Young Master Gu, your wife's vest has fallen off again

"No, other than this I can arrange the best apartment and nanny for you." Gu Zhanyan pursed his lips slightly.Revealed a trace of unyielding.

"Forget it, I don't need to be like this." He Yi heard this, closed his eyes as if in despair, and breathed out slowly.As if going to sleep forever.

Gu Zhanyan looked at He Yi with complicated eyes, as if she had no hope of living.Thinking about the child in her stomach, Gu Zhanyan couldn't really ignore her.after all…

"Then what exactly do you want, you just say it." Gu Zhanyan's only thought now is to let the child live.After all, it is his own flesh and blood, so how could he ignore it.And the old man has always wanted to hug his grandson.

"I'm going to move to your place, don't worry I won't disturb you, I'll take good care of the baby. I won't interfere with your life after the child is born." He Yi opened his eyes and looked at the man in front of him, as if the last time A life-saving straw in general.Want to pull tight but dare not use too much force.

The voice stopped abruptly, and there was a quiet breath in the air.The two just looked at each other up and down, and neither of them spoke.

I don't know how long it took, a voice collapsed in the silent air, "Yeah"

He Yi's eyes lit up when he heard this voice.Pulled out a happy smile.

Gu Zhan looked at He Yi expressionlessly, but his slightly pursed lips and eyebrows showed that he was in a bad mood.

"I will find someone to pack your things for you, can we eat now?" Gu Zhanyan said coldly.

Even if He Yi could hear the unhappiness in Gu Zhanyan's words, he would not care about these emotions.Only the full expectation is shown on the face.

"I want to eat home food." He Yi said with a smile on his face.

"Wait for a while." Gu Zhanyan said coldly.

"After a while? Gu Zhanyan, you want to lie to me" He Yi changed his mood suddenly, and the sad mood came right away, which caught Gu Zhanyan by surprise.But he didn't care whether she was sad or not, as long as the child in his stomach was fine.

"I'll pick you up in a while, not now."

"Then let me die. I'm not afraid to have children with me." He Yi said with firm eyes.

"He Yi, are you using the child to force me?" Gu Zhanyan was completely angry, his voice was as cold as a sharp sword.

"Gu Zhanyan, do you know that I am alone in this cold ward, eating and sleeping, when those cold needles are stuck in my body. Do you know that feeling? You don't understand. I feel that I have no Lili is living like this day after day. I just want a place where I can feel at ease and have a familiar place. When I give birth to our child, I will not pester you. I will leave by myself. Can you just see that you loved me five years ago and I was pregnant with your child again. Can you just let me give birth to the baby properly." He Yisheng sobbed with tears.He stretched out his hand to grab the corner of Gu Zhanyan's clothes.

Gu Zhanyan looked at the corner of his clothes being pulled by He Yi, and lowered his head in thought.

Standing up from the chair suddenly, the hand holding the hem of the clothes was taken away.

He Yi looked at Gu Zhanyan who was standing with sad eyes.

"Someone will pick you up later," Gu Zhanyan said coldly.His eyes didn't stop there.Turn around and leave after speaking.He didn't say a word and gave He Yi a look.

He Yi lay on the bed, watching the man in front of him walk away mercilessly, as if it was his limit.Lips curled into a sneer.He didn't know whether he was laughing at Gu Zhanyan or himself.

Although her goal has been achieved, why is there still such pain in her heart, making it difficult for her to breathe.How happy it would be if there was no threat of Zhong Louyu between them.But the result is always so unsatisfactory.She knew Gu Zhanyan because of this.Since you don't love me, Gu Zhanyan, don't even think about living happily with others in this world.Yun Yaoyao, Gu Zhanyan, I want you to come with me.

"let's start."

In the courtyard of the villa, a dark crowd filled the entire courtyard. A broad and strong figure stood in a daze in front of him. Looking at the dark wooden coffin in front of him, the eye circles of this strong man turned red.

"My lord, you are so sad and obedient."

The white-haired old man standing next to Zhong Fuhong was dressed in a black suit, his eyes looked a little melancholy, and he, who was always calm, was also affected by the solemn atmosphere of the scene. Looking at Zhong Fuhong's red eyes, the white-haired old man sighed With a voice of persuasion.

"Ugh."

At this moment, Zhong Fuhong's eyes were bloodshot, staring at the wooden coffin in front of him, and sighed softly. Zhong Hu is his only son, and this is his queen.

The white-haired man sent the black-haired man, Zhong Fuhong was originally in his prime, but after experiencing the pain of bereavement, he looked much older, but his majestic spirit was still there, even so, the forces in the family were also Dare not covet Zhong Fuhong's family property.

At this moment, in the courtyard of the villa, many guests from the family came. They said they were here to attend Zhong Hu's funeral, but they were not.

"Master, let's go."

The white-haired old man saw that the crowd was getting more and more, and it was almost the same now, and it would change later, it would be better to solve it as soon as possible, then the white-haired old man looked at Zhong Fuhong and said in a deep voice.

Zhong Fuhong entrusted Zhong Hu's funeral to the white-haired old man. He really didn't want to admit the fact that his son died tragically, so he just followed behind.

Zhong Fuhong glanced at the crowd, almost all the people who came were here, and those who should come had already come, but he didn’t know if those who shouldn’t come would come. There was no one he was looking for, so he nodded slightly towards the white-haired old man, signaling him to start.

Immediately after receiving the order, the white-haired old man waved his hand, and a group of people under him saw that the funeral began immediately.

Zhong Fuhong followed behind with blank eyes.

First, the priest prayed once in front of Zhong Hu's coffin, and then all the guests came forward to mourn in silence and send flowers. Zhong Fuhong stood there, motionless, but a lady standing next to Zhong Fuhong looked like Zhong Hu. They were very similar, her eyes were already swollen, she looked like Zhong Fuhong's wife, Zhong Hu's mother was right, she was standing in front of the grave, and she would bow politely after the guests mourned.

Zhong Fuhong stood there in a daze, looking around. Everything in this cemetery looked so desolate. He never thought that one day he would come here to bury his son. He thought it would be Zhong Hu who died for him. Unexpectedly, it turned out that he was the white-haired man who gave the black-haired man in the end.