Hiding her pregnant belly and leaving, the CEO's ex-husband cried red eyes

Seeing that she was gradually getting on the right track, Ming Xiyu's eyes flashed with a moment of pride, and he continued.

"So we have to make sure everything is in place. When that day comes, it will be useless for you to regret it. Isn't An Xia a living example of this?"

Song Lanzhi's expression gradually became serious.

The more I think about it, the more I think it’s possible.

"Then tell me what I should do? The woman's belly is almost three months pregnant and the fetus is about to be stable." Song Lanzhi began to get anxious after realizing it belatedly.

"No matter how stable the pregnancy is, it's useless. Things that shouldn't come into this world should be eliminated as soon as possible."

Song Lanzhi looked at her: "What do you mean..."

Ming Xiyu's lips curled up into a cold smile: "There are many accidents in this world. If any one of them happens, the baby in her belly will not be saved."

A hint of hesitation flashed across Song Lanzhi's brows.

"But if they find out and know that it was me who did it, your uncle will definitely be mad at me, and then the relationship between us..."

"They were the ones who did these immoral and unethical things first. The child is gone and it is God's condemnation for them. How does this have anything to do with you?" Ming Xiyu comforted her and had already thought of an excuse for her.

After hearing what she said, Song Lanzhi's worries instantly disappeared.

"Correct."

"Yes."

"They were the ones who betrayed me first. Those who did wrong should be punished!"

After talking with Ming Xiyu, Song Lanzhi felt much better, and the haze that had been around her for many days also dissipated. She became more energetic.

"You are really considerate, unlike An Xia, who is good at talking but is useless!"

Ming Xiyu affectionately put his arm around Song Lanzhi.

"Aunt, although I am not blessed to be your daughter-in-law, you can treat me as your goddaughter. If you have such troubles in the future and you can't find anyone to complain to, then come to me. I have settled in China now. Apart from Beichuan, I have no other friends around me. Life is boring, and I can accompany you to relieve your fatigue."

Song Lanzhi refused.

"You are pregnant with our Lu family's precious grandson. You are the most blessed person. How can you be willing to be a goddaughter? Don't worry, I will do the ideological work in Beichuan. That An Xia will get out of our house sooner or later!"

Compared with Ming Xiyu's thoughtful advice, Song Lanzhi now feels more and more annoyed with An Xia.

The last time she helped him in the mall, the meaning of that time had completely changed in her mind. It was just some verbal effort to manipulate people's hearts.

Song Lanzhi was in a good mood and personally sent Ming Xiyu back to her residence.

When Song Lanzhi saw the house number of Jingtaichuan, she was stunned.

Ming Xiyu noticed her stunned expression and asked with concern, "What's wrong?"

Song Lanzhi pointed to the plaque on the gate and said, "I remember this was the wedding room that Beichuan and Anxia chose when they got married."

This is the largest garden house in Jiangcheng and was Mrs. Lu’s dowry.

Song Lanzhi had always coveted this house when she was young. When Lu Beichuan got married, the old lady gave this house to the couple as their wedding house. She was jealous for a long time. Later, An Xia did not choose this house, but chose the villa in Tianzhu Garden, so she gave up.

This house is now under Lu Beichuan's name.

She had always thought the house was empty.

Unexpectedly, Ming Xiyu is living here now.

Ming Xiyu hooked the hair by her ear and explained, "When I first returned to China, the villa at home was a mess. Not long after that, I got pregnant. Beichuan was worried that I wouldn't be able to take care of the baby in the old house, so he arranged this place for me. What's wrong?"

She asked back.

Song Lanzhi quickly hid her dissatisfaction.

"Nothing. You can stay here. This place is indeed suitable for nurturing the pregnancy." Song Lanzhi maintained superficial calm with a forced smile.

What else can I do? Do you have to say directly that I, as an elder, am jealous of you, a junior, because you snatched the house that I wanted?

Really blind.

Song Lanzhi's mood suddenly became bad again, and she returned to Lu's house without staying for long.

After Ming Xiyu entered the gate, she saw the main courtyard sealed by red ropes. Her eyes turned red and jealousy surged wildly. She suppressed her emotions and turned to the side road to enter the side courtyard with dissatisfaction.

Her assistant was already sitting and waiting in the crowded little room.

Ming Xiyu felt even more unhappy when he saw that he was so tall and strong that he took up a large space in the small room.

"What's wrong? Didn't I tell you not to bother me if you have nothing to do?"

The place Lu Beichuan gave her was originally small, with a small wardrobe that couldn't even hold a season's worth of clothes. A man who was 1.8 meters tall and weighed 180 pounds squeezed in, making the small space even more suffocating.

The assistant had long been accustomed to her condescending tone, so she spoke directly: "Sister Xiyu, have you offended President Lu? The art exhibition tentatively scheduled for the middle of the month has been withdrawn by President Lu himself, and those design resources have also been blocked."

Ming Xiyu's eyes widened instantly: "How is it possible?!"

Seeing that she didn't believe him, the assistant directly opened his mobile phone mailbox and showed the transfer order email he had just received to Ming Xiyu.

"Those brands were not satisfied with your designs in the first place, and now that they don't have Mr. Lu's support, they just replaced them. Several magazine interviews were also replaced."

Ming Xiyu clenched his phone tightly, his eyes widened, wishing he could dedicate himself to every word in the email.

"how so……"

After returning to China three years later, she became a suddenly popular jewelry designer thanks to Lu Beichuan who spent money to promote her.

Her career had finally gotten on the right track and was at its peak. How could she just stop at this moment?

The assistant said, "I asked Assistant Xiao, and he asked me to convey Mr. Lu's intention to you, saying that this is to give you time to reflect on yourself."

Ming Xiyu's expression became increasingly ugly, and the assistant's voice became increasingly weaker, not even daring to breathe.

"Reflect? What do I have to reflect on?"

Ming Xiyu clenched his fists, squeezing so hard that veins appeared on the backs of his hands, turning white.

Suddenly, an idea flashed through my mind.

It's An Xia...

"It's that bitch!" Ming Xiyu locked onto the target almost immediately.

The volume suddenly rose sharply, piercing people's ears. The assistant huddled weakly to one side. Every time Ming Xiyu showed this look, the people around him were the first to suffer.

"She must have said something to Beichuan behind his back." Ming Xiyu gritted her teeth.

"Azhe."

"Ah?" The assistant was called and responded weakly.

"Help me make an appointment with Beichuan. I want to meet him. I want to explain clearly that this is all caused by that bitch behind the scenes!"

Lu Beichuan had said some time ago that Ming Xiyu could not contact him directly unless there was something special. Her assistant Azhe would be in charge of the work.

"Yes……"