She hid her pregnancy and faked her death, and the CEO turned gray overnight

The reason why she said this was just to make him quit.

It was a treasure that Wen Wen was carrying, so how could he part with it?

It turned out that what she had expected was true, because she could clearly see the man's face turn livid instantly.

His merciless slap from last night appeared in front of his eyes, and he subconsciously took two steps back.

"What, you want to slap me again?"

Seeing her instinctive dodge, Zhou Gu's heart suddenly tightened, and he closed his eyes suddenly. After suppressing the emotions swirling in his abdomen, he slowed down and said:

"Her heart was damaged because she saved me, and her body has been very weak. The doctor said that if she rashly aborts the baby, it will damage her foundation, warmth, do you want to take her life?

I promise you that after the child is born, I will hand it over to you to raise, so you don’t have to risk your life for in vitro fertilization. "

After listening to the warmth, I wanted to laugh, but my heart was so painful that it was difficult to breathe.

Although I had guessed his intention a long time ago, now that I heard him say it in person, I still found it ridiculous and sad.

"I think it would be better to let her take her place, so that your son will be justified."

Zhou Gu's face turned cold, "Let me tell you for the last time, I don't agree with the divorce. Zhou is working on a big international project. If the news of my divorce comes out at this time, the losses will be heavy."

It turned out that this was the reason for his objection.

No, there is another reason. If Rou Wen takes over at this time, the outside world will definitely accuse her of shamelessly breaking up other people's marriages. This man clearly wants her to use his identity as Mrs. Zhou to protect her old lover.

Thinking of this, Wenqing slowly backed away and said word by word: "Then let's go through the legal process."

Zhou Gu's patience ran out, and he suddenly reached out to grab her wrist, with a ruthless look in his eyes, "Do you think your father's life will last for a few days?"

Staring at him with wide eyes, her body was trembling slightly.

"You, you want to stop taking my father's medicine?"

Zhou Gu violently threw her on the sofa and stared at her condescendingly, his face indifferent.

"Not only your father's medical expenses, but also the hundreds of millions of gambling money owed by your brother. If I hadn't paid for them, do you think they would be alive today?"

She curled up tenderly and pressed her hands against her dull chest. Only this posture could make her feel better.

"We can go through the formalities privately."

Zhou Gu didn't respond, so he took out his cell phone and dialed his assistant's number.

"Inform the nightclubs in Macau that the gambling money owed by Wen Pei will cost his life..."

Before he finished speaking, the phone was suddenly taken away by warmth.

He threatened her relatives, what else could she do besides compromise with hatred?

"I won't mention divorce. Please don't touch my family."

Zhou Gu's gaze touched the broken light in her eyes, and his heart suddenly tightened. This woman's face was too haggard.

"Your body..."

Before he could finish asking, Wenqing threw his phone on the table, turned and walked towards the stairs.

Looking at her cold and thin back, Zhou Gu had the illusion that she would leave him at any time.

...

In the evening, Wenqing woke up from her sleep. As soon as she sat up, there was a knock on the door.

"Enter."

The door opened, and the maid stood outside and reported respectfully, "Madam, the old lady is here. She has been waiting below for more than half an hour."

Wenqing quickly turned over and went to the ground, "Why didn't you come up and call me earlier?"

Perhaps his movements were too hasty, and he staggered back a few steps, with his back pressed against the shelf before he could steady himself.

"I asked them not to come up and disturb your rest." An old voice came from the door, "Girl Wen, are you okay? Your face doesn't look good."

Wenqing walked up to her with soft steps to support her, and said with a chuckle: "I'm fine, grandma, don't worry about me."

Mrs. Zhou looked at her carefully and snorted, "That bastard did something stupid, how can you be better?"

Wenqing didn't answer. After helping the old man sit down, he tried to ask the question that he had been wondering for many years:

"Grandma, why did you force Zhou Gu to marry me back then? I know there must be a reason, right?"