Forced teasing! Secret coaxing! I'm pregnant with the world's richest man's baby

She thought these words could stimulate Luo Xingkong, but in fact they did not.

Luo Xingkong nodded helplessly: "Yes, that's true."

Seeing that she was not affected by his words at all, Sheng Yiyi bit her lower lip reluctantly.

"Can you take your measurements, Miss Ye?"

Sheng Yiyi wanted to say something else, but suddenly realized that Yan Beichen could no longer stimulate her at all.

Could it be that in four years, she had really completely removed Yan Beichen from her heart?

"Luo Xingkong, do you think I will believe you if you pretend not to care at all?"

Luo Xingkong directly pulled out the measuring tape and measured Sheng Yiyi's dimensions.

"What are you doing!?"

Sheng Yiyi almost lost her balance when she was suddenly pulled.

Luo Xingkong ignored her and started taking measurements.

Sheng Yiyi didn't believe she didn't have Yan Beichen in her heart, and continued to sneer: "Luo Xingkong, do you know why Yan Beichen never came to you in the past few years since you left?"

Luo Xingkong still turned a deaf ear and only focused on his measurement work.

"Because he knows that you have recovered your memory and remembered the death of your grandma and brother, so you hate him!"

Luo Xingkong's measuring hand paused slightly.

Thinking of the deaths of grandma and Xingchen, the hatred surged into my heart again.

"He clearly knows that after you have recovered your memory, you will no longer be foolish enough to be a plaything by his side, so after knowing that you left, he didn't even bother to look for you anymore." Sheng Yiyi continued.

"That's right. After all, I personally killed your grandma and brother. How can I have the face to let you come back to him again?"

Luo Xingkong moved quickly because he didn't want to stay here any longer and listen to her nonsense.

She took note of the measurements one by one and put away the measuring tape.

"The measurements have been taken. If Miss Ye has any further questions or requirements about the wedding dress design, you can contact me at any time." After that, he packed his bag and left.

"Luo Xingkong!" Seeing that she was about to leave, Sheng Yiyi quickly stopped her and deliberately provoked her: "Have you ever thought that you are actually to blame for all this? In the final analysis, it was you who killed you. Grandma and brother know!"

Hearing this, Luo Xingkong froze in place stiffly.

"If you hadn't been entangled with Chang Yuehan at that time, Yan Beichen wouldn't have been angry at all, and he wouldn't have deliberately told the old lady about your brother's death just to get back at you!"

Hearing these words again, Luo Xingkong's face turned pale.

As expected, it was Yan Beichen who told his grandma about Xingchen's death, which made her unable to bear the bad news and passed away.

Thinking of the deaths of grandma and Xingchen, Luo Xingkong clenched his fists unconsciously.

Seeing that her expression finally changed, Sheng Yiyi curled up her lips proudly.

"Why do you think Yanbeichen took you and your child back during the period when you lost your memory? It was because he knew that you were the person at the Diwei Hotel that night, and knew that your child was his flesh and blood, Yanbeichen. But he He doesn't love you," Sheng Yiyi said, deliberately approaching Luo Xingkong: "That's why he doesn't care about your family at all. In order to get revenge on you, he won't let you have an easy life, even if he kills two of your closest relatives at once. It doesn’t matter!”

Those words were like a cold sword that instantly penetrated Luo Xingkong's heart!

Yes, she couldn't figure it out back then. Why did Yan Beichen do this? Why did he kill his grandma and Xingchen? Was it because he simply didn't want her to feel better? Just because of his own selfish desires, he did not hesitate to kill his grandmother and Xingchen?

Luo Xingkong's heart stung, and the hands hanging by his sides clenched tighter and tighter.

Seeing the tears in her eyes, the smile on Sheng Yiyi's lips deepened.

But soon, Luo Xingkong put away his emotions, and his red eyes returned to calm in an instant.

Glancing at Sheng Yiyi coldly, she turned and left.

Her too calm reaction made Sheng Yiyi feel like she had punched cotton.

It doesn't matter, anyway, she is about to become Mrs. Yan, and she, Luo Xingkong, will never have anything to do with Yan Beichen in her life!

After leaving the night house, Luo Xingkong's cell phone rang.

It was from Chang Yuehan.

After several hours of investigation, he could not find out which hospital his adoptive mother was transferred to. He even had people check the hospitals in Yucheng one by one, but there was no record of Leng Qiuya's admission.

He felt something was wrong. If he simply didn't want the stars to visit him, there would be no need to go to such trouble and mystery.

"Are you saying that Aunt Ye's admission records can't be found in all the hospitals in Nancheng and Yucheng?"

"Ah."

Luo Xingkong's hand pulling the car door suddenly stopped, and then he turned back to look at the Ye family mansion behind him.

What the maid said suddenly echoed in my ears: Our eldest lady is wiping Madam’s body...

Could it be that Aunt Ye was taken directly home to recuperate?

"She should be taken home."

She really wanted to visit Aunt Ye, but Luo Xingkong knew that now that she was at Ye's house, she was afraid she wouldn't even get a chance to visit Aunt Ye.

Neither Sheng Yiyi nor Uncle Ye would allow her to visit.

Chang Yuehan frowned slightly, a little surprised: "Take him home?"

"Ah."

"How did you know?" She should have gone to measure the bride at this moment.

"That bride is Sheng Yiyi."

Hearing this, Chang Yuehan was shocked!

Sheng Yiyi?

So what she wants to design this time is Sheng Yiyi’s wedding dress?

"I just came out of Ye's house," Luo Xingkong said, opening the car door.

Thinking that Sheng Yiyi was going to marry Yan Beichen, Chang Yuehan was a little worried about her: "Are you going to design a wedding dress for her?"

On the contrary, Luo Xingkong was bearish. With a design fee of 100 million, who would have trouble with money.

She smiled softly and joked: "Otherwise, I can't afford the 200 million default fee!"

"I can help you." He was still worried about her and didn't want her to design a wedding dress for Sheng Yiyi.

"No." This time it was Mrs. Linglan who introduced me, and it was hard for her to refuse: "I'm fine, don't worry."

"But..." Of course it doesn't matter if it's someone else, but the person Sheng Yiyi wants to marry is Yan Beichen.

"Don't worry, I just want to make money!" She chuckled and started the car.

The car drove past the wall of the overnight residence, and the house to the west was looming through the fence entangled with vines.

She changed the topic: "By the way, is it really okay for Aunt Ye to be treated at home?"

No matter how good the conditions at home are, it is definitely not as convenient as receiving treatment in the hospital.

Chang Yuehan was thinking about this problem just now, but he was distracted by the fact that she was going to make Sheng Yiyi's wedding dress.

It's strange. If the adoptive mother was taken home, it would be even less likely that Xingxing would have the opportunity to visit. But why would the adoptive father deliberately hide it?

There's absolutely no need for that, right?