The supreme master of the female president

"I'm sorry, I went to the wrong ward." Yang Yitian let out a deep breath, turned around and walked out. Sure enough, as high as hope, as miserable as loss.

This beautiful pregnant woman touched her nine-month-old belly, feeling a little puzzled by Yang Yitian.

"How about it, is she the one you are looking for, can you give me the [-] million now?" Outside the door, seeing Yang Yitian coming out, Ye Wei put on a face as if he was asking for debts.

With low eyes, Yang Yitian grabbed Ye Wei by the collar and dragged him to a corner with one hand. Without a word, he beat him severely, venting the frustration and anger suppressed in his heart.

"Ah, forgive me!" Ye Wei held his head in both hands, curled up into a big shrimp, howling and begging for mercy.

After playing for a few minutes, Yang Yitian stopped and said in a low voice, "You keep the money for medical expenses."

After speaking, Yang Yitian left the hospital without looking back.

Not long after, the security guard of Haicheng Hospital hurried over here, helped up the bleeding Ye Wei, and asked, "Do you need to report the crime?"

"Report you big head, I fell by myself." Hearing that the security guard said he wanted to report the crime, Ye Wei immediately panicked, pushed them away and yelled at them, then ran away with a limp, and was beaten 20 times. Ten thousand yuan, he made a lot of money.

In the following period of time, Yang Yitian traveled to many places, never letting go of looking for Jiang Xinyao, and more than half a month passed in such a hurry.

On this day, snowflakes fell in the sky, and the cold wind blew on people's bodies, which was kind of bitingly cold.

Coming out of the local shipyard where sea fish were fished, Yang Yitian, physically and mentally exhausted, stood by the side of the road, letting flakes of snow fall on his head.

It has been almost two months, and there is no news about Jiang Xinyao. Even if Yang Yitian is unwilling to admit it, he can only accept the fact that she is dead. Otherwise, how could there be no clues for so long.

What's more, if Jiang Xinyao was still alive, it would have been nearly three months since her accident, and she should have returned to Ningjiang City, but she didn't.

Therefore, Yang Yitian knew very well that most of Jiang Xinyao and the child had been swallowed by the sea forever.

"Honey, I'm sorry!" Yang Yitian's voice was hoarse. He walked to the trash can, threw all the paper with Jiang Xinyao's photo into it, turned around and disappeared into the snowflakes.

On the highway heading to a certain city, Yang Yitian took out his mobile phone, hesitated for a moment, and dialed.

"Yitian." After the call was connected, there was a pleasant voice like a wind chime.

"I plan to go there!" Yang Yitian said hoarsely.

"When will you be there?" the woman on the phone asked.

Yang Yitian looked at the distance displayed on the navigation, and said calmly: "Tomorrow night!"

"Hmm." The woman on the phone didn't say much, but hummed lightly.

After finishing the call, Yang Yitian put his phone away and drove the car seriously. He had already made a decision to take that difficult step. Although he felt sorry for Jiang Xinyao, he couldn't live in the past forever.

It's just that Yang Yitian's heart is in great torment. If Jiang Xinyao is still alive, then his and her child should be born, and I don't know if it is a boy or a girl.

Sadness spread in Yang Yitian's eyes. If he had never known Jiang Xinyao, then as the president of a listed company, she must have lived a good life instead of being buried in the bottom of the sea.

However, everything in the world has long been predestined. This may be the fate of herself and Jiang Xinyao, and no one can change it.

After driving for a whole day, Yang Yitian came to the capital. Before that incident, this was his second home. Now that he came back again, he was inexplicably excited.

"Secret base." Yang Yitian's mouth suddenly showed a smile, remembering that Liu Yanran gave him the best tenderness in the world, full of good memories, but it's a pity that things have long changed.

Relying on the address in memory, Yang Yitian drove the car to a small Chinese-style two-story building outside the suburb of the fifth ring road.

Looking at the small building with the lights still on, Yang Yitian felt a little nervous. After taking a deep breath, he opened the car door and walked down.

Yang Yitian found that everything here has remained the same. The red flower tree that he once planted with Liu Yanran has grown very large now, and the petals will bloom every April and May.

Walking to the door, Yang Yitian stretched out his hand, but froze in mid-air again, and didn't knock it down for a long time, because he realized that he was not mentally prepared yet.

"Squeak!"

Just when Yang Yitian was struggling, the door that was originally closed was suddenly opened, and a beautiful face was drawn into his eyes.

"You're here." Liu Yanran's delicate body was wearing a set of loose gauze nightgown, her long hair was hanging straight to her waist, compared to the dignified and elegant last time I saw her, now she looks more feminine.

"I" Yang Yitian was speechless, his heart trembled uncontrollably in front of Liu Yanran who he once loved deeply, but also hated and loathed.

"Okay, I know what you want to say, come in first, it's a bit cold outside." Liu Yanran smiled smartly, and opened the door to let Yang Yitian in.

"Mommy mommy"

As soon as Yang Yitian entered the room, he heard a childish babbling sound. He turned his head and saw a crib. There was a very cute boy lying in it. His watery eyes were black and white, and he was very similar to Liu Yanran. That fair and tender little face was carved out of the same appearance as her own.

For a moment, the intimacy that blood is thicker than water hits Yang Yitian's heart instantly, he can feel the boiling of blood, this is his own child.

"Mom is here!" Liu Yanran stepped forward, holding the little boy in her arms, with a warm smile of motherly love on her face, it was impossible to tell that she was a ruthless woman who was famous in the capital, extremely smart, and good at manipulating people's hearts.

"Mom, mom..." The little boy seemed unable to speak, he kept shaking his hands and feet in Liu Yanran's arms, and only knew how to call mom.

"Do you want to hug?" Liu Yanran looked at Yang Yitian.

"Can I?" At this moment, Yang Yitian changed from a tough guy to a little helpless, even his voice was trembling.

"Of course, come to Dad to hug!" Liu Yanran handed the little boy to Yang Yitian carefully, and the word "Dad" pressed heavily on his chest like Mount Tai.

Yang Yitian picked up the little boy very gently, for fear that he would accidentally hurt him.