After being plotted against by my best friend, I got into trouble with the domineering president

"Change from southeast to northwest, the world is very simple, it's just a kindergarten-" Wen Qing sang softly, while a cheerful children's song was played on her mobile phone. Her body swayed lightly to the rhythm of the music, like a lively early childhood educator leading the children in her class to dance.

She was surprised, too, at how quickly she accepted and adapted to her pregnancy, how quickly she completed the transition from girl to mother. As if just overnight, she had completely positioned herself in the role of mother. And because of her dream last night, she firmly believed that she was carrying two lovely daughters in her belly.

Wen Qing will always remember the day when her mother and aunt died in a car accident. She was still so young at that time and did not understand what it meant when the electrocardiogram turned into horizontal lines. But after that, she and Wen Nuan no longer had a mother, their father no longer had a wife, and there was no longer a hostess in their home. That day, the world collapsed in front of her eyes, and her world no longer had any color.

But today, she found the joy of life again and felt the warmth of the world again. She believed that these two little guys in her belly would be the new color of her life and the whole of her future.

Wen Qing found that her mood in her life had never been so peaceful and joyful as now.

However, the sudden ringing of her cell phone interrupted her thoughts. It was an unfamiliar number. Wen Qing frowned slightly. Who could it be?

She gently pressed the answer button and asked in a gentle tone: "Hello, who are you?"

A female voice came from the other end of the phone, with a hint of disdain and imperceptible arrogance in her voice, "Ms. Wen, this is Anya."

Wen Qing's heartbeat instantly accelerated a few beats. This name caught her off guard. "Miss An...what's the matter with you?" Wen Qing tried her best to stay calm, but her words revealed some doubts and uneasiness.

Wen Qing originally wanted to ask Anya how she knew her phone number, but the daughter of An's Group and the future young lady of Lu's Group wanted to know what was so difficult about someone's phone number? Thinking of this, Wen Qing did not ask any questions.

"Miss An, do you have any advice?" Wen Qing spoke slowly, feeling a little nervous inside.

"My fiancé, Lu Qian, the head of the Lu Group, is driving to find you right now." Anya's tone was full of threats that could not be ignored.

Wen Qing's heart skipped a beat, and she immediately became nervous, with a tremor in her voice, "I...I won't see him!"

"No... you must see him! Otherwise, he will never give up. Have you heard the story about Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty, Mrs. Li, Miss Wen?" Anya's words were full of coldness and determination.

How could Wen Qing not be familiar with that story that has been passed down for thousands of years? Although Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty had countless women in his life, Mrs. Li was undoubtedly his true love. She was the northern beauty who made Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty think about her day and night and would never forget her until his death. At the last moment of her life, Mrs. Li resolutely refused the visit of Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty. She knew very well that "love fades while love fades".

After Mrs. Li's death, Emperor Wu's thoughts and memories of her deepened. It was an emotion that transcended life and death and was engraved in his heart. He could not forget Mrs. Li's beauty, elegance and kindness, nor could he forget the warmth and sweetness he once had. She died when Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty loved her the most, and she deeply understood the Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty's thoughts, and continued her honor and favor even after her death.

Anya took Mrs. Li as an example. No matter how stupid Wen Qing was, how could she not hear that he was ridiculing her?

"I want you to see more than just him. You can do whatever you want without being formal. Just like the last time you met, you just need to cut off all his thoughts and give him any illusions and thoughts when you part. Hope. Miss Wen, I believe you and I both understand the complexity of people’s hearts. The emotional world of three people is too crowded, and I don’t believe you, Miss Wen, can handle it with ease and enjoy it, right? Thank you for your hard work!"

Anya finished speaking, followed by a busy signal of hanging up the phone, leaving Wen Qing no chance to react.

Wen Qing's eyes were like drifting fallen leaves, unconsciously cast into the distance through the window. Her hand, like a lonely swallow, caressed her still flat belly, which held her unspeakable secret. Her heart was like a stage carrying a heavy burden, becoming heavy and confused in an instant.

An indescribable selfishness suddenly emerged in her heart. She wanted to selfishly keep Lu Qian, that man, regardless of anyone's feelings and opinions. He was like a familiar and long poem that made her heart Can't let go.

But Wen Qing couldn't help but laugh at herself, why did she try to keep him? Just because of the child in the belly? Such a reason is undoubtedly a blasphemy against their feelings.

If she uses this method and uses her child as a bargaining chip to force Lu Qian to change her mind, then she will spend the rest of her life in shame and self-blame. Every silent night, when she faces the mirror and looks at her aging face, how will she evaluate herself? Her children, who must have the most innocent smiles in the world, what would they think of their mother? When they grow up, have independent thoughts and the ability to distinguish right from wrong, and when they know that their mother used this method to retain their father, how will they face this cruel fact? Will they feel heartbroken, or will they shake their heads and sigh helplessly?

Wen Qing didn't dare to think about it anymore. She knew that this would be a pain in her heart that could never be repaired.