I don't deserve your love

"..."

Jian Qian looked at him angrily, and wanted you to take care of him?

"Originally, the wound hurts when you move it. Acting in front of them is tiring enough. With you, I still want to act?"

He said so.

Jian Qian lost all anger immediately, what kind of bloody life is he leading?

Could he not let Feng Shi go?

Can't he...

Can't it just be safe and sound?

But he won't.

Jian Qian knew that he had his own plan in his heart, which was a kind of persistence for many years, as if if he didn't succeed, life and death would be the same.

However, the wound in his heart was so deep.

It was so deep that it seemed that the bleeding would stop at any time.

How did he endure it?

There must have been a lot of blood in there.

"As for the young master of the Feng family you met when you were having dinner with Liu Yuntian, don't look at his harmless smile, here are all his masterpieces."

"..."

He pointed to his heart, and then wiped her tears again, "Don't cry, it is said that women cry a lot when they are pregnant, and their babies love to cry too."

Her tears kept streaming down, she lowered her eyes, and wanted to push his hand away, but he held it in his palm, "Jian Qian, don't be too emotional."

Jian Qian didn't know what he meant when he said don't be too emotional, so she couldn't help asking him: "Why did Mr. Feng appear here?"

He smiled, and said lightly: "Mr. Feng prefers beautiful women."

Jian Qian thought he deserved to die, but when she thought about his injury, she knew that she didn't really think so.

She still hopes that he can take care of himself and get everything he wants.

Feng Ying looked at her and felt that if she continued to cry, he would have to confess, so he changed the subject helplessly, "How about wiping my back for me?"

"Ah."

she agreed.

The two went to the bathroom, and she really just wiped his back and shoulders for him.

Jian Qian thought for a while and said, "I'm planning to go back to City A."

"When?"

"Just tomorrow."

Jian Qian said.

Feng Ying thought for a while, "Since you're here, let's go back later."

"Later? Don't you think it's inappropriate for me to be here?"

"Well, but it's not appropriate for you to go back now."

Feng Ying said.

"why?"

Jian Qian asked him not quite understanding.

"Fu Yanye is no longer in the city. If you go back and have no one to take care of you, you might as well stay here."

He said thoughtfully.

Jian Qian still didn't understand, but she didn't ask any more questions.

This night, he didn't leave again.

When the two were lying on the same bed, Jian Qian couldn't help but look at him, he seemed to be asleep, but he didn't seem to be.

Every time she went to see him, he would move closer to her.

Later, she didn't know why she fell asleep. At the beginning, she felt very uncomfortable. She regretted and even blamed herself deeply for what happened to Zhuo Jian, but...

She still fell asleep, in his warm arms.

When she woke up the next morning, Feng Ying was no longer there.

The loss in her heart was indescribable, and she knew that she could no longer deny the fact that she fell in love with him.

It's just that during breakfast, Liu Yuntian and his wife came over, which surprised her.

And Mrs. Liu suddenly became very friendly, holding her hand: "Miss Jian, I was wrong last night, is your face okay?"

"Ah."

Jian Qian looked at her suspiciously.

"Oh, it's all his fault. He didn't explain anything clearly to me. Fortunately..."

"Fortunately, it has been made clear."

Liu Yuntian put his hands in his pockets and stood beside the two of them, stopping his wife's words.

Jian Qian was a little puzzled, "What did you explain clearly?"

"It's a thing of the past between us."

Liu Yuntian looked at her and said.

Jian Qian was startled, but then smiled, "Indeed, it's already passed."

Now, he has his family, she has hers...

Jian Qian gently held her lower abdomen.

Mrs. Liu pulled her inside: "I heard from Yuntian that you like to eat breakfast in the south, so I specially asked someone to prepare it. Today, the two of us will accompany you to have breakfast together, okay?"

"what?"

Before she could agree, a servant from the Liu family had already brought in the breakfast and put it on the table quickly.

Jian Qian glanced at Liu Yuntian suspiciously, Liu Yuntian smiled slightly, and didn't say anything more.

Jian Qian ate a meal and was very uneasy at first, but she got used to it later.

"I didn't mean to trouble you on purpose, who makes him always feel troubled, you know, we have no relationship foundation, I was just attracted by his face, so..."

"I used to be attracted by his face, but I actually thought he was unstable and immature."

"You two are enough."

Liu Yuntian was a little dissatisfied.

"However, he is not what he used to be. He is much more stable and mature. It is worth looking forward to."

Jian Qian naturally knew how to continue the conversation.

"Really? I also think he is better now than before."

"Well, especially with a woman as good as Mrs. Liu by his side, he will definitely take on more and more responsibilities."

"Oh, don't call me Mrs. Liu. I'm a few years younger than you. From now on, I'll call you Sister Jianqian. You can call me Xiaohui. My name is Zhong Chuhui."

Mrs. Liu finally let go of her grudges.

Although Jian Qian didn't understand why she became like this all of a sudden, she also hoped that it was true.

After all, being slapped is no fun.

"I discussed with Yun Tian to take you away. We still have a house in the outskirts of the city. I hope you can go there to raise your baby."

Zhong Chuhui said.

"..."

Jian Qian looked at her suspiciously, and then at Liu Yuntian.

"You just agree, otherwise she won't feel at ease."

"But……"

"You don't want to be, I promise, I will let you give birth to a white and fat eldest son, and I want to be his son's godmother, so let him forget it."

"..."

Jian Qian gradually seemed to understand something, and then confirmed it with Liu Yuntian.

Liu Yuntian said: "She believes that what is in your stomach is not mine."

"what."

Jian Qian reluctantly nodded.

It turned out to be the case.

But thinking of Feng Ying telling her not to leave last night, of course she also wanted to stay, but she was obsessed with Zhuo Jian's affairs, so there was really no way to stay longer.

After seeing Feng Ying last night, she felt better and was ready to leave.

"You can't leave even if you want to. You have been targeted by the Feng family, so now you have to follow us."

"what?"

"Just treat it as if I can't give birth, and then you give birth to the child for me to raise."

Zhong Chuhui said so.

Jian Qian: "..."

"Anyway, you can't leave now, we have to have a reason, so that outsiders can answer if they ask."

Liu Yuntian reminded her.

Jian Qian understood that the outside was already covered with thorns.

She just nodded: "OK."

-

Jian Qian called Fu Yanye that day, Fu Yanye's voice was extremely hoarse, and he just said, "Take care of yourself, stop being impulsive, and hang up."