after the canary left

Meng Shuqiao's head was heavy, and there was still a positioning ring around his neck.

It was enough to attract attention when he was brought downstairs by Ji Chengchen.

The people left on the scene were all friends, and they all knew the reason for his marriage. Their eyes were indifferent and dismissive, even slightly mocking.

As if watching a master teach a disobedient puppy, he punished him for shivering in the corner of the sofa, his numb and hollow eyes were not lit by the crystal lamp.

These days, he hardly sleeps, or maybe he sleeps all the time.

Meng Shuqiao didn't know, he felt the baby in his stomach move a little the day before yesterday, he wanted to tell Brother Cheng Chen, humbly enduring the fear in his heart to hold the man's hand.

But Ji Chengchen asked him coldly if he had ever smiled at Dr. Xu like this...

He looked down at the knife in his hand for cutting vegetables, as if he had entered a swamp, he couldn't hear the laughter of men around him, the sound of wine glasses colliding, he was just thinking about yesterday's dream, a baby holding his hand, crying His daddy.

He touched his lower abdomen, and covered it with his shirt shyly, as if... not only others, but brother Cheng Chen also hated his pregnant belly.

Gu Qingchu liked the soup he made before and wanted the recipe, but he couldn't remember what he made that day, so Ji Chengchen asked him to make all the soup he made before and take it away.

"I thought Cheng Chen liked you so much, but it turned out to be nothing more than that." Shen Ran glanced at him: "You got it!"

"...Huh?" Meng Shuqiao came over in a daze, in a trance, and only when he looked down did he see that his thumb was dripping with blood, and he hurriedly wanted to take the ingredients and flush the water.

"Wait until you give birth and go away as soon as possible, so that you can save yourself a pitiful look every day for someone to see." He snorted, looking down on such a little fool.

"Don't go, Qiao Qiao wants... to have a baby, and brother Cheng Chen is a family, where are you going...?"

Shen Ran looked like he was watching a play, clapped his hands, ate the little cherry in his hand, and said triumphantly: "Do you think Ji Chengchen really likes you? Stop dreaming, live here like a dog, don't be ashamed Ah, who didn't read your jokes."

"It's not a dog... Brother Cheng Chen likes it, likes it..."

"Do you think that marrying you means liking you? See? Gu Qingchu is the type he likes. If it wasn't because he likes A, I would have won it long ago. Where would it be your turn? Hurry up and cook, I'm starving to death , the cake is getting boring."

Shen Ran frowned and left the kitchen.

The small saucepan was bubbling and bubbling, and the sink was washing the wound on his thumb. It was icy cold, but Meng Shuqiao didn't seem to feel any pain.

I just stood there dumbfounded, thinking that I had heard wrong.

Early Qing...

"Gu Qingchu..."

He is extremely familiar with these two words, as if the signal in his mind is intermittent like a movie playback in an instant, and stops at a certain moment.

Ji Chengchen hugged him, half-closed his eyes with never-before-seen tenderness, hugged him into his arms with a faint smell of wine, and softly recited two words - Qingchu.

Not clear.

Is this a person's name?

Brother Cheng Chen, has always been calling another person's name instead of asking him to clean up...

After a while, Meng Shuqiao stiffened his back like a frozen picture in the kitchen until the soup in the stew put out the fire.

"Cheng Chen, you haven't been quite right recently. When I said I was going to take your little idiot away, you had a really bad face, wouldn't you like it?" Zhao Ran took a sip of the cigarette in his hand, with a smile in his eyes , he has been roaming the flowers for so many years, and he can be recognized at a glance if he is really playing or not.

He wasn't really interested in his brother's omega either, it just happened that this person's appearance was a bit to his liking. If Ji Chengchen really wanted to, he could really be included in the harem.

Ji Chengchen rubbed his temples irritably, inexplicably annoyed: "I won't."

"Actually, having someone by your side is different from being alone. Marriage should be cherished." Gu Qingchu put down the cards in his hand, feeling dull.

A few people played cards in the board game room, and casually gambled a few million small contracts to play.

Shen Ran bounced back, and threw herself into Ji Chengchen's arms like a koala: "Oh, if it wasn't for Master Ji, who would really marry that fool."

Zhao Ran raised his eyes slightly, clicked his tongue twice, and shook the cigarette ash in his hand: "I heard that you are already asking Lao Sun to handle foreign affairs for you?"

"Well, I'm so bored. The procedures have been completed. I will go abroad tomorrow. I will divorce after giving birth abroad. If it weren't for his belly, he would be worthy." Ji Chengchen's tone was slightly angry, as if Because tonight, too many people have mentioned his omega, making him uncomfortable.

"You don't like getting along for so long? I think it's fun."

"Like a fart." He snorted coldly.

Thinking of the appearance of Meng Shuqiao lying on the ground a few days ago, begging for pheromones, like a fool who doesn't remember to eat or beat, there is even more disgust in his heart: "You are as cheap as a dog."

The door was slightly opened with a gap, and a trace of smoke drifted out along the door.

The hallway lights came on and went off.

"What about the child? You will take care of it after it's born?"

"It's fine to just find a nanny to take it with you. If it wasn't for the old man's will, something born by a fool, I would even throw it out together."

Gu Qingchu sighed: "Cheng Chen, you are going too far."

"Could it be that you're thinking about it too? If you like it, I'll give him to you. You can divorce me? Huh?" Ji Chengchen curled his lips, lit a cigarette skillfully, and said in a joking tone.

But almost everyone present knew that what he said was not a joke.

Gu Qingchu glanced at him, and naturally understood what he was thinking, got up and picked up his clothes: "My wife doesn't like the smell of cigarettes, so let's go first."

"At the beginning of the Qing Dynasty, if you really like it, I can give it to you."

There was a bang in the corridor, and Ji Chengchen turned his head.

Meng Shuqiao half-kneeled on the ground, the freshly made creamy soup had been sprinkled on the ground, his hands were flushed with ice, and he sniffed: "I'm sorry...I'm sorry..."

Ji Chengchen walked over and held his hand, looked at it, and frowned: "It's so hard to make something, as if I abused you, it's useless..."

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." Shu Qiao was pulled up by him, and she raised her head slightly, her eyes were slightly red, and the tip of her nose was also sore, subconsciously, she seemed to be looking at a stranger: "Brother Cheng Chen...I was wrong...you can do it again. You?"

"I'm not hungry, you go up." Ji Chengchen met his eyes, and felt an inexplicable throbbing in his heart, as if... broken glass had pierced into his heart.

When he looked down, he saw that the nail of his thumb had been split in the middle, and it hurt just looking at it.

He frowned and said, "It's useless, I can't do anything well."

From the board game room on the second floor, Shen Ran sang his new song live.

Gu Qingchu felt bored, exchanged some pleasantries about the contract, put on his coat and was about to leave.

Sitting at the top of the stairs was Omega who was supposed to go upstairs. He still had a positioning ring around his neck, which was very conspicuous in the dark night.

He didn't want to get involved in anyone's family affairs, so he skipped it.

"Gu...Mr. Gu." With a small voice, she sat on the ground and raised her head slightly, looking at him with tears in her eyes.

"Is something wrong?"

"What's your name?"

"Gu Qingchu, the clearness of the clear water, the first time we met." After he replied lightly, he took out a handkerchief from his pocket: "If you are pregnant, too much mood swings are not good for the child. I heard that you are going abroad tomorrow, so go to bed early." .”

go abroad...

Is it to send yourself abroad... to have a baby?

Meng Shuqiao's body froze, he didn't know where the courage came from, and tremblingly grabbed the man who only had a few faces.

"Is there anything else?" Gu Qingchu turned to look at him, stood up while clutching his lower abdomen.

He has been crying for a long time, but he just doesn't want to believe it.

He sniffed, clumsily tugged on the collar around his neck, and knelt down at Gu Qingchu's feet with a plop, raised his head with a deep cry, and said in a trembling voice, "You, can you help me untie this... Is it? I won't, I really won't..."