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

Wenqing turned her head slightly and looked out the window.

It was late at night now, and except for the dim light from the dim street lights, it was dead silent outside.

"Literally, if you can make it possible, I will forgive you."

As if seeing hope, Zhou Gu struggled to get to the ground and released the restraint on her.

"As long as you give me a chance, I will definitely create that possibility, Qingqing, don't abandon me, don't give up on me."

Wenqing didn't want to answer, so she slowly closed her eyes.

Even if she compromises one day, it will be to save her daughter, and it has nothing to do with rekindling their relationship, getting back together, or anything like that.

It's not like she hasn't thought about stealing this man's seed and then transplanting it into her body through in vitro fertilization.

But the sugar baby was born with a disability and had hematopoietic failure. Who knows if the umbilical cord blood from IVF would be useful to her.

Don't work hard but it will be of no use at all.

Wouldn't this be a waste of time and a waste of time?

Only children who are conceived normally will have the healthiest indicators and are also suitable for transplantation for sugar babies.

Now that she had chosen this path, she had no choice but to go on.

Even if I have to continue to struggle with him.

At worst, she would fake her own death again after conception, and she wouldn't believe she would be able to get rid of this man.

Zhou Gu stood in front of the bed and stared at her for a moment. He wanted to know who the man who gave birth to her child was, but he didn't dare to ask.

After hesitating for a long time, he still chose to send someone to investigate.

Only by understanding the other party's situation can we prescribe the right medicine, right?

"You should go to bed early. I will go out to deal with some things and won't accompany you."

After saying that, he stretched out his hand to tuck the quilt for her, pressed a kiss on her forehead, and then turned and left.

When the sound of closing the door sounded in her ears, she slowly opened her eyes.

She quickly took out her communicator, found the number of another assistant in Rome and dialed it.

"Boss, what do you want from me?"

Wenqing got into the quilt, lowered her voice and briefly described the situation in Haicheng, and then began to issue orders:

"Hurry up and move the sugar baby to London, and then assign me the role of the deceased husband. Zhou Gu will send people over to investigate in the next two days, so don't reveal any clues."

After hearing this, the assistant asked with some confusion: "Since you want Zhou Gu to misunderstand that you are married,

Why do we need to arrange the role of a deceased husband?Can't we just get a living man? "

Wenqing stretched out her hand to rub her swollen eyebrows, and sighed: "I want to, too, but it's a pity that it doesn't work.

If I really had a husband and he was still alive, Zhou Gu would let me go completely. "

The assistant was even more confused now, "Aren't you just planning to make Zhou Gu give up completely? It's just what you want for him to let go."

She smiled bitterly, "What about the sugar baby? If we can't find a suitable bone marrow, shall we just watch her wait for death?"

"..."

Okay, she understood, all the boss's compromises were just to get the scumbag's seed to save the little sugar baby.

The worst case scenario is that she will leave her father and keep her son in the future. Anyway, it will not affect the eldest son of her family to continue to be beautiful alone.

"Okay, I understand. I'll get it done right away. Please be careful in China."

"Ah."

...

As Wen Qing expected, Zhou Gu sent people to Rome to investigate Yang Yang's biological father.

As for why he targeted this city, the reason was simple. When Yang Yang took the plane to Haicheng, his starting point was Rome.

Otherwise, why would Wenqing always say that he fails more than he succeeds?

That brat, I haven't seen him do anything serious, so he's a good hand at holding him back.

...

The next day.

Central hospital.

In the ward, Mrs. Wen was leaning on the bedside to answer the phone.

"Renwen, let me ask you one last time, do you want to pay the 5000 million ransom?

If you insist on refusing to come out, then don't blame me for ignoring old feelings and exposing the fact that you are pretending to be a daughter of the Hua family. "