As deep as you are as hell

Looking at the suitcase lying on the ground, I was so numb from the pain that I couldn't feel any humiliation. I just dragged it with difficulty and walked out step by step.

It was getting dark outside the door, and there were groups of people everywhere. I wandered like a lonely ghost, my feet were sore from walking, and my stomach felt a wildfire-like hunger.

But looking at the brightly lit storefronts around me, I didn't dare to go in. No one was looking at me, but I felt that they were all looking at me with contempt.

My cheeks were involuntarily hot, I subconsciously wrapped myself in a windbreaker, and looked around in a daze.

Touching my lower abdomen, I couldn't help the sore eye circles. I don't want this child.

My fingers gradually clenched, painfully blown by the cold wind.

"Excuse me, is this Miss Chen?"

Just as I was about to go to the hospital to have an abortion, a Maybach suddenly stopped in front of me. It was a smooth, silver-gray model that was low-key and luxurious. A man in a suit and leather shoes stepped out of the car.

The moment I heard his question, I subconsciously tried to avoid it, but he stopped me, and my voice was like a mosquito: "Yes, yes... What can I do for you?"

The eyes of the man opposite were full of respect: "You are pregnant, my boss asked me to come and take care of you."

I instantly felt ashamed of being stripped of my clothes in the street, but my reason told me.

The only one who knew I was pregnant, apart from Qin Lang, mother and son, and me, should be the real father of the child in my stomach.

But who is he?

The fear of the unknown grasped me tightly like a hand, and I instinctively took a few steps back: "What's the matter with you?"

I was so nervous, my heart beat so fast that it was hard to breathe.

The other party just smiled: "Come here, take Miss Chen away, let's check her well."

I subconsciously turned around and wanted to run, but I was nailed to the spot by a sentence, and my feet were as heavy as lead: "If Miss Chen still wants to know who ordered Qin Lang, just follow us."

These words were like a chain, fastening around my neck.

I just felt a lump of cotton in my throat, and I was almost speechless: "I will... give birth to this child, but you have to tell me the truth."

"You have to be honest when doing business. Ms. Chen will talk about it after the child is born."

My questioning was in vain, so I could only follow my fate and get in the car.

They sent me to the villa and arranged for a team of medical staff to examine me.

"Jiaojiao, here is a VIP client who wants you by name, you have to treat him well."

The next day I was driven to work by that Maybach. I was stopped by my supervisor as soon as I entered the door. Looking at the materials on my desk, I felt a little complicated.

After I got married, I was almost always a housewife. As a bank employee, I haven't taken my job seriously for a long time.

But Qin Lang...

Thinking of Qin Lang's eyes yesterday, my heart felt as if a knife had been pierced, and I subconsciously bit my lip: "I see, I'll go later."

The boss didn't say much, just nodded with satisfaction.

I sat on the seat and saw that the workstation was full of traces of my love for Qin Lang.

The sweetness at that time seems like a joke now.

I couldn't help shortness of breath, and gripped my fingers tightly, pain throbbing in my palm like needles.

I let out a long breath of turbid air to get rid of the soreness in my heart, and started to prepare the materials.

But it is not the information of that VIP customer.

After cooling off in the hotel last night, I suddenly caught a clue about the father of the child.

On February [-]th, Qin Lang and I went to a reception, and it was during the reception that I vaguely felt that Qin Lang and I did that kind of thing.

If there are no accidents... the father of the baby in my womb should be the person at the reception.

"Hi, may I borrow your surveillance room? I'm a guest who came here to attend the reception on February [-]th. I lost something very important and want to see the surveillance."

I went to the monitoring room and called out the monitoring very smoothly. In the video, I watched Qin Lang help me, who was drunk, into the room with my own eyes.

Then he came out mercilessly, and then another man walked into my room.

This scene was like a sharp knife piercing my heart, and the pain was so painful that I could hardly speak. I clenched my fists subconsciously and bit my lips tightly to avoid being exposed.

Qin Lang actually let other men take advantage of it!

I suppressed my anger and grief and continued to check.

But to my regret, because of the angle, I couldn't see the man's face, only the prayer beads on his wrist.

He turned his head slowly, and I held my breath, trying to see his face clearly.

The monitoring was suddenly interrupted.

"How is this going……?"

I couldn't help being stunned, and the staff was full of apologies: "Some time ago, our hotel's monitoring was faulty, and I'm really sorry if I couldn't help you..."

A huge gap hit my face, I endured the loss and could only turn around and leave.

After sorting out my emotions, I took a taxi to today's work place.

Yuanshui Group, the VIP client I want to receive is the manager of this group.

I took a few deep breaths, trying to adjust my emotions.

Yuanshui Group is a well-known company in this city. It must not be easy for someone to climb to the position of manager in this kind of unit. If I want to win this customer, I must show [-] points of energy.

"Hello, I'm Chen Jiao from the Erythronia Bank..."

With this kind of determination, I slowly opened the door of the office, and I couldn't help being surprised when I pushed the door open.

I originally thought that this client was at least thirty years old, but who knew that the man sitting in front of me looked about my age.

He has sharp eyebrows and is handsome, exuding an aura of being unapproachable from all over his body, even if he is compared with the popular male stars at the moment, he is extremely brilliant.

"Miss Chen?"

When I was slightly absent-minded, his thick and slightly magnetic voice pulled me out of my astonishment. I couldn't help but blushed slightly, smiled at him sorry, and quickly stepped forward to introduce the bank's corresponding wealth management products.

However, in the process of my introduction, I found that this customer seemed to lack interest in the products I brought.

I couldn't help worrying: Is this business going to fail?

Thinking of this, I introduced it even harder.

However, the result was beyond my expectation.

"They are all pretty good. Ms. Chen is very sincere. I want all these wealth management products."

Two hours later, he lightly won hundreds of thousands of wealth management products.

The huge surprise almost knocked me out, and I couldn't get back to my senses: "That... are you sure you want all these products?"

I carefully made the final confirmation, and the other party gave an affirmative answer again.

I was instantly overwhelmed by surprise, and then a little confused.

Such a young manager looks like he has only worked for two or three years. Where can he get the money to buy so many wealth management products?

This question drove me, and I subconsciously glanced at his wrist.

There is a little black on it, which is exactly the same color as the beads.

I couldn't help staring at his wrist.

My heartbeat accelerated rapidly, my mouth was dry, and even my palms were sweating.