CEO's Forced Love

Some things can't be thought about. Once you think about them, you will feel more and more like that.

Ye Zhiqiu couldn't sleep in bed and was still struggling with whether she had taken medicine. Then she thought of her great aunt who didn't come at the beginning of the month. She had lived heartlessly before, but now she couldn't help thinking about the disadvantages. Today is the 23rd, although she used to come to her great aunt every other month.

What if it does?

Ye Zhiqiu doesn't want to go to the hospital to shed, not only because of miscarriage, but also because this is her first child with Huo Zhongxiao.

But in the current situation, they shouldn't have a child.

……

Ye Zhiqiu was awakened by a faint stomachache. On his side, he found that it was dawn outside. It should be only around 5 a.m.

The man beside the pillow may be too tired and still sleeping.

Ye Zhiqiu quietly got out of bed and went to the bathroom with his stomach covered.

When she saw the blood on her little wife, she was relieved and disappointed. She looked forward to the arrival of her aunt in the middle of the night, but it also showed that she was not pregnant.

Since the last Oolong incident, ye Zhiqiu has carried spare tampons in his bag.

She padded a tampon on her underwear and crept back to bed. Just lying down, Huo Zhongxiao moved, turned over and hugged her from behind. It was almost a subconscious action. He still closed his eyes and just asked her what she was doing.

"Go to the bathroom." Ye Zhiqiu nestled in his arms and muttered again like a spoiled child: "my stomach hurts a little."

Then she had a big hand on her lower abdomen.

The warmth of the palm seemed to have a healing function. After a while, ye Zhiqiu found that the pain slowed down, closed his eyes and continued to sleep.

——

Ye Zhiqiu's holiday came for only one day.

When she returned to the dormitory to take a bath in the evening, she found that the new tampon was very clean. In fact, the previous one had no blood and was pitifully small.

She had never encountered such a situation before. After taking a bath, she asked around the dormitory.

Ma Ningning disagreed: "I do this occasionally. I don't come at all. What's the matter?"

Wen Xiang came in from the balcony after drying his clothes. He didn't forget to make fun of his personal experience: "my aunt hasn't said anything in the past four months. You've only been a month. Go aside and don't stimulate me."

"My situation is different from yours."

"What's different?" Ma Ningning asked Wen Xiang in one voice.

Ye Zhiqiu didn't dare to mention the pregnancy problem. He was trying to fool the past with words. The duck had enthusiastically raised his hand and intervened: "will it be hemorrhoids rupture?"

“……”

Everyone dispersed in a crowd.

At ten o'clock in the evening, ye Zhiqiu finished his routine phone call from Huo Zhongxiao. Just as he was about to climb to the upper bunk to sleep, the mobile phone beside the bed began to vibrate again.

The screen shows ye's landline number.

Ye Zhiqiu put on her slippers again and went to the balcony to answer the phone.

When the phone was connected, it was not ye Jiming or aunt fan's voice, but Han Minjing's cold voice: "it's me."

“……”

Ye Zhiqiu couldn't help holding his fingers tightly.

Han Minjing didn't hear her response. After a pause, she said over there, "I'm asleep? I just called you, but I kept reminding you that I'm on the phone. I asked aunt fan. She said you shouldn't rest at the moment."

"What's up?" Ye Zhiqiu asked.

What happened in the past made it impossible for her to be as close to her mother as her girl.

"Why didn't you go home this weekend?"

Ye Zhiqiu frowned and said something stingy: "why should I go back? Why, do you want to pull me as an audience to watch you quarrel?"

"..." Han Minjing didn't answer.

Ye Zhiqiu couldn't stand such silence. She was about to cut off the phone. Han Minjing suddenly said, "if I divorce your father, would you like to live with me?"

Han Minjing's voice sounded ethereal, as if it came from a far away place, empty and untrue.

"Divorce is your own business. You don't need to tell me."

With that, ye Zhiqiu pressed the hang up button.

——

If I divorce your father

Because of this sentence, ye Zhiqiu didn't sleep well all night, and Han Minjing's sentence 'would you like to live with me' was repeated in his mind.

She couldn't figure out how Han Minjing felt when she said this sentence.

When ye Zhiqiu thought that this was Han Minjing's angry remark that she changed her mind the next day as before, Han Minjing really proposed a divorce to ye zanwen. Even the divorce agreement was printed and mailed to ye zanwen, then packed up her luggage and moved back to Han's house with sister-in-law Yun.

The efficiency is beyond everyone's imagination.

Ye Zhiqiu received a call from Aunt fan. She said that Han Minjing walked without hesitation and was stunned for a moment.

"Maybe my wife really wants to understand."

Aunt fan sighed helplessly and continued: "after that quarrel with her husband, except for the hospital, her wife didn't go out, and the whole person was haggard."

Ye Zhiqiu asked, "then my father should have agreed to divorce?"

"Sir, I haven't said anything yet."

Aunt fan is from the past. In fact, she can see that Mr. Fan still has feelings for his wife. Otherwise, as soon as the agreement is reached, she will beat the gongs and drums early to finish signing and settle the matter.

Han Minjing's divorce from ye zanwen is like a small stone thrown into the lake for the Ye family and the Han family, which is bound to stir up thousands of waves.

"Eldest lady, my wife actually cares about you, but she doesn't know how to confess. In addition, there are so many things in the past... Alas, when you were hospitalized last time, you knew that you had a sore throat and could only eat liquid food. My wife specially made soup for you, and she didn't let me help. She stayed in the kitchen all the time."

Aunt Fan said before hanging up: "my wife often goes to your room when she comes back. Sometimes it takes a few hours to sit down. The other day I helped the old minister dry the album. Some of them were taken and sent back when you were abroad. My wife took the album away when she saw it and returned it to me the next day."

Holding the mobile phone, ye Zhiqiu stood on the balcony.

Her mood is like a willow in a storm, staggering and in a mess.

Han Minjing has not been close to her since she can remember.

Han Minjing never hugged her and kissed her. She had a good time playing with building blocks. Occasionally, when she turned back, she could see Han Minjing's cold eyes.

Before, she always thought Han Minjing hated herself because she looked like ye zanwen. Later, she realized that Han Minjing was not angry with her because ye zanwen was angry with her, but because of her birth, which drew an insurmountable gap in Han Minjing's marriage with ye zanwen.

It turned out that she was the culprit.

She once told herself silently in the bottom of her heart that since they don't treat her as a daughter, she doesn't want parents like them.

But now, hearing what aunt Fan said, ye Zhiqiu only felt that her chest was blocked badly. Even if they wanted to divorce, she didn't be indifferent.