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

When Ji Yanqing returned to the office, his face turned pale. Fang Si saw something was wrong, and asked concerned: "Boss, you look very bad, do you want to go back and rest?"

Song Yang's words just now are still repeated in his mind, especially those indifferent eyes.

Fang Si saw that the boss was in a daze, as if he was going to faint at any time, and repeated the words of concern twice, and the boss finally regained his composure, seeing that her eyes were not bright.

"I go back first."

"Boss, I'll see you off." Fang Si was really worried.

Ji Yanqing's eyes darkened when she left, Fang Si hurriedly supported her, Ji Yanqing thanked her in a low voice, Fang Si didn't let go when she saw this, "I'll take you back." She had never seen the boss like this before.

After leaving the company, Ji Yanqing got into the car and said to Fang Si: "No need, I'll go back by myself."

Fang Si wanted to say something else, but Ji Yanqing had already asked to drive.

The air conditioner was turned on in the taxi, and the windows were closed tightly, but the air inside was stagnant and a bit dirty. Ji Yanqing leaned on the back seat and felt sick to his stomach, and his face was even paler.

"Don't open the window! Turn on the air conditioner in the car—" the taxi driver looked at Ji Yanqing's pale face in the back row, and swallowed, "Motion sickness! It's all right!"

Ji Yanqing endured all the way, and when he arrived at the station, he stuffed a sheet, and retched non-stop when he got off the bus, but he didn't eat in the morning, so he vomited water.

"Master, your money." The taxi driver wanted to give Ji Yanqing some money, but Ji Yanqing couldn't speak, so he waved his hand to stop.

When Huating came back from shopping, he saw Yang Bao's father.

"Mr. Ji, are you okay?" Huating found a newly bought bottle of water from the shopping bag, and Huating handed it over, "Wash your mouth."

Seeing that it was Huating, Ji Yanqing took the water, "Thank you."

"You're welcome, do you want to go back? Let's go together!" Huating smiled, and took out chocolates from the bag again, "Do you want this? I see that your face is not good. Did you have low blood sugar and didn't eat in the morning?"

Ji Yanqing's mouth was bitter and tasteless, she shook her head and rejected Huating's kindness.

"No taste in your mouth? Then eat this!" Huating took out another pack of sour plums, "I bought it for Huahua, I don't like to eat appetizers, but I played with your Yang Bao recently, and the meal is better than before.... "

Huating walked and talked, smiling all the way, caring for people just right, not being enthusiastic and embarrassing.

"Thank you." Ji Yanqing peeled off the packaging bag, stuffed one into his mouth, it wasn't too sweet, the sour taste suppressed the bitterness in his mouth, and he didn't want to retch.

Seeing that it was useful, Huating gave Ji Yanqing all the bags, but Ji Yanqing didn't want it.

"Mr. Ji, you are too polite. My Huahua still eats your Yangbao's candy. This is not expensive. Next time you buy it, you can give it to my Huahua."

When the two arrived downstairs, Huating waved goodbye to Ji Yanqing.Ji Yanqing was holding a pack of sour plums, and after entering the elevator, she stuffed another one into her mouth. When she returned to the room, Ji Yanqing paused, and went to the guest room.

The bed in the guest room was still the same as it was in the morning, Ji Yanqing took off his coat and lay down directly, there seemed to be the smell of Song Yang in the quilt.

The corners of the eyes slowly moistened.

Ji Yanqing found himself too emotional now, but he couldn't control it.

Before today, knowing that Song Yang was engaged, he was still unwilling to leave, but he didn't want to go against his will like five years ago, but he couldn't do anything to destroy the relationship between Song Yang and Xia Bangyuan, so he had to be cheeky and tell himself over and over again, He only wanted to see Song Yang get married, and he really gave up, so he took Yang Bao back to the United States.

But today he knew that Song Yang had nothing to do with Xia Bangyuan, he was very happy at that moment, and couldn't wait to tell Song Yang that he still loved him.It was only when facing Song Yang's indifferent and harsh words that Ji Yanqing realized that the five years between them could not be brought back by just a single sentence.

Song Yang was deliberately torturing him.

Ji Yanqing knew.

Unknowingly fell asleep, feeling the warmth behind her in a daze, Ji Yanqing slowed down, and her frowning brows relaxed.

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"What about people?"

Assistant Xu was stunned for a moment, and then quickly realized, "Mr. Ji looked very bad after he came out of your place. I heard from his assistant that he went back. I was worried that Mr. Ji would faint in the car..."

With a cold face, Song Yang sarcastically said: "He doesn't even have a heart, how could he get hurt." He handed the document to Assistant Xu, "Reject all the work today, tell Zhou Huayu, don't be polite to Huayi, and do it as soon as possible."

Assistant Xu looked like he was about to cry, "President, the meeting is almost here—" He was intimidated by the president's cold eyes, nodded repeatedly, and switched to an elite face, "I see, don't worry, president."

Song Yang put on his coat, took the car keys, and dialed the phone. Assistant Xu followed behind. He vaguely heard the president ask Mr. Zhao where the porridge shop was. He knew that Mr. Zhao was the only friend of the president. He was there to meet a friend. But porridge shop?

Zhao Xiaoxiao was wearing a loose T-shirt, with large framed eyes and a chicken coop head. When she saw Song Yang's car, she handed over two thermoses.

"The blue one is porridge, and the red one is the soup made by my nanny." Zhao Xiaoxiao worked all night last night. What kind of porridge does Yang drink!

Song Yang thanked him and wanted to leave, but Zhao Xiaoxiao noticed the problem just as he was carrying the thermos.

"You gave this to Ji Yanqing?"

Song Yang didn't speak, Zhao Xiaoxiao knew he guessed right.Some wondered, "Do you think there is something wrong with you? If you like it, you can chase it back. I see Ji Yanqing's current appearance, and he still has feelings for you if he can endure your yin and yang. You can live a good life, but you have to struggle. What should you vote for?"

"Did I chase enough five years ago?"

"Five years ago, you would have given up your life for the sake of others—"

"So he's gone."

Zhao Xiaoxiao has figured out the meaning of her friend. She loved her so much five years ago, but Ji Yanqing still gave up as soon as she said she would give up. Now she simply insists—"Don't go too far, Ji Yanqing is not a tough person, be careful and run away if you are too tight." .”

Song Yang in the car glanced at Zhao Xiaoxiao speculatively, "Don't worry, I have a sense of proportion."

If he dared to run again, he would break Ji Yanqing's leg and raise Ji Yanqing for the rest of his life.

Zhao Xiaoxiao stared at Wuying's car, and shivered in Daxia, and finally the eyes of Faxiao made him terrified.

Song Yang went to the hall to sleep with two thermoses in his hand, and saw Ji Yanqing sleeping in the second bedroom, his brows were tightly wrinkled, and the action of putting down the thermos was light.

Ji Yanqing's complexion on the bed was really bad.

"Isn't it good to stay by my side in peace?" Song Yang depicted Ji Yanqing's frowning eyebrows, hugging the person from behind, rubbing against the person in his arms, and sleeping more comfortably in a different position.

But Song Yang, who was holding Ji Yanqing in his arms, stiffened for a while, and after a long time, he patted Ji Yanqing lightly with his arms, like coaxing a child.

Ji Yanqing slept very well this time, and when she woke up, she could smell the fragrance——

"Who?"

Ji Yanqing asked warily, and saw Song Yang standing at the door of his room wearing a shirt.

"Get up, I made porridge."

Ji Yanqing was dazed, touched her face, it was very real, not in a dream, she got out of bed in a daze, after washing her face with cold water, she became much more awake.Song Yang was making soup in the kitchen, wearing the formal suit he had seen in the morning, except that he took off his coat and tie, and unbuttoned the first few buttons, revealing his white vest and strong chest muscles.

Song Yang heard the movement, looked back at Ji Yanqing, expressionless, "Go out and wait for me at the dining table."

"I can help."

Song Yang glanced at Ji Yanqing's still pale face, and said irritably, "Go out and wait for me."

Vegetable porridge and chicken soup, the porridge is served with side dishes, the side dishes are pickled cucumbers, sour and crunchy.

Song Yang held Ji Yanqing's chopsticks, "Eat more, don't you eat in America?"

Such warm concern seemed to go back to the past, Ji Yanqing was in a daze, and started chatting unknowingly while drinking porridge with pickled cucumbers, "I didn't have a good time when I first went there, I had to go to school and work..."

"Is the money Su Wanling gave you not enough?"

Ji Yanqing tightened his hand holding the spoon, "I gave a lot, maybe I'm being hypocritical." He laughed at himself. He just arrived in the United States at that time, and he just wanted to buy a plane ticket back to China and return the money to Su Wanling intact, so that he could He has the confidence to tell Su Wanling that he can't let go of Song Yang, but he can't help it. The bodyguards sent by Su Wanling will not allow him to go back, at least within three months.

During those three months, he was very embarrassed. He went to school to work during the day, and finally fainted. It was Simon who saved him, and he didn't know that he was pregnant.

Nothing more than a bolt from the blue.

He felt like a monster when he first heard the news, that a big man like him was pregnant.

Later, in order to avoid Su Wanling's sight, he changed to another city with Simon's help, and his belly gradually grew. He was anxious and frightened, and kept hiding in the room and rarely came out. It was Simon who encouraged him to learn something.

"... went to another city and founded the Green Animation Production Company with Simon, and most of your mother's money was invested in it."

"Why change majors?"

Ji Yanqing looked up at Song Yang, he knew what Song Yang wanted to ask.

"Don't you like cartoons?"

Kiss, I actually don't like management. My mother kept whispering in my ears that I should take over the company, otherwise I would be sorry for my father.

The cartoons are so good, I just want to make cartoons, just for you to watch.

Song Yang remembered that they talked about their ideals in their junior year. Ji Yanqing didn't like computers and wanted to be a writer. He didn't like management and wanted to make cartoons.

If you can't be yourself, then be the person you like.