Having Triplets With Potent CEO

She suddenly stopped and looked at her stomach.

The cold eyes are terrible.

Then the child can't stay.

But how could she finally have another child to keep his heart?

She must get his heart.

Tang Mengqian grasped her stomach and took a bit of ambition in her eyes.

afternoon

Joe Nancheng was dealing with things in the company. Suddenly, the assistant panted and ran in, sweating all over. He couldn't be worried, "Mr. Joe, it's not good."

"Miss Tang was hit by a car, child... It seems that she can't keep it."

Jonah sprang up from the sofa.

The hospital ambulance arrived ten minutes after the accident. At that time, Tang Mengxi's baby had already been lost. When she was sent to the hospital, the doctor said that the child's fetal heart had stopped.

Tang Mengqian cried sadly when she heard the news.

The whole corridor was filled with her sad cry.

Qiao Nancheng stood in the corridor and leaned against the wall. He had cigarette in his hand. The ash had reached the end. He scalded him for a while before he woke up. He looked up in amazement. His assistant was talking beside him.

"The investigation has made it clear that the person who hit Miss Tang Mengqian is a fan of Tang Qingge. He has always been dissatisfied with what Miss Tang Mengqian did to Tang Qingge. This time, he planned to retaliate for a long time. It's just a pity that the child in Miss Tang Mengqian's belly has taken shape and is a boy."

The assistant hesitated. "Would you like to have a look?"

Joe Nan Cheng held the cigarette in his hand. The cigarette end was hot and his palm was red. He seemed unconscious. He didn't turn his face.

Knowing the answer, the assistant turned and asked someone to deal with the dead baby.

But at this time, Tang Mengqian suddenly ran out in blue and white hospital clothes. She looked as if she had been greatly hit. As soon as she saw that the nurse was going to take away the child who had stopped breathing, she went crazy and grabbed him into her arms.

Tang Mengqian held the dead baby, her face was more ugly than a ghost, and looked at everyone with alert and mental breakdown, "why did you take my child!"

The nurse sighed. "The fetus has stopped breathing. We're going to put it in the morgue."

"Nonsense! My child won't die."

Her spirit seemed to be on the verge of collapse. Holding the blue child in her arms, she trembled, as if she would not accept the truth.

This scene made everyone in the corridor sigh.

Joe Nancheng felt a little uncomfortable when he saw this scene.

Suddenly, with a look on her face, she stumbled to Jonan City, held the child and showed him, "Brother Nancheng, look, this is the child I gave birth to you. This is our child. He is only nine months old and he will be born in another month. If he grows up a little longer, he can call your father. Brother Nancheng... He is so young and he is still so young. Why doesn't he talk?"

Qiao Nancheng looked at the boy whose whole body was wrinkled and white and his face was blue, and his heart suddenly shook hard.

He is the father of the child.

The idea suddenly came to my mind.

In the past, when the child was in Tang Mengqian's stomach, he didn't feel it, but now that the child is born, he can feel this little life, and this is his child.

He looked at Tang Mengqian again. Tang Mengqian was pale and in a trance. She looked greatly hit.

She was tottering, as if she would fall down in the next second.

He clenched his fist and said, "he's dead."

"He didn't! I could hear him moving in my stomach, and I could also hear his' gurgling 'voice in my stomach. I was pregnant with him for nine months. I dreamed of him last night. He wasn't dead! You lied to me! You lied to me!"