I fell for it after hanging out with scum

It was raining heavily, crackling against the hospital windows.

Fang Zhongjing stood in the corridor and looked at the B-ultrasound report provided by the hospital. The child was healthier than expected.The doctor explained: "His physical constitution is different from ordinary people, and it is easy to cause miscarriage, so you must take him for regular check-ups every month."

Fang Zhongjing hummed, closed the report, and went downstairs.

Qin Shang yelled and kicked and scolded in the car, the seat was wet a lot, and was firmly held down by the bodyguard.

Fang Zhongjing motioned for the bodyguards to step back, and he got into the car. From the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Qin Shang going to open the car door.

Fang Zhongjing put the report away, stretched out his hand, and easily pushed Qin Shang down on the seat.Fang Zhongjing said: "You are very competitive, and the child is very healthy."

Qin Shang's eyes were red and swollen from crying, his wrists were strained, and blue veins appeared under his fair skin.

Fang Zhongjing wiped away the tears from the corner of his eyes, "Did you want me to murder the child on purpose that night?"

A bolt of lightning pierced the sky, and there was a muffled bang.

Qin Shang looked at Fang Zhongjing with blurred vision, and shed tears with a smile.

Fang Zhongjing stretched out his hand and squeezed Qin's upper and lower chin, "I almost fell for you." Qin Shang smiled hoarsely; "It's a pity, I thought you would kill the child, so I will tell you the truth on the spot. "

"I also want to see your expression when you find out that you killed your own child."

Fang Zhongjing's gaze swiveled around Qin Shang, showing a trace of coldness, his big hand moved down, opened his tiger's mouth, and grabbed Qin Shang's neck.The air tightened in his throat little by little, and Qin Shang coughed like he was suffocating, coughing and laughing, and said with difficulty: "I guess you will be frightened?"

Fang Zhongjing lowered his eyes, his gloomy gaze was unpredictable in the shadows, "Qin Shang, this is your child too." Qin Shang's smile faded, and he said word by word: "That's not my child, it's a bastard." Very quiet , only the sound of rain beating on the car window.Fang Zhongjing smiled suddenly, "Since he is a bastard, he must be born."

"When you die, this child will continue to suffer instead of you."

Moisture appeared in Qin Shang's eyes, and he could no longer see Fang Zhongjing's face clearly.

Outside the window, the rain crawled meanderingly, converging into a curved line, and sliding down to the end.

Fang Zhai was surrounded by downpours.Fang Zhongjing carried Qin Shang up to the second floor, and went straight through the dark, windowless room to his room.

Qin Shang reached out and grabbed the door frame, "This is not my room." Fang Zhongjing gently opened Qin Shang's fingers, "From now on, this is your room." It is called care, but it is actually surveillance.

Qin Shang looked up at the two monitors in the corner of the ceiling. Fang Zhongjing really took great pains for the thing in his stomach.Qin Shang sneered: "For the sake of the child, Fang Shao has to share the bed with my dog ​​every day. It's really hard work."

On the contrary, Qin Shang was glad that Fang Zhongjing was in heat every night, and maybe someday, the child would be aborted if he didn't care about the seriousness.

Fang Zhongjing's voice was flat, "Qin Shang, I know what you are thinking." Qin Shang cast his gaze on Fang Zhongjing.

Fang Zhongjing leaned over and supported the bed with one hand, "I won't touch you until this child is born."

Qin Shang tried his best to calm down, but his out-of-control expression still betrayed him.Fang Zhongjing raised the corner of his mouth, "So put away your petty thoughts."

Qin Shang took a deep breath, reached out to slap Fang Zhongjing across the face, and he held his thin wrist easily.

"Don't feel wronged. Being able to carry on the Fang family lineage is a blessing you cultivated in your previous life." In Fang Zhongjing's heart, a person of Qin Shang's status can climb up to the Fang family, and he should burn incense and worship Buddha to thank his ancestors.

Qin Shang's voice was like a broken bellows, and he sneered hoarsely, "Give this blessing to Jiang Qiao, he must be very grateful to you."

Fang Zhongjing put Qin Shang's hands back under the quilt, and tucked the corners of the quilt, "It's only your mother's fault for giving birth to your body." If Qin Shang was just an ordinary person, there would not be so many troubles before he died.

Fang Zhongjing said softly: "But don't worry, when the child is born, I will conceal his origin."

Qin Shang wanted to laugh, but the sound could not come out of his throat.Even Fang Zhongjing thought he was a freak who couldn't be exposed to the sun.

Fang Zhongjing went to the company, leaving Qin Shang alone.

Qin Shang was like a cat with a broken spine, lying on the bed dying, watching the heavy rain gradually receding outside the window, and the room was filled with dusk.

In the evening, when the servants brought the food up, the look in Qin Shang's eyes changed from the usual disgust to weirdness.At this moment, the news of his pregnancy may have spread throughout the Fang family.

The servant put down the tray, "Master Fang asked you to drink the chicken soup."

The chicken soup is freshly boiled, with red dates and goji berries floating in the noodles, and a strong aroma hits the face.

Qin Shang lay motionless under the quilt, without any reaction.The servant said again: "Young Master Fang is coming back for inspection. I advise you not to make him angry. The person on the bed slowly turned his head and looked at the servant. The coldness in his eyes surprised her. Then, Qin Shang sat up, took the bowl from the servant, stared at the noodle soup for a while, and suddenly threw the bowl against the wall. Chicken soup and debris splashed all over the floor, causing the servant to scream and back away.

Qin Shang's bloodless face raised a smile, "If you are angry, you will be angry. If you have the guts, let him kill me." After speaking, Qin Shang lay back on the bed and wrapped his thin body in the duvet.Picking up the pieces, he quietly exited the room.

The setting sun outside the window was gradually swallowed up by the darkness, and there was no light at all.

After an unknown amount of time, the door opened from the outside.

Fang Zhongjing glanced lightly at the soup stains on the wall, waved his hand, and asked the servant to bring in the chicken soup again.

Qin Shang looked at the ceiling, turning a deaf ear to the movement beside him.

Fang Zhongjing rolled up his cuffs, took the bowl from the servant, stirred the chicken soup, and the heat slowly rose, "Get up, drink the soup." Qin Shang didn't move, as if he didn't hear.

"Don't like this soup?" Fang Zhongjing blew off the heat, "Then I'll ask the chef to change the taste tomorrow."

Qin Shang said in a muffled voice under the quilt: "I will not give birth to this child." Fang Zhongjing sat by the bed and wrote lightly: "You have no choice in this matter. "

Qin Shang turned over, looked at Fang Zhongjing, and said with a sneer, "Didn't you say that the Fang family wouldn't be so reduced to let a dog carry on the family line that they would be slapped in the face so soon?"

Fang Zhongjing handed the spoon to Qin Shang's mouth, "Open your mouth..."

Qin Shang slapped his hands away, and some chicken soup spilled out on the back of Fang Zhongjing's hands and trousers.

The soup seeped into the precious fabric.

Fang Zhongjing's calm black eyes faded away. He put down the spoon, put the bowl on the cabinet, took out a handkerchief from his inner pocket, and wiped it slowly, "Qin Shang, are you looking for comfort? Willing to show weakness. Fang Zhongjing saw it, and said in a regretful tone..." Originally, I didn't want to be rough on you.

Fang Zhongjing waved his hand, and the servant at the door came in and asked, "Young Master Fang, what do you want?" Fang Zhongjing crumpled his handkerchief into a ball and threw it aside, "Go get the hose and funnel."

Qin Shang's face immediately turned pale.

The image of Fang Zhongjing having someone pin him on the floor during the first hunger strike came to his mind, and the hose was stuck down his throat and into his stomach to force-feed him.It felt like life was worse than death.Soon, the servant fetched what Fang Zhongjing wanted and put it on the cabinet.Fang Zhongjing looked at Qin Shang, and his plain tone was a bit deep... "Did you take the initiative to drink, or did I feed you personally?"

Seeing Qin Shang trembling slightly, Fang Zhongjing got him out of bed.He picked him up and fed a spoonful of chicken soup into his mouth.

"Don't go on a hunger strike, this trick is useless to me." Fang Zhongjing said: "I have plenty of ways to make you submit. Qin Shang's stomach was churning, and his throat was retching. He wanted to spit out the soup, Fang Zhongjing said in his ear: "Spit out a drop and drink another bowl. "

Qin Shang's Adam's apple rolled, trying hard to swallow the rolling soup into his stomach.

Soon, a bowl of chicken soup bottomed out.

Fang Zhongjing put the bowl back on the tray, and inadvertently caught a glimpse of Jiang Qiao at the door. He was standing in the corridor with an extremely complicated expression on his face.

Qin Shang's eyes showed sarcasm, waiting for a good show.The closed door blocked the view from inside and outside the house. After scene 11 came out, Jiang Qiao clenched his fists tightly and tried to stay calm, "Brother Jing, did you really say that you want to let the child be born?"

Fang Zhongjing walked towards the study, "Of course..."

Jiang Qiao followed Fang Zhongjing with an excited tone, "How can a person like Qin Shang be worthy of giving birth to your child?" Fang Zhongjing walked into the study, sat down at the desk, opened the lid of the incense burner, and lit the incense.

Jiang Qiao blurted out: "Besides, Qin is sick, and the child born may be sick."

Fang Zhongjing closed the lid and looked up at Jiangqiao.

Jiang Qiao realized that he had said the wrong thing, and immediately changed his words: "No, what I mean is, Qin Shang has reached the advanced stage of gastric cancer, and there is a high probability that the child will be unhealthy."

The sandalwood rose slowly from the cracks, Fang Zhongjing closed his eyes, and smelled it leisurely.

"You don't have to worry about this, the doctor will naturally find a way." Jiang Qiao squeezed his knuckles, walked to the desk, put his hand on Fang Zhongjing's shoulder lightly, and restrained: "Brother Jing, if you like children, I can also give them to you." You live."

His hand slid down, his slender fingers nimbly crawling down from Fang Zhongjing's tie.

Fang Zhongjing leaned on the back of the chair, with a playful look in his eyes, "Are you the same as Qin Shang?" Jiang Qiao spread his legs, straddled Fang Zhongjing's lap, and said in a warm tone, "Do it first, and then you'll know later? "

Jiang Qiao swung his waist and lightly rubbed Fang Zhongjing's trousers.

Get off Fang Zhongjing, lose your temper and want to leave.

The moment he stepped out of the door, Fang Zhongjing said behind him: "No matter what you have done before, you must not touch this child."

The naked threat in the words is clearly a warning.Jiang Qiao shuddered, clenched his fists, and walked away quickly.Fang Zhongjing looked at Jiang Qiao's leaving back, and called the housekeeper "Come here."

Fang Zhongjing's slender fingers tapped on the table, thinking thoughtfully: "Is that newly recruited gardener still at work?" The housekeeper immediately realized that Fang Zhongjing was talking about Shi Wu, "Yes..." Fang Zhongjing's slender fingers touched the table Tapping lightly, he said quietly: ""Deal with him, don't let Qin Shang see him again. "