Domineering CEO: Woman, please be responsible

Tang An'an, you can't like me...

Cheng Yuji's words pierced Tang An'an's heart unexpectedly like an ice blade, it was cold and painful.Tears rolled down suddenly, she got off the bed in a panic, turned her back to Cheng Yuji, and hurriedly concealed her panic and tears.

Cheng Yuji looked at Tang An'an's back and frowned.

The tears came unexpectedly, Tang An'an wiped them away for a long time before wiping them away.After making sure that she would not cry again, she slowly turned around and forced a smile on her face, "Cheng Yuji, what are you thinking about? How could I like you? In my heart, you are my benefactor at best , you helped me a lot, and I will remember you forever."

She was smiling with the corners of her mouth bent, but she was crying like a river in her heart.

Cheng Yuji raised his head, took a deep look at her, and said deeply after a long time, "That's good."

That's good……

In a word, Tang An'an seemed to have fallen into a bottomless abyss, with no more sunshine or hope.

A few months later, she was driven out of the house by the Tang family. When she lived alone in a rented house with a big belly, she would always think of Cheng Yuji involuntarily. Every time she thought of him, she felt as if she had died. Every inch, every pore, hurt to the extreme.

At that time, she even felt that she would probably be like this, hurt for a lifetime, and would never get better...

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Song Qingtian has suffered from severe morning sickness in the past few days, much more uncomfortable than when she was pregnant with Xiaoxi.

Aunt Sun tried every means to make delicious food for her every day, but she just couldn't eat it, and she vomited whatever she ate, which made her feel extremely uncomfortable.

At noon that day, Aunt Sun made chicken soup for her, skimming off all the oil, leaving only the fragrance of chicken soup, not greasy at all.But Song Qingtian still vomited after taking a sip.

Aunt Sun hurriedly handed over the trash can, and straightened up distressedly: "What's wrong with this, if you vomit like this, the child will not grow up well, and the adults will also suffer, what should we do!"

Before the words were finished, the door suddenly opened with a "click".

When Shen Xiangzhi entered the room, he heard Aunt Sun talking, and when he looked again, he saw Song Qingtian with his head lowered in the trash can, spitting acid water non-stop.

Suddenly, his heart ached, he strode towards Song Qingtian without even changing his shoes.

"Sunny!" He squatted down, and brushed Song Qingtian's hair that was loose on his cheeks behind his ears.Seeing Song Qingtian's pale face without blood, he blamed himself to the extreme.

He didn't take good care of her.When she was pregnant with Xiaoxi, he was not by her side, and now, he is not by her side.She was so uncomfortable, but he couldn't share a little for her.Seeing Song Qingtian like this, he even thought about not having this child, and not having any children in the future...

As he thought about it, he couldn't help expressing what was in his heart, "Sunny day, let's not want this child..."

Song Qingtian froze suddenly, she raised her head, looked at him, her eyes widened in disbelief, "What did you say?"

Shen Xiangzhi's face was full of distress, he raised his hand, and touched Song Qingtian's thin cheek, a flash of pain flashed in his eyes, his voice choked up, "I don't want you to suffer."

It turned out that he couldn't bear her to suffer.

Song Qingtian breathed a sigh of relief.

"I'm fine, Shen Xiangzhi. This is our child. I love him, and you should love him too." She looked at him, put her hand on his forehead, and stroked his frowning eyebrows, trying to make him smile. The creased folds were smoothed out, but nothing could be smoothed out.

"I like him, but I love you more."

Song Qingtian sighed for a long time, "I know."

Shen Xiangzhi's love for her, how could she not know...