Since I was pregnant with the richest man's cub

In a rental house with an area of ​​less than 40 square meters, Jiang Jingzheng was wrapped up like a rice dumpling, sleeping soundly on his small 1.5-meter bed.

There was a knock on the door outside the house, and Jiang Jing, who was sleeping soundly, opened his eyes, yawned and sat up wrapped in a quilt, but fell asleep sitting up again the next moment.

Recently, he couldn't get enough sleep. At first he thought he had narcolepsy, so he went to the hospital for an examination. When he registered, he planned to go to the psychiatry department. After he went, the doctor told him to go to the gynecology department.

"Mr. Jiang Jing, are you there?"

Weng Lin outside the door knocked again.

The snot bubble in the dream was ruthlessly pierced by this sound, Jiang Jing finally opened his eyes, fumbled to get up, and said lazily, "Who is it?"

Hiss...it's so cold, it's not the landlord who is urging me to pay the rent, is it?

Wrapped in a quilt, he walked towards the door and rubbed his hands with a sigh before opening the door.

The doorknob moved, but it was only slowly opened a crack. Jiang Jing was wrapped in a quilt and moved closer, revealing half of his face, with one eye staring at the people outside the door with vigilance.

Weng Lin, who was outside the door, looked at this strange scene, his expression on his face inadvertently froze, but he soon showed a kind smile: "Mr. Jiang Jing, can I borrow some time from you?"

Jiang Jing glanced at him, then his eyes fell on the man behind him, and he lowered his voice and pretended to be ferocious: "What do you do?"

Seeing that they are all dressed in black, could it be...

"You... are the underworld/society?"

The smile on Weng Lin's face froze again, and he was explaining: "No, we just..."

Before he finished speaking, Jiang Jing saw the folder in his hand and instantly understood what was going on.

He opened the door with a bang, straightened his back, and said to Weng Lin at twice the speed: "No car, no house, both parents dead, no insurance!"

Then the door shut with a bang.

The smile on Weng Lin's face froze instantly, he glanced at his boss calmly, coughed lightly, pressed the communicator in his right ear and said something.

Jiang Jing in the house locked the door, yawned, and was about to go back to bed and sleep for a while, but as soon as he turned around, the doorknob behind him suddenly fell off.

???

i fuck...

The doorknob rolled around on the ground, and only heard a squeak, and Weng Lin pushed the door and walked in, followed by four tall and strong men in black.

Fuck!It can't really be the underworld/society, right?

Jiang Jingchao took two steps back, before he had time to think about which boss he had offended recently, he quickly calculated the escape route in his mind.

It is about three meters from this position to the door, and it takes two seconds. This is the second floor. Jumping directly from the balcony with inertia should not hurt you.

He watched several people vigilantly, counting silently in his heart.

1...2...3!

Throwing aside the quilt on his body, Jiang Jing raised his feet and rushed, successfully stepped out of the door, supporting the corridor railing with both hands, just as he jumped together, he suddenly felt a pair of hands embrace him from behind, and ruthlessly pulled him back.

"Fuck!"

Jiang Jing was about to struggle hard, but the people behind him put him down firmly.

Jiang Jing seized the opportunity to turn around and swung his fist, but he was firmly caught. He quickly covered his face with the other hand, but the other party had no intention of fighting back at all, so he grabbed him and walked into the house .

"Hey!"

He staggered and was dragged into the house by someone. Just when he was wondering, the man had already let go of him and closed the door with his hand.

"What on earth do you guys do? What do you want to do? If you're here to ask for money, I don't have a penny!"

Jiang Jing glared at the man in front of him, but was instantly attracted by his outfit.

Suits worth 570000, leather shoes and ties worth 260000 are limited editions released this month, and even the cufflinks are 73000 items!

Fuck!So fucking rich! ! !

Jiang Jing almost smashed the calculator in his heart, but the man didn't answer, he walked straight behind him and looked around the small space.

White sheets after washing, crumpled sportswear hanging on the shelf at the end of the bed, several bags of instant noodles on the coffee table, a painted kettle, and a glass with the word "gift" printed on it.

The leather sofa next to it looked worn out like a product of the last century, and a large piece of sponge was exposed on the armrest on one side, and the wood inside could still be vaguely seen.

Even the toilet is separated by plywood wood.

Shen Luan couldn't help frowning, and finally sat down on the sofa.

Jiang Jing felt that these people didn't look like they were on the road. After looking around, he finally looked at the man on the sofa.

I always feel... This person looks familiar.

"Wait... have we met... somewhere?" Jiang Jing's voice became smaller and smaller, and finally seemed discouraged.

Oh shit!Not only have I seen it, but I have fucking slept with it! !

Jiang Jing touched his stomach subconsciously.

Not only did I sleep, I was also pregnant with this wild man's cub! !

But... he wouldn't want to give me a sum of money to kill the child, would he?Or do you feel that you have slept with me and want to be responsible for me?Hmm...it seems unlikely.

Just as Jiang Jing was playing out all kinds of bloody TV drama plots in his mind, Weng Lin suddenly stepped forward, opened the folder in his hand, took out a lawyer's letter and said, "Mr. Jiang Jing, because you are suspected of stealing, you will It is possible to receive more than ten years in prison."

"What, what?"

His heart skipped a beat, and Jiang Jing shook the hand hanging by his side.

Lying down a big trough!How did I forget this!

Jiang Jing looked at the lawyer's letter in his hand, coughed lightly, pretending to be calm.

"When did I steal something?"

These people don't talk nonsense, okay?obviously it is……

But as soon as the words fell, Shen Lu'an, who was sitting on the sofa, raised his hand, and the four bodyguards rummaged through the room.

There was no place to hide things in such a single-room rental house, and the bodyguards quickly found a small white velvet box in the cabinet of the bathroom sink.

The bodyguard handed the box to Weng Lin, who opened the box in front of Jiang Jing, revealing a ring.

Looking at the ordinary ring, Jiang Jing's nerves tensed up.

Weng Lin took out his mobile phone again, and played the surveillance video of Jiang Jing helping Shen Luan enter the hotel.

"Mr. Jiang, the items thrown by Mr. Shen, as well as this video, are enough evidence."

Jiang Jing's face finally lost the calmness just now.

"But...but this ring is only worth 10,000+..."

10,000+, for Jiang Jing, that is a large amount, but for a person like Shen Luan, it is a drop in the bucket. It is nothing, and it would not take so much trouble to find him in two months.

If it was because something was stolen and you wanted to find him to vent your anger, then you wouldn't get a lawyer's letter, but if you wanted to arrest him, why didn't even the police bring it?

The more Jiang Jing thought about it, the more he didn't understand, and his face became serious.

Weng Lin saw that Jiang Jing's complexion was not very good, and Shen Lu'an behind him coughed even more. He wiped the sweat from his forehead, and immediately said: "Mr. Jiang, don't be nervous, and be careful of the child in your belly."

???

The conversation turned so fast that he almost didn't react.

"You, how did you know I was pregnant?"

He clutched his stomach and his eyes widened. He only found out today. Are these people the roundworms in his stomach?

"Actually, we have investigated before coming here, and the purpose is not really to sue Mr. Jiang to court. Mr. Jiang sits first. Standing for too long is not good for the fetus."

After Jiang Jing sat down by the bed, Weng Lin took out a contract from the folder and placed it in front of him.

"As long as Mr. Jiang signs this form, agrees to a fake marriage with Mr. Shen, and successfully gives birth to a child, this matter can be cancelled. In addition, Mr. Jiang can get an additional 1000 million."

1000……

1000? ? ?

1000! ! !

Can you live an extra 1000 million? !This number is too fucking magical, right?

Jiang Jing stared at the contract for a while, then looked up at Shen Luan who was on the opposite sofa.

"...As long as I sign the contract? Fake marriage with you? Then give birth to the child?"

Shen Luan didn't answer, but just stared at him indifferently.

Jiang Jing picked up the contract and glanced at the contents.

Ten minutes later, he threw the contract in his hand on the coffee table, full of disdain.

"Hmph, just 1000 million, you want to send me away?"

Seeing this, Weng Lin persuaded: "Mr. Jiang can think about it first, and then make a decision. To show our sincerity, you take the 1000 million first."

A black card was placed in front of Jiang Jing. He looked at the card, took a deep breath silently, and tried hard to restrain the hand he wanted to reach out.

"This card...isn't it empty? What if you fool me?"

As soon as Jiang Jing said that, his eyes almost stared at the card.

"If Mr. Jiang is worried, you can go to the bank to check. The password is six ones."

Jiang Jing rubbed his chin, pretended to think about it, and finally nodded reluctantly.

"Okay! I'll think about it, but...you don't have too much hope."

Shen Luan, who hadn't said a word from the beginning to the end, stood up upon hearing the sound, straightened his clothes, then turned and went out.

Weng Lin left a business card on the coffee table, saying that Jiang Jing had thought about it, so he called him and he sent someone to pick it up.

downstairs.

Weng Lin opened the car door for Shen Luan, but he didn't rush into the car, and looked up at the dilapidated small rental house on the second floor.

"How many times did he... look at me just now?"

Weng Lin didn't expect him to ask such a question, and after trying to think back, he replied, "I saw you about five times."

Shen Luan took out his mobile phone from his pocket, and posted a message on his Weibo account: Today he saw me five times.

After everyone left, Jiang Jing went to a nearby ATM with his bank card without saying a word, and checked the balance inside.

When he got home, he closed the door, sat down on the edge of the bed in silence, put his elbows on his knees, interlaced his fingers, stared at the contract on the coffee table very seriously and fell into deep thought, then took out the bank card from his pocket and looked at it for a while , placed on that contract.

"1000 million... 1000 million..."

Jiang Jing repeated to himself, fell headlong on the bed, then reached out and grabbed the quilt into a ball, hugged it in his arms, and buried his face.

In the next second, he burst out laughing.

"Hahahahahahahahahahaha, lying! Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha, lying down!!! 1000 million! 1000 million! Dad, I sent it !!"

At this moment, Shen Lu'an was sitting in the car, looking at the white ring box in his hand, his brows were tightly furrowed, and there was no trace of joy on his face.

Weng Lin, who was driving in front, glanced at him through the rearview mirror and said, "Mr. Shen, please rest assured. Since Mr. Jiang said he would consider it, he must agree."

However, Shen Luan's mind was not on this at all, his mind was full of the damp and dilapidated rental house, the washed white sheets, instant noodles, and the tired face of that person.

Seeing that he was still silent, Weng Lin didn't speak again.

Not long after, Shen Luan suddenly said to Weng Lin: "Computer."

While waiting for the yellow and green lights, Weng Lin handed him the computer, Shen Luan opened the browser, and entered the search term.

Bubbles face the dangers of pregnant women.

After he finished reading it, his already gloomy expression became even more terrifying.

After turning off the computer in his hand, he said to Weng Lin again, "Contact Les."

"Yes."

Thinking of Jiang Jing's thin figure and the dish on his face, Shen Lu'an asked again: "Have all the chefs been invited?"

"It's all arranged, don't worry."

After a while, Shen Lu'an thought for a while and said: "Order to go down and empty out the house in Nanling."