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"What's the matter?" He Yifan restrained his thoughts, put his hands on Shen Qianqing's sides, the longing in his eyes hadn't faded, it was as dark as dark clouds, his stomach was so tight that he could hardly suppress it.

But seeing Shen Qianqing's expression, He Yifan finally stopped abruptly.

There is always something wrong with Shen Qianqing today, but he can't tell what is wrong!

"I...I...I...I'm not feeling well today..." Shen Qianqing stammered, losing confidence as he spoke, the hand on He Yifan's chest gradually clenched into a fist, and he carefully closed it On the side, the whole person is tense like a bow, just waiting for He Yifan's arrow to come.

What qualifications does she have to resist He Yifan?

The child in her womb does not belong to He Yifan or the He family, but everything she owns now belongs to the He family.

What kind of expression will she use to face He Yifan today?

She is using the things of the He family to raise other people's children, and using the identity of Mrs. He to give the children the best glory.So what is the difference between her and those gold diggers who begged to enter the rich family for money?

What's more... what's more...

She loves He Yifan so much...

How could he allow such a blemish to take root in him, and then never get rid of it?

If the outside media were to distort it a little, this child would become a stain on He Yifan that would never be erased. How would she explain it to him?

Thinking about it, Shen Qianqing's heart throbbed with pain, as if it had been rooted by an impenetrable ivy, and she was about to suffocate.Tears fell down unexpectedly, and her hands involuntarily covered her stomach...

Child... What should I do with you?

What Shen Qianqing expected was not He Yifan's passionate kiss, but a burst of lust on his eyelashes.

"Don't worry, I won't force you, but what are you crying for?" He Yifan wiped the tears from Shen Qianqing's face, turned over and lay on his side beside Shen Qianqing, and put his hand on Shen Qianqing's shoulder.

Shen Qianqing shuddered, instinctively wanting to dodge, but He Yifan refused to give such a chance, forcibly pulled Shen Qianqing over, and stared at Shen Qianqing with a pair of eyes that could see almost everything.

"Look at me." He Yifan said, his voice was slightly angry.

Shen Qianqing was taken aback for a moment, but obviously didn't dare to dodge any more, she just stared at He Yifan's strong chest, and then managed to withdraw the tears from the corners of her eyes little by little.

"You have something on your mind." He Yifan affirmed.

Shen Qianqing shook her head: "It's just a nightmare."

"I'm already awake, why are you crying? What did you dream about?" He Yifan obviously didn't believe it, and immediately pressed on with the stick.

Shen Qianqing thought for a long time before sighing, "He Yifan, our child... I dreamed of our child..."

Before she finished speaking, Shen Qianqing choked up sobbing. Why Fan's eyes darkened, but he couldn't say what he said next. In a blink of an eye, he actually looked guilty.

Yes, there was a child between them, but that child was gone because of him.

This is what he owes to Shen Qianqing. As long as he mentions the child who died in his womb, it seems to remind him of how cold-blooded and cruel Zeng Jin was, and he almost missed everything in Shen Qianqing's life.

He couldn't understand the mother's feeling of losing her child, but seeing Shen Qianqing's tearful eyes, He Yifan felt as if his heart was tightly clenched by one hand, and all the soreness and pain rushed towards his head.