The reborn cute wife is a ghost

Chapter 215 Pregnancy (1)
The temperature around him dropped sharply, Qiao Guan shuddered violently, and turned his head to exchange a look with it.

Looking at the greedy face of the black cat, Qiao Wan glared at it: "Sucking the soul of a living person is in itself a very destructive thing, let alone eating a vaginal fetus... Don't mess around, do you still want to be reincarnated?"

While speaking, there was a hint of concern in her voice.

The black cat's heart skipped a beat, but it just snorted coldly and didn't make a sound.

In fact, she has already given up the chance of reincarnation. Instead of accepting birth, old age, sickness and death, it is better to pursue eternal life. Even if she can no longer live a normal life, it is better than being an animal in the world.

In the next few days, the black cat stopped following her. Although it didn't say anything, Qiao Wan still vaguely guessed what it was thinking.

Aqi is probably waiting for a vaginal fetus to be born...

That will have to wait until three years later.

Qiao Guan was cleaning the balcony with a broom. It had been a week since she fought Chu Xinmeng last time. She had promised Uncle Zheng not to conflict with her, so she didn't pay too much attention to her.

As for Zhao Ling, he is probably still in the hospital. Last time, a stone was thrown into the calf by Chu Xinmeng, and one leg was almost disabled. He is still in the treatment stage.

Qiao Wan thought for a while, lowered his head and pondered whether he should go to the hospital to see her, but after thinking about it carefully, he dismissed the idea, well, don't cause trouble, isn't there Zhao Tongyang by her side?
So in the next few days, Qiao Wan went to and from school obediently, and lived a peaceful life. After all, the snake ghost would not easily provoke people around her because of her status as a ghost messenger.

But who knows that not long after, Chu Xinmeng took a long vacation.

There is no other reason, after 49 days, she finally conceived, and now she is lying on the bed sickly, in the eyes of outsiders, she seems to be sick.

Chu Jinpeng was so anxious, he hurriedly called for a doctor, and after an examination, the entire room was full of faces.

"Get out! You quack doctor! How could my daughter be pregnant? Fart for nothing, and talk nonsense, I will kill you!"

He took out his gun while talking, which made the poor doctor tremble, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and checked Chu Xinmeng again while being pointed at by a few black gun barrels.

Chu Jinpeng urged impatiently: "How?"

Cold sweat broke out on the doctor's forehead: "..."

He... dare not say...

In the end, there was nothing to do, he knelt down to the group of people tremblingly: "Mr. Chu, I am incompetent, you...you should hire someone else."

Chu Jinpeng's response to him was to kick him over.

After that, he didn't believe in evil, and invited several doctors one after another, and the answers they gave were the same, that he was indeed pregnant.

Now Chu Jinpeng had no choice but to believe it. Looking up at his daughter's sleeping face angrily, he said angrily and sadly, "Whose species is it?!"

Under the dim light, Chu Xinmeng leaned on the pillow drowsily, her delicate facial features now showing a sickly white.

She looks very thin, and the five fingers exposed outside the silk quilt have now become as thin as dry wood.

"Father, please don't ask, just leave me alone for a while." She sobbed delicately, her shoulders trembled, and she had a gesture of pity for me.

Chu Jinpeng's face was ashen, seeing that she refused to speak, he swung the hourglass off the table with a flick of his hand, and there was a loud "bang", and the glass shards scattered all over the floor.

On this day, the Chu family villa was enveloped by a low air pressure.

in the study.

With a sound of "shua", Chu Jinpeng pulled the curtain open with such force that the metal buckle on the top was almost torn off.

Feng Heide closed the door quietly, with the same gloomy expression.

"Investigate! Assign people to go down, I must know which dog did the good thing!" When he spoke, his face was livid and his expression was stern, as if he wanted to tear the other party's body into pieces.

Feng Heide nodded without hesitation. If he were to know who that person was, he would definitely shoot his brains out.

"Uncle Nine, what should Miss do?"

Chu Xinmeng usually has a very small range of activities, and it will be a matter of time before he finds someone. The most important thing is how to deal with the situation now.

Chu Jinpeng's hands hanging by his side clenched into fists. His daughter, whom he had cherished for more than ten years, was being bullied for no reason. He only felt a twinge of pain in his heart.

"Take her to the hospital in two days when she is emotionally stable. This bastard can't stay."

Feng Haide turned his face away: "What if Miss is unwilling?"

Chu Jinpeng withdrew his hand angrily, but he didn't feel any pain when his nails sank into his flesh: "Whether she wants to or not, I'll kill her!"

Hearing this, Feng Heide let out a sigh of relief.

But a few days later, before Chu Jinpeng could make a move, Chu Xinmeng fought back first.

The afternoon sun was just right, and Feng Heide led a group of people into her room.

The girl on the bed was still beautiful, but she was thinner and thinner. She squinted her eyes slightly, her eyes darting sullenly at the visitor, and suddenly, as Feng Heide approached, she snatched the pistol from his waist.

Her movements were too fast, so fast that people couldn't react in time, but then, when Feng Heide heard the metal friction sound of the bullet being loaded, he froze instantly in fright.

"Call my father." Compared with the panicked expressions of everyone, Chu Xinmeng looked extraordinarily calm.

Chu Jinpeng arrived home soon in a special car.

He hurried upstairs, and as soon as he entered the door, he was almost frightened by the scene in front of him and his heart stopped beating.

"Xinmeng, what are you doing?"

Chu Xinmeng pointed the black muzzle of the gun at his temple, with a serious expression: "Dad, don't force me. If this child is gone, I will never live alone!"

Chu Jinpeng's head was covered with cold sweat, seeing that her decisive attitude was not just putting on airs, he panicked even more.

"Put down the gun first, let's talk if we have something to say."

He stared at the front tightly, afraid that the gun would not work well, what should we do if it misfired?
"You promise me first!" Chu Xinmeng's face turned even paler, under the dazzling incandescent lamp, she didn't have any expression, only screaming hysterically.

(End of this chapter)