In other words, he could not bear her disappointment, and even the scornful eyes that might arise from it.

I'm really afraid that she knows that she will abandon him.

Unable to bear children……

Yan Shiting's gloomy eyes filled with deep pain!

Even if Cheng Yingxuan didn't think he was infertile, she couldn't stand her being with him because of sympathy.

If you can hide her for a while, just hide it for a while.

Two hours later, Yan Shiting's cell phone rang and he answered the phone.

A professional male voice said over there, "I watched the date you gave to Miss Cheng Yingxuan's monitoring of all behavior activities that day. She basically stayed in the Blue Group that day. From the monitoring point of view, a female staff member of the personnel department called Zhang Jing accompanied him Miss Cheng went to the bathroom to have a pregnancy test. After that, the only person who could get in touch with Miss Cheng’s mobile phone was Zhang Jing. Zhang Jing’s background was an ordinary female employee. Recently, she had an unexplained remittance in her account. It should be doing things for others."

Yan Shiting clenched his fists and wanted to order Zhang Jing to be chopped into meat sauce without breaking this clue. "Send me to stare at her, she will definitely be moving."

"BOSS, Zhang Jing also resigned from the Blue Group today, on the grounds that her mother is sick and needs care. Her subordinates found that her mother was not sick."

"Sooner or later I will pull out the people behind the scenes! If I guess right, she will also contact Cheng Yingxuan. Put a long line and catch big fish."

"Yes."

Yan Shiting hung up the phone, a flash of Yinzhu flashed in his sharp eyes.

...

Cheng Yingxuan was almost awakened by a hot eye. She opened her eyes and met Yan Shiting's affectionate eyesight.

"You're awake." His cold male voice was hoarse, raising his hand to caress the hair on her forehead, her movements were extraordinarily gentle.

Cheng Yingxuan yawned and glanced at his expression. He didn't wear a mask on his left cheek. The tender and affectionate eyes in his pupils didn't hide it. Even the scars all over his left face seemed to soften a little.

A fool can feel love from his eyes.

She sat up and he thoughtfully took a pillow to lean her behind.

"Weird..." she mumbled.

"What's wrong?" His big palm lightly rubbed her white and tender face.

"You seem different..."

He stroked her cheeks stiffly, "What's the difference, sensitive little thing?"

She stared at him for three seconds. "Be nice to me before, it seems a little unwilling, now..." seemed more sincere.

"No unwillingness." It was that there was a misunderstanding before, and he was annoyed, hoping to strangle her, "How is it now?"

"Now you are ****." She opened his big palm, "What kind of ears are you deaf? How many times did you say, don't touch me!"

He was unheard of, he automatically blocked the second half of the sentence, and picked up a glass of water on the bedside table. "I know you too? Or let you feel it for yourself? Hmm?"

The scorching and deep eyes, the slightly raised tail with a pampering indulgence.

She was numb with scalp and he was a bit intoxicated by his voice. "We have broken up, please don't do that!"

"You just woke up, your voice is a little dumb, drink some water." He handed her the glass in his hand.

She was really thirsty and took a cup and grunted and drank.

"It's really not a bit defensive. Give it to you and you drink it? I took the medicine in the water."