That night, Jing Seabuckthorn sat in front of the computer and searched for two events, one was the genealogy chart of the Francis family, and the other was the ex-wife of the chairman of FY.

—I hate the Francis family no less than you. ——

This is what Yi Chenming said to her.

The things about the Francis family on the Internet are almost superficial incidents. After reading it for a while, Jingshaji lost the mood to look for it.

Who is Yi Chenming, and his grievances with the Francis family, she really doesn't have the energy to think about these things.

With so much going on today, she just feels exhausted.

——Obviously, you didn’t take good care of your body after the last abortion, which left you with a lot of damage, so the chances of trying to conceive again in the future are not high. ——

At night, Jinghaiji lay on the bed without any sleepiness.

Her eyes were hot and uncomfortable, she only turned on a small dim wall lamp, listening to the beating sound of the second hand, she didn't dare to look at what time it was, all she knew was that Han Ziye...hasn't come back yet...

In front of him is the influence of what I saw on the hospital TV today. That woman, she... turns out to be a fiancée who is truly worthy of Han Ziye.

Regardless of appearance, temperament, or identity, the two of them are such a good match when they stand together...

Not coming back so late...he...should be over there...

Could it be that from now on... she will have to wait like this every day, even if she misses him no matter how much she still can't call him...

From then on, day after day, she couldn't contact him, she could only wait for his initiative to contact him, until one day, he completely forgot her in time...

This...may be her final destiny...

After all, he already has a beautiful woman by his side, and she will become his future wife...

When I think of this, my nose becomes sore.

The doorknob was turned slightly, Jingshaji was startled slightly, and instinctively closed his eyes.

After a while, she felt the quilt around her sink slightly, and the warm fingertips gently slid across her cheeks.

She felt that Han Ziye lay gently beside her, passed his arm under her neck, and pulled her into her arms with his long arms.

Hot lips gently rubbed against her ears. She wanted to pretend to be asleep, but she couldn't help but turn around and bury her head in his chest.

Her heart tightened suddenly, on his body, she smelled a fragrance that didn't belong to her...

It's... the fiancée's—

She silently retreated from his arms, Han Ziye suddenly grabbed her, but she still broke his hand away, pretending to just wake up, rubbed her eyes, sat up and said: "You're back? ...I'll put water on for you, you go take a shower first."

Han Ziye grabbed her and suddenly remembered what Luo Xuan had said to him.

——Don’t think Xiaosha chose you.Choosing yours is just a matter of timing.She is such a person who does not fight or grab, so when she saw Cheng Xue replacing her, she silently withdrew.Even then, she liked me.Han Ziye, remember, the same thing will happen to you, because it is not Xiaosha who chooses you, but the timing. ——

"...Midnight,...you go take a bath first." The scene in front of her became a little blurry, she insisted on telling him.

Even though she knew that this man was destined not to belong to her alone, but...Even so, she still didn't want to find traces of other women staying on him.It doesn't matter if you say she's deceiving yourself or others, or you say she's hypocritical... She still can't stand him making out with her like another woman!

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