Mr. Fu, please stop being abusive. Madam has already signed the divorce papers.

Which pot is not open to mention which pot!

The old lady who was the cleaner watched her get into the car, patted her chest, and breathed a sigh of relief.

Why is this girl's eyes so scary?

She was not happy that she was pregnant with a big fat boy.

Even if you want a daughter, you don't have to look at her like this, right?

In the car, Lin Yinuan ordered the driver to go directly back to the capital.

Not long after she was arrested, she was released on bail pending trial. This time she came to Jiangcheng to be summoned.

She sat leaning against the back of the chair, feeling like a continuous rainy day in the north, with dark clouds covering the sky, pattering, dull and depressing.

Just like her life, she was blocked by a huge boulder and could see the end at a glance.

Nothing to be happy about.

When she found out she was pregnant in the detention center, she couldn't believe it.

Recalling what happened in the garage that night, Lin Yinuan felt sick and wanted to kill it.

But, no.

Because she still has to rely on this scoundrel to be released on bail pending trial, have her sentence reduced, and serve her sentence outside of prison...

She still had to give birth to it!

Lin Yinuan clenched his fists.

After returning to Huo's house, a friend invited her out for a party, and she heard people talking about her, saying that she was ruthless, ambitious, vain, and shameless...

From then on, whenever she saw someone whispering to each other, she felt like they were talking about her.

As long as someone is looking at her, she feels like that person is mocking her in his heart.

How many nights did she stare at her belly, and it took a lot of effort to restrain herself from stabbing it with a knife.

But there was nothing she could do to change her current situation.

She can't do anything now, otherwise it will only increase the court's sentencing!

She is really powerless!

Wen Liang... would be happy if he knew she was in this situation, right? !

……

When Wen Liang returned home, he saw an older child and a younger one sitting on the sofa. The older one was working on a laptop and the younger one was watching cartoons.

She was stunned, put on her slippers and walked over, "How did you get in?"

"I know the password duck." Fu Shifan said with a smile.

"Do you know the password?" He paused warmly and looked at Fu Shifan with a smile.

"Uh-huh……"

When Fu Shifan saw the expression on Wen Liang's face, he felt a thump in his heart and secretly thought it was not good.

Revealed!

"Then you squatted in front of my house last time?" Wen Liangpi raised his eyebrows with a smile and sat down next to Fu Shifan.

It's as pitiful as a little mushroom.

So she did it on purpose?

"Hey... hehe..." Fu Shifan laughed dryly and moved to the side, "I, I, I... I didn't... I didn't think of it last time..."

"Do I have the word 'so confusing' written on my face?"

Seeing that he couldn't fool him, Fu Shifan had no choice but to use his trump card——

She threw herself into Wen Liang's arms with a smile, pouted, blinked her big black eyes, and said innocently, "Aunt... I didn't mean it, I was so afraid you would hate me..."

"So you just pretend to be pitiful?" Wen Liang made a stern face.

"I was wrong." Fu Shifan quickly admitted his mistake and buried himself in the warm body and rubbed hard, "I was wrong, aunt, please don't be angry with me. I will definitely listen to you in the future..."

"You -" Wen Liang held her two little cheeks with both hands, they were tender and soft, and he was reluctant to let go, "I really can't do anything to you."

Fu Zheng watched the interaction between the two with tenderness in his eyes.

She has a wife, a daughter, and an unborn child in her belly. How happy a family of four is.

If only there weren't those who want to break them up.

Thinking of Ilia, Fu Zheng's eyes flashed.

Yan Huai obviously didn't want Ilia to stay in Jiangcheng.

Xie Zhen also had the idea of ​​sending Ilia back to Philadelphia.

He just needs to add fuel to the fire.

"Why are you here?" Wen Liang asked.

"I came here to play duck with you."

"Where have you been this afternoon?" Fu Zheng raised his eyes to glance at her, then lowered his head to look at the computer.

"I went to the police station. Chu Siyi is dead. The case ends here..."

After saying that, Wen Liang glanced at Fu Zheng and said, "Hey."

"Huh?" He looked up.

"Miss Chu is dead."

"I know, the first seven are over."

Wen Liang: "..."

"Aren't you sad at all? Sad? After all, you have been getting along with me for so long..."

"You want me to be sad?" Fu Zheng looked at her with raised eyebrows.

Wen Liang pursed her lips, remained silent, and turned to talk to Fu Shifan.

Fu Zheng laughed, stood up and sat down on the other side of Wen Liang, "Do you want to hear the truth from me?"

"You like to talk or not."

Fu Zheng smiled, came over, whispered in her ear, "I just felt a little emotional when I found out she died."

"Only emotions?"

Wen Liang looked at him sideways.

"It's a pity."

"pity?"

"Well, it's a pity that she died too late. If she had died earlier and I hadn't been deceived by her, maybe we would have been together long ago."

When her father died and she was alone, he stayed with Chu Siyi, one of her father's murderers, in the hospital.

The two did not know each other at that time.

Just thinking about it now makes me feel bad for her.

This is probably a regret that will never be erased from his heart.

Wen Liang snorted softly, "Even without her, you would definitely not look down on me at that time..."

"It's not like this again, how do you know I don't like you?"

"At that time, the way you looked at me was as unwavering as looking at a piece of wood."

At that time, she had low self-esteem and was cautious, but wasn't she just like a piece of wood?

Fu Zheng raised his eyebrows, "Wen Xiaoliang, do you still remember things that happened so long ago? It seems that you have been observing me a lot?"

Wen Liang's heart skipped a beat and he looked away, "I just remembered it for a moment. Who was observing you?"

"Wen Xiaoliang," Fu Zheng came closer and bit her ear, "Didn't anyone tell you that you always feel guilty when you lie? Have you started paying attention to me a long time ago? Huh?"

Wen Liang's body felt like an electric shock, and he shrank his neck and said, "You are really narcissistic."

Fu Zheng continued to guess, "Why don't you like eating black forest cakes now? Did I give you one as a gift back then, so you liked eating it? Later I found out that Miss Chu liked it, but you didn't like it anymore?"

Wen Liang held his breath and looked surprised, "Fu Zheng, are you too imaginative? Why don't you give me a cake and I like to eat it? You really know how to put gold on your face. People's tastes are good. There have been changes, just like I don’t like eating mutton now.”

Fu Zheng raised his eyebrows, "Maybe."

He didn't think deeply about it.

Fu Zheng added, "I just saw your appointment form, and I will go with you for a prenatal check-up tomorrow."

"Oh."

She let out a breath without leaving any trace.

Wen Liang didn't want to hide the pregnancy from him.

But now that he mentioned it, Wen Liang said, "We will raise this child together, and his surname will be mine."

"As long as it's mine."

"Ah."