After that night, I was pregnant with the billionaire president's child

After leaving the police station, the Ye family left in a car.

Zhou Yuechen even stretched his neck to look.

Lu Nancheng said: "Look again, I really doubt whether you really took a photo of someone's skirt?"

Zhou Yuechen looked back at Lu Nancheng and said, "Nancheng, did you see that? Ayishe's eyes are so similar to Qiao En's, and their figures are similar, too."

Lu Nancheng looked at Zhou Yuechen, "What do you mean?"

"Nancheng." Zhou Yuechen said excitedly: "I suspect Qiao En had plastic surgery, and Ayishe is Qiao En!"

Lu Nancheng: “…”

"Why else would they look so alike? Ayishe must be Jon!"

Lu Nancheng said, "But I heard that when Ye Luohan's mother went abroad, she left Ye Luohan in China and took Ye Luohan's sister, Ayishe, away. Ayishe has always been by Ms. Ma's side. How could it be Qiao En?"

Zhou Yuechen shook his head and said stubbornly, "I must investigate this thoroughly!"

"I advise you to stop messing with Ye Luohan." Lu Nancheng touched the corner of his mouth that was hit by Ye Luohan and said:

"We're going back. You can go back by yourself. Oh, by the way, let me tell you something serious. If you mess with Ye Luohan again next time, I won't care about you anymore, and don't call me again."

On the way, Tang Yue asked Lu Nancheng, "Nancheng, who is the Qiao En you are talking about to Zhou Yuechen?"

Lu Nancheng told Tang Yue, "She was his sweetheart. They were each other's first love. Later, Qiao En suddenly broke up with Zhou Yuechen and left without a trace."

Tang Yue turned to look at Lu Nancheng and asked curiously, "I heard that he abused his wife to death. Is that true?"

Lu Nancheng was driving and looked back at Tang Yue's curious eyes. He tapped her forehead and said, "You didn't even care about my husband when he was beaten."

Lu Nancheng always talked about everything with his wife, including gossip.

Even Lu Nancheng likes to chat about gossip with his wife.

Because when I chatted with my wife about gossip, her eyes sparkled.

He loves when his wife's eyes sparkle.

Because a wife like that is so cute.

Lu Nancheng began to chat with his wife about Zhou Yuechen’s gossip, “After Qiao En left that year, Yuechen got drunk in the bar, and when he woke up in the morning, he found a woman sleeping next to him.

The woman said that Yue Chen had had sex with her and forced Yue Chen to marry her. Later, Yue Chen and the woman got married.

Unexpectedly, a few days later Yue Chen found out that the woman was pregnant, and then Yue Chen discovered that a man was having an affair with the woman.

After investigation, it was found that the woman and her boyfriend colluded to frame Yue Chen in order to cheat Yue Chen's money.

Yue Chen was planning to divorce the woman peacefully, but he didn’t expect that the woman’s boyfriend got into a conflict with her and beat her to death.”

Tang Yue opened her eyes wide, "Then why didn't Zhou Yuechen call the police?"

Lu Nancheng drove the car steadily with one hand, and touched Tang Yue's nose with the other hand and said:

"Of course we reported it. The man went to jail. For the sake of the Zhou family's reputation, the incident was not made known to the media. Later, the outside world, especially you gossipy little girls, spread the rumor that Yue Chen abused his wife to death."

"I see." Tang Yue couldn't help but sigh: "Zhou Yuechen is quite pitiful."

Lu Nancheng turned around and glared at Tang Yue, "How dare you sympathize with other men? Have you ever felt bad when your husband was beaten?"

Tang Yue smiled and said, "I'll boil an egg for you to apply on the skin when I get home."

Lu Nancheng insisted, "That's it?"

Tang Yue smiled and said, "Your mouth is beaten like this, doesn't it hurt to kiss?"

Lu Nancheng gave Tang Yue a flirtatious look and said, "My mouth hurts, but I still need that."

Tang Yue covered her mouth and laughed, "You're not serious. Drive carefully."

"Wife," Lu Nancheng said, "I'm going to give birth next month, and I won't be able to do it for several months. You have to make it up to me in the next few days."