later that offending Cong Rong was offending the Ji family.

She is finished!

In the elevator, a familiar scent of bitter orange blossom rushed into Ji Tingqiu's nostrils.

He felt as if he had smelled this fragrance somewhere before.

Ji Tingqiu irritably pushed the woman against the elevator car, and said through gritted teeth,

"I was still a bit lucky about your character, but I really thought too much when I saw you today."

What he hates the most in his life is a woman who is full of scheming.

If it wasn't for making his mother happy, he would have thrown this filthy woman into prison.

"What did you say? I still have work to do and you let go."

Why does he always have an inexplicable hostility towards himself.

Cong Rong struggled and beat, and after a while, fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

Ji Tingqiu's arm remained motionless like a piece of hard iron, but Cong Rong felt like the bones in his hand were about to break.

Every time this man appears, nothing good happens!

She could no longer restrain her hatred.

"I'm in debt to you, but what good does it do you to screw up my job?"

"I won't pay back your money, if you have the ability, kill me!"

Cong Rong closed his eyes in despair.

Why did everyone want to make her feel better, and wanted to trample her to death like an ant.

Then die.

She wanted to go and accompany her father and mother.

The girl's thick eyelashes were wet with tears, and she resigned herself to her fate and remained motionless.

The loved ones are gone, and the ones I love the most are forced to surrender.

Now he has to be humiliated again and again by this pervert.

Why!

Ji Tingqiu looked at the girl in front of him.

She was wearing the most common white chiffon shirt and jeans, her hair was casually tied behind her head, and she had a kind of dusty elegance on her body.

Suddenly, a vague figure flashed in his mind.

The woman in the lighthouse.

Obviously catering to his body calmly, but with a little despair.

After he narrowly escaped death that night, he has been secretly sending people to look for him.

But Qingcheng has a population of tens of millions, so it is not easy to find a woman who does not see her face clearly.

Thinking of this, he felt a little pity for Cong Rong in his heart.

Ji Tingqiu slowly let go of the big hand that was holding the girl's neck.

The moment the elevator door opened, Cong Rong quickly ran out...

At this time, in the reception room of Ji's Planning Department

"All managers please copy the layout plan, and our supervisor will review the plan"

"The group attaches great importance to it this time. The final partner will be confirmed by our new president, and the results will be announced here next Monday!"

The young girl with the high ponytail came in and explained the rules before turning away.

Xiao Ya looked around but couldn't find Cong Rong.

She had no choice but to take out her mobile phone and edit a short message to send...

Ji's downstairs.

Cong Rong sat by a flower bed and vomited while clutching her stomach.

Xiao Ya said that there is nothing to do there for the time being, so she can go back to rest first.

At this time, her stomach was churning again, feeling nauseous.

Last week, she could only eat small desserts, but she liked sour food inexplicably in the first two days.

She almost vomited again when she smelled the hot and sour powder in the hands of passers-by.

Thinking of this, she decided to go to the hospital for an examination.

It probably broke my stomach during those years in the detention center.

In the hospital, at the suggestion of the guidance desk, she went to the gynecology department for a blood test.

"Name! Age!"

"Cong Rong, 22 years old"

"The hcg value is high, you are pregnant, how much is your last menstrual period..."

Stylized inquiries from a middle-aged female doctor...

"Stay or not?"

"I... will not stay"

When asked by the doctor, Cong Rong was stunned for two seconds and replied in a low voice.

"If you don't stay, pay the fee and go to the pharmacy to get the medicine.

However, your hcg value and progesterone are very high just over a month ago, maybe you have twins, you can wait until the fetal heart rate comes out before making a decision! "

The female doctor saw that she was young, and her tone was a little more gentle.

The moment she found out she was pregnant, Cong Rong's mind buzzed.

She moved out of the room step by step like a marionette.

Cong Rong didn't understand why she was always the unlucky one.

She never thought that she got hit that night, it was her first time.

Recalling that Jing Ze tried his best to endure, he said that he would save the best night for their wedding night.

But, everything went wrong...

Cong Rong sat on the waiting chair in the hospital lobby and sobbed softly, ignoring the eyes of others.

At this time, at the gate of the hospital, a couple's quarrel attracted her.

"A pack of diapers for a baby costs more than 100 yuan, and there are three or four hundred barrels of milk powder. We have no money to raise our children..."

After the wife finished speaking, her eyes were red and she was stroking her belly with reluctance.

Cong Rong subconsciously glanced at her flat stomach.

She couldn't afford it either, and she even had difficulty living by herself.

Cong Rong got up and planned to find a doctor to prescribe medicine to drain away.

When passing the corner of the stairs, a couple was hugging each other tightly.

"My wife's doctor said that the two embryo sacs transplanted survived, and we will have twin daughters in the future. You are so great!"

The middle-aged man held his wife tightly in his arms and wept with joy.

"Think about it, two identical little guys, playing together, braiding the same hair, wearing the same clothes..."

Cong Rong suddenly remembered that the doctor had just said that she might also be pregnant with twins.

Probably because it is easier to empathize after pregnancy, she was infected by the joy of the couple.

There was a glimmer of expectation in her heart.

In the past few years, she has been muddled in the dark quagmire, and she is neither a ghost nor a ghost.

Perhaps the two children came to redeem her.

A faint smile gradually appeared on Cong Rong's brows and eyes.

She has to work hard to feed the baby.

At night, Cong Rong lay on the bed and calculated her savings.

At present, the total is 8 yuan, and she can buy a good cemetery with [-] yuan left.

A hurried doorbell rang.

Seeing the man who looked like a door god at the door again, Cong Rong felt extremely regretful.

She hated herself for being so brainless why she opened the door.

Ji Tingqiu took a survey around the house, the small house of more than ten square meters was not big, and the room was very warmly furnished.

There was also a familiar scent of bitter orange blossom in the room.

He raised his hand and glanced at his watch, then walked straight into the room.

When Cong Rong finally recovered from the astonishment of opening the door,

The man was already leaning on the back of the sofa with his legs crossed, as if he was the owner of the house.

It has to be said that some people don't need to speak, just sitting there has the aura of a king.

"This is an agreement. After reading it, sign it if there is no objection."

Ji Tingqiu coldly threw the agreement on the coffee table.

This woman was full of stains, and he never thought that he would marry such a person as his wife.

Thinking of his mother's body, he compromised.

protocol?

Cong Rong was shocked when he took the document and saw the contents above.

Marriage by agreement?

The man offered a sky-high remuneration contract.

"Aren't you a creditor of my father's company? Why do you give me so much money?

"I hired you to make my mother happy," Ji Tingqiu's eyes were like cold pools,

"In the future, we will be lovers and husbands and wives in front of my mother, and we will not interfere with each other's private life after marriage."

"You want me to pretend to be your wife?"

Cong Rong has not recovered from his agreement.

1000 million!She had never dreamed of so many zeros.

Ji Tingqiu looked at the shocked girl with disdain.

"Be aware of your humble status, and don't have any illusions that you shouldn't have. When the contract expires, you can get the money."

After speaking, he took out a black card and put it on the coffee table.

"Xinghe Plaza, you can pay directly for any consumption, don't lose the value of Ji's family."

He endured patience and explained clearly to the woman, then fell asleep with his eyes closed.

Last time, when someone got lost under his nose, Hua Anyue didn't give him a good face for a week.

Today, in order to make sure everything is safe, Ji Tingqiu decided to stand guard and watch in person.

"You sleep here tonight?"

Cong Rong was dumbfounded.