After she died, Mr. Bo knelt in front of the tombstone and cried like a dog.

It snowed in New York in January.

The skyscrapers under the neon lights are kissed and wrapped by white snowflakes.

The cold and hard jungle of steel and concrete is also filled with a rare tenderness.

There was still daylight outside, but the sky was gloomy and pale.

The bed was hot and tangled.

A thin layer of mist rose on the cold French window that was visible on one side.

Ye Xiaowu just stretched out his hand and wiped it, and a small piece of clear world appeared in front of him. The Central Park below looked lonely in the snow.

"It's snowing..."

"You still have the energy to daydream?"

The temperature behind him, as hot as magma, instantly enveloped him, and his chin was bent back to continue the kiss.

Her hand wearing Buddhist beads was firmly held by a strong hand with distinct wrist bones, their ten fingers were tightly intertwined and pressed against the glass window.

The bed was a mess, with half of the quilt hanging down on the carpet and the other half draped around their waists.

She was barely strong enough to keep up after a while.

After Xiao Yan experienced the feeling of mutual consent, he felt happy even though he was unhappy, and he did not continue until she was tired.

With one hand he held her against his chest to calm her down, and with the other hand he pulled up the quilt that had slipped down and wrapped it around her naked body below the shoulders.

When he lowered his head to look at her, she happened to be looking at him. Xiao Yan kissed her forehead without thinking, then took the phone from the side and handed it to her.

Ye Xiaowu was puzzled for a moment, "Huh?"

Xiao Yan put the phone in her hand and unlocked it. "You can transfer the amount yourself if you want."

"..."

Seeing that she didn't move.

He lowered his eyes and pondered: "Weren't you very happy with the transfer a few days ago? Now you don't want it anymore?"

Or is it more fun to do it secretly?

Ye Xiaowu hesitated and said, "Should I pretend now?"

Xiao Yan: “?”

Ye Xiaowu: "Generally, transferring money afterwards is like paying for prostitution. The noble and twisted heroine of the melodramatic novel should sneer at your disrespectful behavior and say viciously, you are insulting me."

"...Forget it then."

He really cooperated.

Ye Xiaowu quickly grabbed the phone and turned it over to himself with a thick face, "Forget it, please insult me ​​severely."

Transferred one million US dollars.

According to the exchange rate, this amount alone would be her pre-tax income after working at Fengxing for half a year if she brought it back to China.

Whether it is Yan Haoyue or Ye Xiaowu, they will not go against money.

The snow outside is falling heavier.

Xiao Yan will return to Nanyang tomorrow.

Until next time…I don’t know what that will be like.

Ye Xiaowu has never been a twisted person. She succumbs to the happiness and warmth of the moment, and is good at enjoying the brief present.

The technique he used to please her just now suddenly popped up in her mind, and she tilted her head to look at him strangely.

"You are so skilled, have you really never had other women before?"

She wasn't jealous, she was just really confused.

Xiao Yan received her questioning look and sneered: "I'm not like you. I'll order eight male models when I have time."

"..."

It was Yan Haoyue who ordered the eight male models, and she had no interaction with him at that time.

What Yan Haoyue did should be blamed on Ye Xiaowu. As far as he could remember, this was not the first time he mentioned the issue of the eight male models.

Besides, after all, she didn't do anything but touched her abdominal muscles a few times.

Ye Xiaowu asked, "Free? You mean you don't have time? If you have time, you should enjoy it."

After all, if you earn so much money and don't use it to live a life of luxury, it would be a waste of your life.

Xiao Yan bit her neck and said frivolously, "I have no morals, but I have some male morals."

In the eyes of top military partners, the law may be a piece of waste paper used by top powers to restrain civilians, and morality is a shackle that restrains human ambitions, but the top military partners will never easily turn against the trading parties they have identified in their hearts.

He had decided on Ye Xiaowu a long time ago, and looking for another woman would be equivalent to selling the agreed-upon goods to two or even three parties, which is a big taboo.

If a man says he wants to endure but can't, then his words are no different from a dog's barking.

Unless he never thought of enduring it at all.

Ye Xiaowu leaned against his arms, writing and drawing on the foggy glass window with his fingertips, drawing two cartoon characters.

Xiao Yan held her hand and wrote two names below.

Ye Xiaowu turned his head and said with a smile: "When did I say this was you and me?"

Xiao Yan was a domineering man who left no room for negotiation. "If I say yes, it's what I mean."

She drew a big wolf-dog next to it, "This is you."

Xiao Yan sighed: "What happened just now? Are you exchanging genes across species?"

Ye Xiaowu: “…”

Oops, I accidentally scolded myself.

He hugged her and said, "Uncle Fei will be here tomorrow. If you have anything to say, just tell him and he will do it for you."

Ye Xiaowu said "hmm" and tilted his head to look at him again.

The next second, she raised her hand and drew a heart between their names on the glass window.

Xiao Yan was slightly stunned and looked at the love heart for a long time.

It's just two strokes, and they're crooked, but they look pleasing to the eye no matter how you look at them, placed between two people's names.

When his gaze moved back to her face, he couldn't help but grab the back of her neck with his big hands, turned her face towards him and kissed her for a long time.

This forced transaction seemed to have gradually turned into a mutually willing succumbency.

She seemed to really intend to stay in New York and even started planning her future with him.

Xiao Yan felt that Ye Xiaogou had finally come to his senses.

It snowed heavily in New York all night.

The next day, the entire Manhattan skyline was covered in snow.

The third day after Xiao Yan returned to Nanyang.

The snow has stopped in New York.

Ye Xiaowu told Uncle Fei that she found an interview on the Indeed website and wanted to go and take a look.

Uncle Fei called Xiao Yan.

Xiao Yan thought for a few seconds, and then he remembered the love heart she had drawn on the window that day, and said, "Let her do whatever she wants in the future, no need to stare at her."

Ye Xiaowu came out from 57th Street in Manhattan wrapped in a coat. The snow on the ground had not melted yet.

She randomly found a cafe, searched for a relatively far private prenatal check-up agency, and took an Uber.

Anywhere in the world, as long as you have enough money, things will be easy.

If it's hard to do, then there's not enough money.

It just so happens that Yan Haoyue is very good at using money to get things done.

She carried a lot of cash and stuffed it into her BK bag.

She was distracted during the prenatal check-up.

I don’t remember it clearly, but I remember the doctor telling her, “At 6 and a half weeks, the fetus is abnormal in shape.”

In Country M, it is legal to sell some exclusive products.

During the blood test, a small amount of cocaine was detected in her body that had not been metabolized.

The doctor asserted that this was most likely the cause.

This was within her expectations.

Calculating the time, it was indeed the time at Tamantha's house in Mexico.

Sometimes it's God's will.

This child seemed to be paying with Yan Chen's life.

It also happened to be her chance to leave.

If Xiao Yan knew that the fetus was deformed because Yan Chen and his men tricked her onto the Su family's cargo ship, it was Yan Chen and his men who teamed up with Su Fang in the name of justice, giving Su Fang the opportunity to attack her.

Then, he will go crazy and take revenge on everyone involved in this process.

As for the Yan family and Bo Hanshi who were in South City, none of them could escape.

When it comes to Xiao Yan and Bo Han, she is not sure who will win.

But she knew that Xiao Yan would regard all these people as the "executioners" who killed his child, and if a real fight broke out, no one would be better off.

He wanted a child so much.

Suddenly she remembered that on the Chinese Valentine's Day last year, Xiao Yan took her to the Jing'en Temple Observation Deck in Nanyang to watch the fireworks, and they also went to worship the gods and Buddhas.

At that time, she was thinking about leaving Nanyang and frantically stuffed US dollars into the merit box. As expected, the Bodhisattva sent her to New York, and she got her freedom as she wished. Now Xiao Yan hardly restricts her in any way.

At that time, the master told Xiao Yan that retribution would be for what he cared about most.

Sure enough, this has come true.

She sat there with her face down, her whole body numb. Everything that happened now was within her expectations. She even used this accident to buy a one-way ticket in her mind.

She had a strong intuition and premonition that as long as she played this game ruthlessly, she could return to South City immediately.

She should be happy.

But tears kept leaking out from between my fingers.

Nothing has changed.

Yan Chen, whom she had always disliked, died.

This unexpected child did not seem like a gift, but rather like a sharp blade that helped her completely sever her relationship with Xiao Yan.

At six and a half weeks, or within seven weeks, doctors recommend medical abortion.

Last year, New York became the first city in the United States to provide abortion pills on demand, so medical abortion is easy and common.

The whole process takes three days.

From the first day to the second day, take mifepristone tablets orally as directed by your doctor.

Go to the hospital for a check-up on the third day. If everything goes well and there are no special circumstances, there is no need to be hospitalized.

After getting the prescription, she tore up all the examination reports and threw them into the trash can, then took a taxi as usual.

But he didn't go home immediately.

Instead, I sat in a warm cafe nearby and watched people coming and going for a while.

She didn't understand why people would experience so many exciting and unforgettable things with people who would have no future.

In the mobile phone gallery.

In the photo taken on Sunset Boulevard in California, they were wearing casual printed couple shirts, as if they were really going to spend their whole lives together.

On New Year's Eve, they kissed for a long time in the car.

He asked Ye Xiaowu where he wanted to go to celebrate the New Year next year.

She said she would come to California again because she likes it here and the sunshine is free.

He smiled and said, okay.

But, Xiao Yan, we don’t have a second year.