What should I do if my ex-boyfriend is pregnant with my child?

"Boss, this baby sheep looks a bit like you..."

Hearing this, Ji Yanqing's hand holding Yangbao trembled slightly, and quickly recovered her composure, with the same gentle and indifferent look on her face, "President Zhou just joked."

Song Yang didn't feel that he was similar to this fat boy, so he stabbed Zhou Huayu with a sharp knife.

You talk too much.Zhou Huayu finished talking about himself in his heart, pretending that what he just said was not what he said.

"Dad, am I similar to this big uncle?"

If in the past, there were a hundred thousand reasons for Yang Bao, Ji Yanqing would have answered patiently and earnestly, never perfunctory Yang Bao, but today he was guilty of this question, and he knew the answer without looking carefully at Song Yang.

"Does Bao Yang look like it?" Ji Yanqing asked gently.

Bao Yang's head stretched slightly towards Song Yang, his big round eyes were very clever, and his eyes were full of serious curiosity, but he was young after all, so he didn't see anything like it, so he retracted into Ji Yanqing's arms slightly disappointed inside.

Ji Yanqing had a panoramic view of Yang Bao's expression, her mood was complicated, could it be the nature of father and son?Stretching out his hand to touch Yang Bao's head, there was a tenderness to coax the child. Song Yang hated this fat boy who took advantage of Ji Yanqing's tenderness even more.

In the past when they were together, Ji Yanqing was always indifferent when he was allowed to act coquettishly and cheaply. Where has he seen the gentleness of today?Song Yang couldn't restrain the sour water in his heart, and he suppressed it hard.

Today's Ji Yanqing has a child and a gentle family smile, but he is the only one still stuck in the past, unable to extricate himself.

Song Yang only felt that Ji Yanqing's gentle piercing eyes hurt him, and then he thought of something, and smiled coldly, since you are back this time, you won't just walk away like five years ago.

Zhou Huayu caught a glimpse of the boss's sneer, and suddenly a chill ran up his spine. Before he could open his mouth, the boss turned his head and strode away.Zhou Huayu couldn't figure it out, the boss is a little crazy today!Embarrassed, he nodded and smiled at Ji Yanqing, and hurriedly followed the boss.

"The cooperation case has been postponed." Song Yang's tone was uncompromising.

"But boss, this is a big deal." Zhou Huayu was not happy, and after thinking about it, he said: "My team has been preparing for this for half a year. I said at the beginning that Yaoxing has the right to make all decisions."

Zhou Huayu graduated from Tsinghua University, Gao Songyang four years, then went abroad to study MBA, returned to Beijing and directly joined the Song Corporation, with outstanding work ability, the Song Corporation opened an entertainment company, directly sent Zhou Huayu over, agreed to Song The Group cannot interfere in the daily affairs of Shining Star.

No matter how amiable Zhou Huayu is in private, but in business affairs, especially the president of a company, a major cooperation project cannot be delayed because of Song Yang's personal grievances.

"Boss, you're a businessman." So don't do such stupid things.

Song Yang heard the meaning of Zhou Huayu's words, and his cold expression softened a bit.

"Leave all the plans of the cooperation case to me, I want to know more about Mr. Ji first." Song Yang raised his eyes, and the rain outside the floor-to-ceiling windows was getting heavier, and asked casually sideways: "Have you arranged a driver for Mr. Ji? "

Zhou Huayu was even more sure that Song Yang had a relationship with Ji Yanqing, and the relationship was not ordinary.

"It's arranged, the hotel is Chunxi near the company."

"Transfer to Hilton." Song Yang stared at the rain outside the window and said expressionlessly.

Chunxi is a four-star hotel, which is close to the company and convenient for negotiation and cooperation.But Song Yang is very picky and lives in Hilton which is farther away.Zhou Huayu immediately had a headache, why should a president like him worry about such things that a secretary should do? !

But he nodded and let Linda arrange it.

Zhou Huayu is gay and has a sensitive sense of touch. Zhou Huayu also noticed Song Yang's abnormality today. At the end of the inexplicable call, he added a sentence to arrange Ji Yanqing's room next to Song Yang.

Staring at the boss who looked at the plan with a cold face, Zhou Huayu had a headache. It was supposed to be done in a week, but now it seems that the boss's return to Beijing will be postponed. What kind of thing is this!

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In the back seat of the car, Yang Bao was holding a water cup and drinking water.

Ji Yanqing couldn't help being dazed when he saw it, and the image of another person drinking water flashed through his mind, and it was the same. After playing the ball, his forehead was sweating, and he leaned his neck up and gulped down a few mouthfuls. The water wet the T-shirt along his neck. In the end, I poured half of the bottle on my head, and then deliberately rubbed against him, playing tricks------

"Dear, do you think your husband and I are so sexy!"

"Ah! I'm so handsome by myself, hurry up and give me a kiss!"

"If you don't give me a kiss, I will rub you wet..."

Playing cute and cheating is the opponent's forte. He looked calm, but he was actually quite happy. The water droplets rolling on his skin from the sun set off the opponent's facial features as if coated with a halo, sexy and handsome.But he also knew how aggressive this person was, as long as he dared to show a smile, this person would definitely come to him, and he would be in heat regardless of the occasion. He was a little embarrassed and afraid of being seen.

The car stopped, and Ji Yanqing found herself immersed in the memories of her previous contacts again.

"Reached?"

It was originally here, but I just answered the phone and now I have to go in the opposite direction.The driver obeyed the order, "There is no Mr. Ji yet."

The car restarted, and Ji Yanqing turned his attention to Yangbao. The little guy just finished drinking the water, as if he had eaten some honey, he let out a sweet sound, with a satisfied expression on his face.

Ji Yanqing just laughed, thinking in her heart that she was exactly the same as that person.

"Father, I drank it all up." He looked for praise, but his eyes blinked cleverly.

"Okay." Ji Yanqing said calmly, but focused on Yang Bao. Sure enough, the little guy couldn't bear his temper, and leaned over, kissed him on the face with his small mouth, blinked, and said softly, "Dad , Bao Yang wants to eat ice cream."

Ji Yanqing rolled her eyes to please her coquettish son.

This kid fully understands his strengths, coaxing Mrs. Polly from ear to ear when he is abroad, but he always saves a portion of delicious food, and his talent for attracting people is exactly the same as that guy.

"You can have a small cup after dinner." Seeing that Yang Bao's eyes looked like stars, Ji Yanqing finished speaking with a smile, "But I have a small bowl of carrots for dinner."

Bao Yang's happy face suddenly became stuck.

With a big face, he accused his father of being unruly and willful with unbelievable eyes filled with stars.

Ji Yanqing didn't try to coax her, letting Yang Bao struggle back and forth between ice cream and carrots, and finally made a painful choice.

"Deal!" Yang Bao said simply, but his big face was full of reluctance, and he muttered softly, "Dad, I'm not a rabbit, why do I eat carrots?"

Ji Yanqing just scratched Yang Bao's nose.

When we arrived at the hotel, the rain had stopped. After settling in, Ji Yanqing took a bath for Yangbao first. This kid jumped up and down on the bed with his bare buttocks to find his little doll. He could play with a group of people by himself. .

Turning on the shower head, the water flowed over the body. Ji Yanqing's thin-looking body is actually very material, with tight skin, a thin layer of muscle, well-organized, straight and slender legs, flat and firm lower abdomen, but there is a surgical scar... .....

That's where Yangbao came out.

Yangbao was born by him.

Unbelievable, but true.

When he came out of the bathroom, Yang Bao was already asleep, wearing a yellow duck vest and panties, his limbs were open, revealing his white and round belly, and he was holding a ravaged and wrinkled carrot puppet in his hand. Hate.

Eat once and fight once.

Ji Yanqing laughed and shook her head.

He was also sleepy, after a long-distance flight, and just went through such a meeting, the whole person was mentally exhausted, and when he got into bed, the fleshy fat boy rolled into his arms automatically, pouting and talking in sleep, Ji Yanqing listened What he said clearly made his laughing chest vibrate slightly.

I am not a rabbit.

Carrots are really destructive, holding Bao Yang, Ji Yanqing fell asleep.

In the dream, I went back to that early summer.

The other party smiled flamboyantly, slantingly, and naughty, but his bright and serious eyes stood in front of him like the brightest stars in the sky.

My name is Song Yang, Song of Song Ci, Yang of Zhang Yang, do you remember?

It was late in the evening when he woke up again, and Bao Yang had already woken up. He had just come back from peeing in his own little slippers, and was lying on the bedside staring at his father, chattering, studying what he looked like.

Dad, like him, has two eyebrows and two eyes, which is the most similar.

When Ji Yanqing opened her eyes, she saw Yang Bao's bright eyes, just like the people in the dream, they were bright, the pupils were very black and bright, when she looked at you seriously, it seemed to be able to suck you in, eyes with stars.

"Dad, ice cream!" Bao Yang reminded his father loudly when he woke up.

Ji Yanqing rubbed Yang Bao's soft hair, and said in a relaxed tone, "Okay, get dressed and go eat."

Yang Bao went to look through the small closet, and his calf was running happily. After a while, he prepared his little clothes and put them on the bed one by one, so that his father would wear them for him.

Ji Yanqing has long been used to it. When she was more than one year old, Yang Bao already knew how to make up her mind about what to wear, and would say no to clothes that didn't suit her wishes.

"Smelly sheep treasure."

Yang Bao felt that his father was praising him, so he smiled with a row of glutinous rice and small white teeth.

Little yellow duck T-shirt, panda black and white overalls, when Yang Bao passed the restaurant, he got the attention of many ladies.

My face was wrinkled when I heard Dad talk about the carrot set meal for children, but I still didn’t make trouble and said not to eat it for the sake of ice cream.

"Big uncle!" Yang Bao shouted with bright eyes.

Ji Yanqing flipped through the menu and saw Song Yang coming this way, "Just order another vegetable porridge and fruit salad."

Song Yang had already arrived at the dining table, and naturally sat on the chair next to Ji Yanqing.

"A cup of water."

After the waiter went down, the atmosphere at the dinner table was a little quiet.

Ji Yanqing opened his mouth and ventriloquized several times, but he still couldn't say a word of greeting.

"I'm not having a good time." Song Yang said.

Ji Yanqing looked over, the corners of Song Yang's lips curled up with a hint of sarcasm, and Ji Yanqing's fingertips felt cold all of a sudden.

"You don't want to ask how I've lived in the five years since you abandoned me." Song Yang's bright eyes were very sharp at the moment, and he looked sharply at Ji Yanqing.

Ji Yanqing shook her hand, and the water glass fell down, spilling all over her body.

"I'm going to the bathroom." Ji Yanqing's tone was indifferent, but the back of her hastily leaving seemed to be running away in a hurry.

Only Yang Bao and Song Yang were left on the table.

Yang Bao tilted his head and looked at Song Yang. Song Yang, who was originally sarcastic and sharp, felt a little restrained. He thought to himself, little fat man, but restrained his hostility.

"Uncle, are you angry with my father?"

The words that were supposed to be yes were swallowed by Yang Bao's serious eyes, Song Yang said a little annoyed, "I'm playing with your father, I'm not angry."

"Oh." Young Master Yang Bao breathed a sigh of relief, and said in a childish voice: "That's good, I like you, if you get angry with Dad, I can't like you anymore."

Who cares that you like it.

Song Yang pouted, but did not refute.

The waiter served the meal. On the children's plate, the chef skillfully made a rabbit made of rice, and there was a carrot shape next to it. It looked exquisite, cute and full of childishness.

But Yang Bao had a painful look on his face.

Song Yang was very happy in his heart. Carrots are such a big killer, he should feed the little fat man a few more mouthfuls.

"I'm not a rabbit, why should I eat carrots?"

"I'm obviously a sheep, so I should eat meat."

Bao Yang sought Song Yang's approval seriously, "Sheep shouldn't eat more meat."

Song Yang thought to himself that your sheep eat meat!He didn't want to recruit a child, but when he thought that this was Ji Yanqing's child with another woman, he wanted to give the fat boy two more carrots.

But Yangbao has been waiting for Song Yang to answer.

So Song Yang asked perfunctorily, "Who told you that sheep eat meat?"

"Uncle Simon."

"Where's your mother?"

"I don't have a mother, I was born by my father." The big face was full of seriousness.