Zhu Ye couldn't reach Yange these days. If it weren't for the fact that he had a project bidding in his place to go on a business trip, he would have run to school to catch people.

Just returned from the field, I learned from the servants that she has been back for a day and has been lying upstairs.

He loosened his tie and quickly walked upstairs.

His stomach was full of anger.

In the first half of the year, the woman was always tired of him, and when she went to school, she became a bear child.

This woman is getting bolder.

He has been calling her for messages these days, never seeing her return.

I really want to open a dyeing shop just to give some color.

Zhu Yan entered the door, undressed slowly, and asked her in a cold voice, "Why don't you answer my phone these days?"

Yan Song looked up, glanced at him, and said nothing.

Probably her attitude is worse than him. In Zhu Yan's opinion, this is no different from provocation.

He was so angry that he took off his clothes and threw out his hand, to lift her quilt and pull her leg.

Intended to seduce her with violent actions first.

But immediately, he noticed that there was blood under her.

He asked, "Is menstruation coming?"

Asked this, Zhu Yan has automatically calculated the days in his heart.

It's not her menstrual period.

Counting her menstrual period, it should have been three or four days.

So he asked again, "Why not?"

When Zhu Ye didn't spend time with Yange, he didn't know about menstruation at all, but He Yange was tired and crooked for half a year, and he had understood that women's menstruation was very temperamental.

Especially her, every time she came, she was too cowardly.

Because of this, her voice softened, and she automatically helped her find an excuse for not answering his phone these days.

She even wanted to help her pinch her legs and stomach.

"Abortion." Yan Ge looked down and said, "Not clean yet."

The magpies froze.

The smile on his face faded away a little, turning into a deep cold.

His dark eyes suppressed the anger and stared at Yange: "Why don't you tell me?"

"How can I tell you?" Yange laughed at himself: "I tell you, and let you take me to the hospital to have a baby?"

"Who said to have a baby!" Zhu Yan stood up and walked a few steps in the same place, and raised his foot on the leg of the bed: "Who the special mother said is going to give birth, this is Lao Tzu's child, your special mother does not ask Ask Lao Tzu why he killed it. "

Yan Song raised his chin slightly and looked up at him.

He had no children, but she was obviously more aggrieved than he was, her face was already full of tears, her lips were biting and her lips were bloodshot.

When Zhu Xi heard that she had beaten their child, she could not wait to choke her to death.

But seeing her like this, his anger was suppressed by him a little, he stared at her and sneered: "What are you crying for?"

"Why can't I cry?" Yange sat up abruptly, grabbed the pillow and threw it at him.

She shouted hysterically: "Why don't I cry, this is my child, but why do I want him? I'm an unmarried girl, I'm still being raised by you, I can't even support myself, how can I raise him He will ask who my dad is in the future, and how can I tell him? Can I say that his dad is the **** master? I can say that I am an unscrupulous existence who is kept by others? "

At the end, she said, as if all the backlog of emotions had erupted, lying on the bed, crying: "Do you know how much I hurt? Do you know that I almost died of a major bleeding in the hospital. Why do you question me?"