Perfect match

After Rong Lin left, Sheng Jinyan put one hand in the pocket of his trousers and smoked a cigarette with the other. He looked lonely at the bustling Ningdu in the distance.

He took a deep breath and exhaled slowly.

Sheng Jinyan looked at Ningjiang in the distance, his heart was desolate, his eyes gradually became hollow, that expression seemed to see through everything and belittle everything.

No one desires the warmth of home more than Sheng Jinyan!

After he became sensible, he had already given up any hope for the Sheng family. When he fell in love with Rong Lin in high school, he was vaguely longing for love, marriage and even his own family.

Especially after his relationship with Rong Lin has stabilized, he really wants to get married early and have a son and a half with Rong Lin. It is best to have many, many children. He does not have parents to be filial, but he can raise his children. Can have a warm home of their own.

But the current situation does not allow him to think like this anymore, but he is not yet ready to face the matter of Rong Lin aborting the child.

Will the miscarriage hurt Rong Lin's body, and will there be a estrangement between the two of them?

Thinking of this, Sheng Jinyan couldn't help shaking his hands, the scattered soot made him feel hard to calm down, and he was very depressed.

Sheng Jinyan was afraid of falling ill, so he simply drove to find Feng Ziyu.

Seeing Sheng Jinyan's sudden visit, Feng Ziyu stood up excitedly from his chair.

He was stunned for a long time before saying, "Ah Yan...I never dreamed that you would come today."

"Don't talk about you," Sheng Jinyan raised his eyebrows and sneered, "I never thought that I would take the initiative to come to you..."

Feng Ziyu's face turned pale for a while, and he pulled his white coat, "Uh, are you feeling unwell?"

Sheng Jinyan lowered his eyes, he licked his lower lip uncomfortably, "Hmm..."

Feng Ziyu quickly relieved, "I can understand your family's affairs, Ah Yan, you don't have to make things difficult for yourself because of them."

Seeing Sheng Jinyan, he just nodded his head lightly, and he hurriedly said something to make Sheng Jinyan happy, "Ayan, my uncle has learned about your family's affairs, and he has really changed his mind about you. Excellent in every way.”

Sheng Jin said, "..."

He frowned, "Excellent? Heh, ruthless, merciless, and unscrupulous is considered excellent?"

Sheng Jinyan stretched his trouser legs and sat on the sofa beside him, "Your uncle has been immersed in shopping malls for many years. I seized power in the Sheng family and led the 80 No. [-] people in the Shengyan Group to grab orders and engage in investment. You Uncle probably knows a lot more than you."

He took the cigarette from Feng Ziyu and put it in his mouth, Feng Ziyu hurriedly lit it, "Uh, so, Ah Yan, you are as good as ever."

Sheng Jinyan sneered, "Now Shengyan Group has nearly [-] employees. Your uncle has long thought that I climbed to where I am today by stepping on someone else's flesh and blood. Will he have a crush on me?"

He stretched out his hand and patted Feng Ziyu's shoulder, "Don't comfort me, I'm really not a good person compared to you, a young man with a clean and happy family background..."

Feng Ziyu's heart was blocked, he felt his throat was a little sore, "Ayan...what I said is true..."

"Tsk, it doesn't matter whether it's true or not," Sheng Jinyan pinched his cigarette and looked elsewhere, "I can't change Rong Lin's thoughts, let alone your uncle? I can't help him recognize his children."

Speaking of this, Feng Ziyu didn't have the courage to continue.

He changed the subject, "Did you come to me because of insomnia or restlessness?"

A slight hesitation flashed in Sheng Jinyan's eyes, he took a breath and said softly, "Because I'm sad..."

Feng Ziyu said in a deep voice, "How about I hypnotize you so that you can have a good and relaxing sleep?"

Sheng Jinyan glanced at the reclining chair and nodded, "Okay, but don't ask if you shouldn't, I'm afraid I won't even be friends with you..."

An hour later, Sheng Jinyan gradually fell asleep.

Feng Ziyu took out a blanket and covered Sheng Jinyan's body, but saw tears in the corners of his eyes.

Feng Ziyu's jaw tightened. After thinking for a long time, he still sat on the chair opposite Sheng Jinyan. He asked softly, "Ayan, can you tell me why you are sad?"

Sheng Jinyan closed his eyes, but his eyelashes trembled because of uncomfortable emotions, he spoke slowly but his voice was hoarse, "Rong Rong doesn't want to keep our child..."

Feng Ziyu, "..."

He calmed down his shock, and finally asked what happened bit by bit.

After listening to Sheng Jinyan's words in his sleep, Feng Ziyu's heart ached so much, he felt sorry for Rong Lin and Sheng Jinyan, he didn't understand why two such good people had such unfortunate childhoods that they still don't know each other until now. Incapable of independent happiness.

Childhood and previous unhappiness made them full of expectations and fears and worries about their future marriage and family.

On the other side, Rong Lin didn't go back to the bank, she went back to Yuxiu Zun's mansion.

On the way, she cried bitterly while driving, she knew that what she said just now must have hurt Sheng Jinyan.

His desire for family and to be loved has always been very strong, how could Rong Lin not know about it?

However, she couldn't overcome her fear of misfortune, and when she reached the door of the building, a wave of nausea struck again.

Rong Lin hurriedly ran to the trash can to vomit. Luo Fan, who was on shift, came out of it and bumped into the uncomfortable Rong Lin. He walked over to help her pat her back, "Miss Rong, are you okay?"

& Rong Lin didn't vomit anything but felt nauseous, she calmed down and stood up straight, "Doctor Luo..."

Luo Fan looked at Rong Lin's complexion, and then thought of her vomiting from stomach discomfort last time.

He reminded in a warm voice, "Don't drink alcohol for dinner parties, your poor stomach will aggravate the cramps."

Rong Lin nodded, and Luo Fan took out two candies from the briefcase and handed them to Rong Lin, "Take some candy to ease the vomiting."

After thanking Rong Lin, she took it. She saw that the candy was the same kind as the candy he gave her in the hospital.

Luo Fan said, "Miss Rong, you have time to apologize to Sheng Jinyan for me, about my dad, thank him and Qin Zhuo."

Rong Lin felt much more comfortable with the sweet and sour candy, "Why don't you apologize yourself? Ah Yan will accept it."

Luo Fan shrugged, "I have had a feud with Sheng Jinyan for so many years. I don't know whether he will accept my apology, or he might beat me up..."

He smiled and said, "I don't want to fight."

Rong Lin found that Luo Fan had changed a lot, at least her tone of voice and the way she looked at her were different.

She nodded, "OK, I'll talk to him."

Then, Rong Lin went upstairs, and Luo Fan watched her back disappear at the top of the stairs before he left.

On the other side, when Sheng Jinyan woke up, it was already four o'clock in the afternoon. He glanced at the food Feng Ziyu had prepared for him, "What do you mean?"

"I know you have a banquet at night, you should fill your belly first," Feng Ziyu felt that he had to treat Sheng Jinyan and Rong Lin better, "or there must be a lot of people toasting at the banquet, and you hurt your stomach if you didn't eat .” m.

Sheng Jinyan twitched the corners of his mouth and ate most of the claypot rice.

Then, he was going to go to the dress shop, changed his clothes and went directly to the venue.

Sheng Jinyan didn't choose the same couple outfit as Rong Lin's skirt this time, just an ordinary black dress, and he chose a reddish-brown tie, which looked expensive and joyful.

Before he drove away, he thought about what Rong Lin said to comfort her at night, and then he buckled his seat belt and started the car to leave.

Not far after driving, Sheng Jinyan noticed someone following the car. After he speeded up, the car also speeded up.

Afterwards, there were more and more cars following him, reaching as many as four.

Four commercial vehicles, Sheng Jinyan knew how many people were in these vehicles.

Sheng Jinyan operated the central control panel to call Qin Zhuo, but someone called in.

He picked it up, and the voice on the other side was very hoarse, "Mr. Sheng, your friend Peng Lang is in my car, do you want to meet?"