Poor girl, she is pregnant with a rich old man's cub

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The girl seemed to be used to it, her hands tightly clutching Qin Jue's shirt.

Ji Lian's eyes followed Qin Jue's movements.

Qin Jue asked him in a calm voice, "Stay here tonight?"

Ji Lian froze for a moment, then responded.

"Yes." Qin Jue nodded: "Aunt Wang, tidy up a guest room and add another pair of bowls and chopsticks."

Qin Jue looked at Ji Lian and said, "Eat first."

After speaking, he turned around and returned to the room with the girl in his arms.

The figures of the two disappeared in front of the door, and Ji Lian looked there eagerly.

Zhou Yue sprayed some anti-swelling and pain-relieving medicine on Ji Lian's face, and the cold feeling diverted Ji Lian's attention.

Zhou Yue gave him a reassuring look, and took the tableware handed over by Aunt Wang: "Believe it or not, Qin Jue is so distressed that he wants to kneel down for her. Don't worry, Qin Jue coaxes her very quickly."

*

The new bedroom for the two is on the ground floor.

Not a little bit bigger than before.

Qin Jue directly canceled the study room and moved all the bookcases into the bedroom.

Selfishly, he wanted to spend more time with Lin Yang.

Outside the large floor-to-ceiling windows is the swimming pool and the back garden.

Even at night, it is brightly illuminated by decorative lights, with cool-colored light strips.

Qin Jue sat on the single sofa in the bedroom, holding the girl in his arms, above his knees.

The two faced each other, Qin Jue raised his hand to wipe the end of the girl's eyes, his voice was gentle and coaxing: "What's the matter, are you still crying in front of your brother?"

Lin Yang seemed to be trying hard to control his tears, not to let them fall out, but his cold face and the corners of his mouth turned down forcibly, made him look even more aggrieved and pitiful: "I didn't cry."

"Okay, okay, Yangyang didn't cry."

Qin Jue responded softly, as if coaxing a child, hugged Lin Yang, and patted him gently.

In the quiet bedroom, only the girl was sobbing uncontrollably.

next second.

Lin Yang's voice sounded: "Qin Jue, I'm sorry."

Qin Jue frowned: "Why are you apologizing again?"

Lin Yang grabbed Qin Jue's lapel and looked timidly: "...I seem to always cause you trouble."

"First you, then Ji Lian..."

Qin Jue looked at her, and after a while, realizing something, the temperature in his eyes gradually cooled down.

"How did you know?"

He was talking about things on the hot search.

Lin Yang said weakly: "When I went to the bathroom just now, I played secretly..."

"Heh." Qin Jue sneered, and kissed Lin Yang fiercely on the lips.

"I originally planned to wait until you finished eating the cake to talk about this. The baby is growing up, and you even lied to me?"

Every time he called Lin Yang baby, Lin Yang blushed so much.

Because in the past, she never knew that there would be a day when she would be treated as a treasure.

I'm really not used to it.

Lin Yang knew he was wrong, so he nestled obediently in Qin Jue's arms, not daring to move.

"I'm sorry Qin Jue..."

Lin Yang's voice was weak.

"Sorry for what?" Qin Jue lay back a little, and Lin Yang lay down on his chest, soft and obedient.

"...They scolded you, obviously you are not a scumbag."

If Qin Jue is still a scumbag, then there will be no good men in the world.

Qin Jue thought it was funny, but he really couldn't laugh.

Qin Jue lowered his eyes slightly, looking at the beautiful profile of the girl in his arms.

The thick eyelashes are flickering, and the red lips are half bitten between the white teeth.

A nervous look.

The documents sent by Zhou Yue seemed to be laid out in front of Qin Jue.

Qin Jue's heart throbbed, and his eyes gradually became sad.

"And you, aren't you wronged?"

Qin Jue opened his mouth and kissed the girl's hair.

Lin Yang was startled, raised his head slightly, and glanced at Qin Jue.

Obviously, she hadn't thought of this.

"I..." Lin Yang said, his words were a bit difficult: "I'm fine, I don't care about anything."

"I care." Qin Jue stared closely at Lin Yang's eyes, the pity and love in his eyes were like burning flames, hot and intense, almost drowning Lin Yang.

Lin Yang subconsciously wanted to dodge.

"Where is Ji Lian, don't you feel bad for his slap?"

"It is very likely that he had a dispute with... that person because he saw the trending search."

Qin Jue insisted not to use Ji Yuan's name.

"Do you have the heart to let him be wronged because of you?"

A trace of distress flashed across Lin Yang's face.

Qin Jue was so sad, but he still endured and guided Lin Yang step by step.

"What's more, we were originally innocent."

Qin Jue lowered his head and kissed Lin Yang's eyebrows.

Softly coaxing: "Is it okay to make it public? Huh? Ji Lian's slap is not clear."

"I don't want to be called a scumbag by them."

Qin Jue's voice was very soft, stroking Lin Yang's fingertips: "What's more, Lin Yang is my Mrs. Qin."

"If you don't clarify now, what do you ask the baby to do in the future?"

He didn't mention a single dirty word or mistress.

"Yangyang, just treat it as if you love me."

"I care. I saw those comments on the Internet that scolded you, and my heart was so painful that it almost burst."

He took Lin Yang's hand to touch his chest.

Staring at Lin Yang's eyes, he didn't miss the unbearable emotion flashing across Lin Yang's eyes.

In fact, even if Lin Yang didn't know about this, he would suppress the messy news on the Internet and try to find a way to disclose their identities.

He really didn't expect Lin Xinhan to be so courageous.

It's just to frame Lin Yang, not afraid of offending the Qin family, and dare to publish this kind of messy news.

The temperature in Qin Jue's eyes gradually cooled down.

The arm holding Lin Yang also tightened a little.

"…it is good."

The girl's voice suddenly sounded.

Qin Jue paused for a moment, unable to react.

He glanced at Lin Yang blankly.

Lin Yang propped up the man's generous chest, stood up slightly, looked at Qin Jue, his voice was firm, and there was a certain brilliance in his eyes: "We are open."

Lin Yang's heart was beating violently.

She wanted to protect the baby, Ji Lian, and even more... Qin Jue.

She can no longer be the same, no matter what happens.

They were all shrunk inside the protective shell she forged for herself, which she thought was safe.

From childhood to adulthood, he suffered long-term verbal or physical suppression in the Lin family.

Lin Yang's sense of self-protection and resistance almost disappeared. In order to avoid greater pain, Lin Yang subconsciously ignored them.

If it weren't for such a "big heart", it would be impossible for Lin Yang to live to this day.

but now--

Lin Yang looked at Qin Jue in front of him.

She seemed to really have the courage to resist.

She really... wanted to protect Qin Jue.

Lin Yang doesn't like birthdays.

Because this day is a very catastrophic day for her.

All the pain of her life began on this day.

Lin Yang's eyes were a little red.

She looked at Qin Jue with a smile, then bent down, embraced the man's neck, and buried her face in Qin Jue's neck.

Qin Jue's heart beat violently.

He heard Lin Yang acting like a baby: "Let's go eat cake, Qin Jue."

*

The birthday party couldn't go on at all.

Lin Heshan sees off the guests.

Sun Yunya desperately called an ambulance and took Lin Xinhan to the hospital.

Ji Yuan followed Sun Yunya to pay the bill with a sullen face.

The little nurse was helping Lin Xin with the medicine.

Lin Xinhan was lying on the hospital bed, with a sense of suffocation still remaining in her chest, and the resentment and anger in her eyes were almost overflowing.

Her chest heaved violently, and she could only look at the bad comments scolding Lin Yang on the Internet to relieve her hatred.

Suddenly, Lin Xinhan brushed something, his pupils constricted, and his whole body was struck by lightning.

The chatter between Sun Yunya and Ji Yuan outside the ward suddenly stopped.

Lin Xinhan lifted her heart, stood up, and pushed the nurse away.

Accompanied by Sun Yunya's exclamation.

There was a loud "bang", as if someone smashed something against the wall with all their strength.