Cold President: Ex-wife is hard to chase

Chapter 426 This is the threat (1)
"Ling Mo!" Ye Chen wanted to hiss hard, but the words seemed to be pressed in his throat, so low that almost no one could hear them.

Song Yi, who was belatedly aware, had already caught up at this time. Seeing Ye Chen, whose back was facing him and trembling, his heart sank suddenly. He narrowed his eyes and looked over her shoulder towards the bed.

When he saw the big bed, which was empty, he couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief.

If Zhu Fengfeng hadn't called him back halfway, if he hadn't been thirsty and went to the convenience store to buy a bottle of water, maybe he wouldn't have guessed that Ye Chen would turn back so early.

This Mrs. Ling, what should he really say?

Hey, he shook his head and thought to himself, sure enough, there is a radish and a hole, it’s not that the family does not enter the house, there was a scheming Boss Ling who was enough to torment him, and now there is another one who is only slightly inferior to Boss Ling. A little Boss Ling, this made him feel so embarrassed.

Ye Chen heard the sound of panting, and guessed that it was Song Yi who had come. Without looking back, he looked at the big bed not far away with tears in his eyes, "Song Yi, why are you here again?"

Song Yi blinked, "I don't worry about you, and there are two little bosses Ling."

He already knew that Ye Chenhuai was a boy and a girl, but just from the title, he didn't distinguish the two children so clearly, and collectively called them Little Boss Ling.

Ye Chen stretched out his hand, wiped away tears casually with his sleeve, then turned around, "Song Yi, I want to stay here today to accompany him, can I trouble you to buy something for me?"

Although Ye Chen's face has been wiped clean, through the red eyes, Song Yi still knows that she was crying just now, it is indeed the case, full of so many hopes, but it was shattered overnight, whoever, whoever I can't accept it.

Thinking of something, he really wanted to shake his head mercilessly and coldly, and then say "no" loudly, but when he met Ye Chen's red eyes full of sorrow, he couldn't control his words. Nodding, "Sister-in-law, what do you want to buy?"

Ye Chen's backpack doesn't look big, but it has everything in it, such as the note handed to Song Yi in front of him, saying that he was asked to buy something.

Song Yi took the note, scratched his head, and scratched his head again, his brows were wrinkled, apparently looking for a reason to go back on his word.

In the end, under the gaze of Ye Chen's exquisite eyes, he couldn't think of any reason, sighed, and could only obediently exit the room, walked out of the villa, and ran straight down the mountain.

Ye Chen walked to the window, opened the thick velvet curtains, and watched Song Yi leave before turning around and sitting by the bed.

After sitting blankly for a while, she suddenly thought of something, so in the next second, she leaned down, closed her eyes, concentrated on the clean cotton sheet, and took a deep breath.

It is very fragrant, very elegant, and it feels very comfortable to the touch. But when Ye Chen sat up straight and opened her eyes, she felt a sense of disappointment, because she didn't smell the familiar scent.

Her legs were tired, more of it was her heart. After sitting by the bed for a while, Ye Chen felt even more tired. She leaned against the back of the bed. She slowly closed her eyes. Before she knew it, she fell asleep. past.

She seemed to be dreaming. In the dream, there was a burst of pear blossoms, with a bit of mint aroma, blowing towards her face. It smelled very good, very good, a bit like the BING that she wanted to eat most when she was sick when she was a child—Candy Sydney.

Maybe it was because her wish was too lacking when she was a child, which made her grow up so much, even in her dreams, she was so obsessed with it. In the end, she fell asleep without any consciousness, but murmured BING—Sugar Sydney.

Ye Chen was woken up by the phone ringing. No matter who it is, it is estimated that the brain always lags behind for a moment when it just wakes up, and Ye Chen is no exception.

Although he was woken up by the ringing of the phone, his eyes were wide open.

Looking at the photo of himself posted on the snow-white wall, the thoughts before going to bed came back to his mind bit by bit.

Mint flavor!The three words flashed into her mind, and despite her current body not allowing her to sit up from the bed so suddenly, she still did it involuntarily.

After sitting up from the bed, she ignored the non-stop ringing phone, but looked at the room carefully, looking at every corner.

There was disappointment in his eyes, and the same disappointment in his heart, the noisy ringtone was still ringing in his ears, Ye Chen had to take it out, and pressed the answer button without looking at it.

The phone was only connected, but Zhou Weike's anxious voice came from the other end, "Chenchen, where are you?"

Hearing it, although he was very anxious, when the call was connected, he still maintained his calmness.

Ye Chen lowered his head and stared blankly at the silk quilt on his body, "Vike, I'm leaving, thank you for taking care of me during this time, I don't want to hurt you anymore."

"What did you say to me, thank you, tell me where you are?" Zhou Weike's voice suddenly became anxious, such a gentle person, so impatient, but he thought how much what he said just now meant to him Big thrill.

Ye Chen fiddled with the embroidery on the silk quilt, and said lightly: "Vike, you have treated me so well, but I can't repay you. I really feel guilty."

Hearing her words, Zhou Weike's eager voice turned into a tinge of anger, "Ye Chen, you are due to give birth in one month, you have no money, and you have no experience, so if you do this, Will harm the child, good boy, tell me where are you?"

Ye Chen frowned, Zhou Weike's love for her, as she said, was irrepayable, and he really couldn't delay him any longer.

Thinking of this, Ye Chen choked up, and after saying "thank you" again into the microphone, she hung up the phone directly.

Eight months pregnant, it is no longer possible for her to bend her legs like before, and bury her head deeply between her legs, so that no one can see her, but she can vent her emotions wantonly.

She withdrew her hand from stroking the quilt, and covered her face with her hands that still had scars. She wanted to cry aloud, but... for the sake of the child in her belly, she was still holding back.

After venting her complicated emotions, she let go of her hand, and her eyes fell on the silk quilt on her body again unintentionally. Looking at it fixedly, a flash of light flashed in her mind, as if she was struck by lightning on a sunny day, and she suddenly became enlightened.

(End of this chapter)