Mommy, Run Quickly

"Zhiyuan, don't be angry, OK?"

Looking at Zheng Zhiyuan's sinking face, Zhang Xinyao could not help but feel a little scared, and subconsciously opened his mouth and said a word.

But at the moment, Zheng Zhiyuan doesn't pay attention to the woman's meaning. He turns his head and looks at Yi Jin standing in the restaurant. His boredom deepens a little.

Originally, I still wanted to explain the night before with the woman, but all of them were interrupted directly by Zhang Xinyao.

Looking at Zhang Xinyao's appearance, Zheng Zhiyuan is not in a good mood at the moment, and his gloomy face is not relaxed at all.

"It's all because of Yi Jin. It's just like this now, isn't it?"

Just did not think, because of their silence, but will let Zhang Xinyao think so much about things, not waiting for the man to take back his thoughts, is listening to the harsh voice is transmitted.

"What's good about Yi Jin? Why do you treat her so well?"

"When on earth are you going to do this?"

Looking at Zheng Zhiyuan's sinking face and facing Yi Jin, they are not two people at all. Thinking of this, how could Zhang Xinyao bear it.

Just when Zhang Xinyao was preparing to go on with her words just now, she didn't expect that she would listen to the voice of a man.

At the moment, Zhang Xinyao looked at the other things in his mind, and then he was a little nervous.

"Zhiyuan, I have a stomachache."

After a while, Zhang Xinyao didn't know she could handle it. Looking at the man, she was about to turn around and leave. Subconsciously, she said something.

Holding her stomach tightly, Zhang Xinyao squatted down slowly. She was very clear that although Zheng Zhiyuan didn't like herself now, she would not do anything to herself even if it was for the children in her stomach.

It's like a woman who wants to look at Zhang Xinyao squatting in front of her. Zheng Zhiyuan slowly stops her steps.

"Zhiyuan, will you take me back to my room?"

"Since you are not feeling well, don't stay here. It will affect the rest of grandparents."

She hesitated for a moment. Zhang Xinyao just opened her mouth and said a word. She listened to the man's low voice. Before waiting for her to say anything, she saw Zheng Zhiyuan turn around and leave.

Clenching her fists tightly, Zhang Xinyao stood alone in the garden, looking at the back of the man leaving. The hatred in her eyes deepened a little.

But now this situation, Zhang Xinyao is very clear, there is no way to do anything to Yi Jin, think of this, how can the heart bear to live.

How could Yi Jin not know what Zhang Xinyao was thinking about, sitting in the dining room, watching two people leave, but her tight eyebrows did not loosen half a minute.

Thinking of what happened before, Yi Jin's face sank a little bit, but she didn't open her mouth to say anything, just sat quietly on the chair.

"Xiaojin, is there something uncomfortable?"

When Jiang Lanxi came out of the kitchen, he looked at Yi Jin's state, slightly twisted her eyebrows, and quickly walked towards the woman's side.

Did not think much of what, subconsciously thought that Yi Geun at the moment is because of pregnancy body discomfort, so it will become this way.

"It's OK, grandma. Maybe it's too long for the bus today, and the baby is a little tired."

Listening to the voice from the ear, Yi Jin slowly recovered her thoughts. Looking at Jiang Lanxi's tense face, the smile at the corner of her mouth slightly deepened.

"I'll take Xiaojin to have a rest. Don't worry, grandma."

Cong Yanfeng is chatting with song Chengkun in the living room. Listening to the sound of the dining room, he does not think much about it. He just stands up from his chair.

At the moment, looking at Yi Jin's pale face, she felt a little nervous in her heart. She held the woman's hand tightly, and she walked directly to the upstairs.

"What's the matter? Isn't it good for dinner at night

Until he returned to the room, Cong Yanfeng opened his mouth in a low voice and said a word. Looking at Yi Jin's face, he felt a little worried.

No matter what, now Yi Jin's state is the most important, the woman's mood will directly affect the baby's state, think of these things, Cong Yanfeng how can possibly relax down.

"Nothing..."

"how many times have you said nothing this evening?"

Under the title, Yan Jin didn't think of the words that Yan Cong didn't think of, but didn't want to stop.

"Come here all of a sudden. Are you not used to it?"

Slightly hesitated for a moment, Cong Yan door this is to re open his mouth to say a word, for a time or don't understand, Yi Jin's heart is what kind of idea."Yankai, if I cheated you before, would you be angry?"

After a long time, Yi Jin just started to speak again. I don't know what happened. After listening to Zhang Xinyao's words, she felt a little uneasy.

Those things that have been forgotten before, now I suddenly think of them. Looking at Cong Yanfeng's eyes, Yi Jin's tension is deepened a little bit.

"One night before, I had too much to drink. When I woke up, I was with Zheng Zhiyuan. I never told you about it."

Deeply took a breath, Yi Jin this is to hide in the heart of things said out, at the moment hanging heart, finally fell down.

Just looking at Cong Yan door did not open mouth to speak meaning, Yi Jin slightly Leng for a moment, looking at the man's focused eyes, at the moment, the uneasiness in the heart is deepened a few points.

"Yankai, don't be angry, OK? It's all before, and I really drank too much that night, and I didn't have any consciousness at all

"So, you should marry Zheng Zhiyuan because of this?"

Subconsciously said a word, but did not expect, will be listening to Cong Yan door's voice came over, did not expect that men will say this problem, can not help but stupefied.

"I didn't know what to do at that time, so I would..."

"why don't you come to me?"

Looking at the woman's tense appearance, Cong Yan door's tense face, at this moment is just a little relaxed a few minutes, low voice of the mouth said a word.

Hugging Yi Jin's shoulder tightly, Cong Yankai opened his mouth in a low voice and said a word, but the trace of indulgence in his eyebrows did not dissipate.