Yang Kexin was stunned for a moment. She looked at Ou Qingheng in confusion and said, "Heng, what's wrong?"
Ou Qingheng said: "Sure, in two or three months, I will have a child of my own. If you want to become my woman, you must accept my child."
Yang Kexin lowered his eyes, covering up the resentment and unwillingness flashing in his eyes.
After a while, she raised her head and said fragilely: "Heng, can't the child be taken care of by Yao Yiyi? My child was aborted because of her. I can't retaliate with kindness and raise her child as my own. You can leave it to me." She supports her, and I will pay her alimony every month.”
Ou Qingheng suppressed the irritability in his heart and said with a smile: "You are weak, go to bed quickly."
Yang Kexin clasped his five fingers, and the two intertwined their fingers, saying: "Heng, many years ago, I went to Europe willfully. The colorful colors of Europe once fascinated me, but in just one month, I missed you. , I was so impulsive that I ran back to you, but when my mother said that you had married someone else, I was sad and angry at the time. You obviously said you would love me, but you married someone else in such a short time. I was too angry to go back. I said to myself at that time, if you married someone else, I would be fine on my own. You know that we will miss you for so many years, so I shouldn’t be angry at that time. Over the years, I really miss you and love you very much. you."
Ou Qingheng was silent.
He also ordered people to investigate everything about Yang Kexin in Europe. She had been in strange places like bars and nightclubs many times, and she had been ambiguous with multiple men more than once. She also often held parties in rented apartments. Drunk and dreaming with a group of men and women.
When the detective took this information and put it on his desk, he didn't believe it, but his information, coupled with the photos that Mrs. Ou had given him, made him believe that he once thought that simple and kind-heartedness was sometimes a bit small. The willful girl is actually a coffee lover who loves bars and nightclubs. He was completely deceived by her innocent appearance.
He has been involved in the business world for so many years and is known as the fox in the business world. Unexpectedly, he will sometimes look at him.
Knowing what kind of woman Yang Kexin was, he subconsciously slowly alienated her. He couldn't tolerate his woman being so good at pretending.
Out of his commitment to her, he asked an Italian designer to design the wedding dress himself, but to be honest, he had not thought about whether to propose marriage. Even the design of this wedding dress, he was thinking about Yao Yiyi.
He once thought that Yao Yiyi must be very beautiful in this wedding dress, and he might be obsessed with it.
Yang Kexin noticed Ou Qingheng's distraction, and couldn't help but a flash of panic in her eyes. She struggled to get up, but accidentally pulled her own wound, which made her cry out in pain.
Ou Qingheng came to his senses and hurriedly supported her and said, "What's wrong? Did you hurt the wound?"
Yang Kexin clung to his shoulders, raised her head, and said pitifully: "Heng, don't ignore me. It's not that I don't like children, I just want a crystallization of love between us. The love between you and Yao Yiyi Marriage has always been a hurdle in my heart, so I don’t want you and her child to come between us, so that it will become a thorn stuck in my throat. It hurts. It hurts. The cold hissing."
Ou Qingheng gently helped her lie down and said, "Hey, stop thinking so much. You just had surgery, and you have had a miscarriage, so your body is still weak. You should be tired after talking so much. Go to sleep." .”
Yang Kexin blinked and said, "Heng, can you give me my phone?"
Although Ou Qingheng was a little strange, he still walked to the table on the left side of the bed, took an Apple Six, and handed it to her.
"Heng, let's take a selfie of you kissing me." Yang Kexin turned on the camera function and said.
Ou Qingheng frowned and said, "Why do you suddenly want to take pictures?"
"I just think that our intimate photos were taken several years ago, and there are almost none in the past few months. You are good to me and take great care of me, but you rarely caress me, so I I just want to take a photo of you kissing me, Heng, can’t you agree to this small request?”
Yang Kexin's eyes turned red and she said pitifully.
Ou Qingheng couldn't resist her plea, so he leaned over and kissed her cheek.
Yang Kexin pointed to her forehead and said: "Heng, I want you to kiss my forehead. Between lovers, kissing the forehead is more loving than kissing the lips."
Helpless, Ou Qingheng had no choice but to kiss her forehead, and then his phone recorded multiple photos of them kissing their foreheads.
"Heng, can you kiss my shoulder?" Yang Kexin's request became more and more restrictive.
Ou Qingheng just looked at her.
Yang Ke curled her lips aggrievedly and said, "Heng, I just want us to be closer. Can't you agree to such a small request?"
Ou Qingheng had no choice but to follow her.
Yang Kexin took many photos of Ou Qingheng kissing her forehead, cheeks and lips. She asked Ou Qingheng to look at the photos one after another with her.
"Heng, I think this photo of you kissing my forehead is very nice and very touching. Do you feel this way?"
"It's quite beautiful."
Ou Qingheng wanted to take the phone back from her hand, but she pulled her tightly and said, "Heng, I want to look at it for a while."
Ou Qingheng frowned and said, "It's getting late, go to bed."
"No, it's rare for you to do such an intimate gesture to me. I want to watch you for a while longer. I don't want to go to bed so early."
Ou Qingheng thought for a while and followed her.
"You watch here, I'll go outside and make a phone call." Ou Qingheng said.
Yang Kexin raised her head and said nervously: "Heng, why did you go outside to make a phone call? You can just call here."
Ou Qingheng's brows furrowed.
Yang Ke explained hurriedly: "Heng, don't get me wrong. I don't want to restrict you from making phone calls. I'm just afraid that you will leave while I'm not paying attention. I would be scared to be alone in the hospital."
Ou Qingheng said: "I'll go out and explain some work matters to my assistant. I'll be back in half an hour. If you're sleepy, just go to sleep. I'll stay with you tonight."
Although Yang Kexin was a little unhappy, she still nodded.
After Ou Qingheng left the ward, Yang Kexin quickly put away the nervousness and pity on her face. She stared at Ou Qingheng in the photo and said, "Heng, don't blame me for being so scheming. I'm just I just love you so much. Your soul mate can only be me. As for Yao Yiyi, she is just a paid little bitch and is not suitable for you at all."
She picked out five intimate photos of herself and Ou Qingheng from her phone and sent them to Yao Yiyi, along with a text message from the editor:
Yao Yiyi, Heng loves me. He told me today that he didn’t divorce you because of the child in your belly. You are quite scheming, but I can wait. Anyway, sooner or later he will be the only one for me. , and you, the child in your belly, will eventually become an outsider.
After sending the text message, she deleted it, pretended that nothing happened, lay down and covered herself with the quilt. When Ou Qingheng came back from the phone call, she had already fallen asleep.
Ou Qingheng walked over and took a look at her, then his cell phone rang. He picked it up and saw that it was Yao Yiyi calling.
He quickly picked up: "Hello."
Yao Yiyi's tone on the phone was very cold: "Mr. Ou, I know that you and Miss Yang are very close, and I also know that I am just a stand-in, but can you please stop Miss Yang from posting disgusting photos?"
"What photo?" Ou Qingheng, a six-foot-tall monk, was confused.
"Mr. Ou, you should know the picture better than I do. Kissing her forehead should be more touching than kissing her mouth. I wish you and Miss Yang a happy marriage for a hundred years. Please tell her, I won’t be a stumbling block between you.”
After saying that, Yao Yiyi hung up the phone directly.
Ou Qingheng's face suddenly turned dark as he looked at the blackened screen of his phone.
He walked back to the hospital bed and looked at Yang Kexin who was sleeping sweetly on the hospital bed with very complicated eyes. His heart was full of mixed emotions and he didn't know what he was thinking.
On the other side, Yao Yiyi looked at the photos sent by Yang Kexin. Although she was a little heartbroken, she was more angry. She felt that Yang Kexin had gone too far. Even if she and Ou Qingheng were old lovers before, they how? She is now Ou Qingheng's wife and the daughter-in-law recognized by the Ou family. No matter what agreement she signed with Ou Qingheng, her marriage to Ou Qingheng is still protected by law, and Yang Unfortunately, in the final analysis, she is still the mistress who destroys other people's families.
When the mistress is so rampant and wanton, Yang Kexin dares to admit that she is second, and absolutely no one dares to say that she is first.
Yao Yiyi angrily stared at Ou Qingheng, who was kissing Yang Kexin affectionately in the photo, and said: "Mr. Ou, you guys are really loving. Yang Kexin just had a miscarriage and you are so close to each other. You are not afraid of a gun going off. Yang Kexin I might as well go into the operating room again."
She admitted that she was evil, but she really couldn't sympathize with Yang Kexin. People who repeatedly challenged her patience, even if she was the Virgin Mary, had a bottom line that could not be touched.
Yao Yiyi deleted the photo and said: "Yang Kexin, you just want me to leave, but I'm sorry, I suddenly don't want to leave. Aren't you sure that Ou Qingheng loves you? I want to see How deep is his love for you?"
Yang Kexin was completely disgusting to her, and it also gave her a desire to win. Apart from her identity, she was confident that she was inferior to Yang Kexin in every aspect, so as long as she worked hard, she did not believe that she could not win against Yang Kexin. .
Yao Yiyi, who aroused the desire to win, slept even more soundly.
When she woke up the next day, Yao Yiyi washed herself up in high spirits and put on a pink skirt. Although she was seven months old, except for her belly which was a little bigger, her limbs were very slender, so she wore a pink skirt. Such a youthful and energetic skirt didn't look out of place, but made her skin fairer and more delicate.
When she went downstairs, Ma Wu, who had just brought breakfast out of the kitchen, was stunned. Then she smiled and said, "Young madam, you are so beautiful today. Where are you going?"
Yao Yiyi walked down and said with a smile: "Wu Ma, you mean that I am not beautiful in my usual clothes?"
Wu Ma wiped her hands and said with a smile: "Young Madam is very good-looking in everything, but she looks particularly good-looking today. Maybe it has something to do with Young Madam's good mood."
Yao Yiyi touched her face and asked secretly, was she so obvious
"Wu Ma, I'll go shopping with you later and cook something delicious for Qingheng." Yao Yiyi said with a smile.
Wu Ma went into the kitchen and brought out the last breakfast, and said with a smile: "Young madam, I want you to accompany me, an old woman, to the vegetable market. It's just that the young master usually doesn't come back for lunch. You plan to bring the meal to the company." ?"
Yao Yiyi just nodded without any explanation.
After breakfast, Yao Yiyi accompanied Wu's mother to the vegetable market. The aunts and uncles in the market naturally praised them again when they saw them coming.
The people who usually buy food in the vegetable market are a group of aunts and aunts. Even if there are occasionally a few young couples buying food, there are definitely few good-looking ones, let alone a natural beauty like Yao Yiyi, so Yao Yiyi is here The wet market is definitely unique.