Flash marriage contract, the abstinent president changed his gender

The old lady was walking around, touching here and tidying up there. Her voice was not loud, but her words and actions all revealed her distress. At the same time, the confinement nanny seemed to have just arrived and was checking and sorting out a series of items such as paper pads and mattresses. Fu Pengfei was checking the examination form distributed by the nurse.

She felt weak all over and her mind was in a mess. She hadn't even put her hands on Bu Xiaodian when she heard these mutterings. Meng Qiao felt a lump in her heart. Looking at the person beside her who was sleeping soundly with his eyes closed, she suddenly felt a sense of inexplicable grievance.

As soon as her eyelids drooped, the old lady was dragged to the door by the man:

"Mom, you must be tired after just coming here. Don't worry about these things. It's like this here! If you spread this out, your son will be embarrassed."

"It's like this when women give birth. You just don't understand why you're so nervous."

"Okay, okay, let's talk when we get home."

"Why have an operation? It will cost a lot of money and cause suffering, and I want to give birth to a son."

"Mom, Qiaoqiao is still weak. I'm busy too. I know, I know, I know. Please say less and don't make trouble. I know, I know!"

Intermittent voices floated into her ears, and in the end, Meng Qiao gave up all the thoughts she had originally wanted to say.

……

After returning to Jiangcheng, Yu Qingluo went back to the company to hand over his work, while at the same time he couldn't wait to contact Meng Qiao.

I originally planned to go to the hospital to see her, but when I heard that her family had relatives coming and going and it seemed a bit chaotic, we agreed to meet at the confinement center on the weekend.

With plenty of time, in addition to the set of gold jewelry she had originally prepared, Yu Qingluo also took the time to select some clothes and toys for the baby girl, thinking of bringing them over when the time comes.

Friday came in the blink of an eye after a busy day. She left the company early and prepared to go to the maternity and baby store to pick up the pre-ordered gifts. However, as soon as she walked out of the company's door, she was blocked by a man with flowers.

"Mr. He, what are you doing——"

"Luoluo, are you free tonight? Let's have dinner together."

The man was in his forties, not tall, and slightly bald. It was said that he had been married before, but his wife ran away with someone else because she disliked him for being poor and busy. The man later became rich and had a considerable business. He was a friend of a client introduced to him by Zhu Qinghao.

Last time, when she went to meet him, Mr. He happened to be there. Then, she ran into him again at the intersection when she came back two days ago. The man kept clinging to her like a dog-skin plaster.

She didn't take it seriously at first, but when she saw him in a suit and holding red roses, Yu Qingluo was a little scared. Subconsciously, she waved her hand and took a step back:

"Mr. He, I'm sorry, I have something else to do. I also have an appointment tonight."

"Ms. Yu, I really want to make friends with you. I know that girls like you who work in finance have a hard time and face a lot of pressure to achieve performance. I know Mr. Zhang very well, and I can help you if you need me. I heard that you also had a failed marriage, and are you going through the process? In fact, only those who have been hurt by marriage can best understand the nature of marriage, know how to cherish it, and know the value of sincerity. The appearance and material things will change. I think we must have a lot of communication to talk about."

"Miss Yu, can you give me a chance?"

"I heard that you like seafood and hotpot. I know a large seafood restaurant that sells all kinds of live seafood. There's also a famous hotpot chain across the street. How about we have a meal together?"

"Mr. Zhang said you're in the stock market? Then I'll open an account, put one million in it and give you full rights to play with it as you please, okay?"

"Thank you for your kindness, Mr. He. Sorry, I only serve female customers."

"Then I'll ask my secretary to prescribe it. Can we have dinner together?"

"Mr. He, I think there might be some misunderstanding. I actually have a boyfriend."

……

Yin Liting got out of the car with his cell phone and heard this conversation.

He was a little anxious because he hadn't seen anyone for a few days. When he came here, he ran into this scene again. It seemed that he was about to miss the opportunity again. His anger soared. He took a few big steps forward and knocked the bouquet that the man had almost pushed against Yu Qingluo's face away:

"Don't you understand me? If you bother her again, I'll kill you."

"what!"

"Who are you? You are just a reckless man. Be careful or I will hit you to death with my money."

"Then I'll give you a chance."

Suddenly, Yu Qingluo was frightened and screamed. When she reacted, the two of them had started fighting for some reason. In the end, even the security guards and the company manager were all alarmed.

Holding Yin Liting tightly with both arms, Yu Qingluo was sweating profusely:

"Husband, husband, calm down, what do you want to see with him?"

"Yin Liting! A lot of people are watching, and some are filming."

"Don't do it, please, okay?"

On the other side, the security guard, manager and building staff were trying to persuade the irritable middle-aged man:

"Sir, let's talk."

"Sir, calm down. That person seems to be the president of Yin Group. You are all well-known figures. It will not sound good if the news gets out. Calm down and calm down."

"You should leave now. If you really piss him off, the lawyer fees will cost you a lot of money."

Finally, after a lot of difficulty, they separated the two, and Yu Qingluo half-carried and half-pushed Yin Liting into the car, and sent a message to the manager to explain.

The car door locked with a click. Yu Qingluo raised his eyes, but before he could even breathe a sigh of relief, a hidden angry voice came from the driver's seat:

"Is this what you wanted? If I had come two minutes later, you would have left again, right?"

"You know I want to see you but you hide from me every day..."

Yin Liting swung his hand and turned his head, and his hand happened to hit the loudspeaker. A piercing sound pierced the sky, and then there was a depressing silence.

It was obvious that he was angry. Yu Qingluo lowered her eyes and saw a row of cuts on the back of his hands, which were faintly bleeding, as if they were cut by a rose thorn. Then she saw his profile facing away from the window, and the veins on his neck seemed to be throbbing. Without asking, Yu Qingluo could feel that his patience seemed to have reached its limit.

In fact, she was not hiding from him. He did not tell her that he was coming over. She left early because time permitted and she wanted to do some private things.

Just as he was about to say something, there was a sudden "click" sound, and the car door unlocked again, and then he heard Yin Liting say:

"Since you want a divorce, then get one. Tomorrow at 10 o'clock, in front of the Civil Affairs Bureau."

After all, a forced melon is not sweet.

Yu Qingluo didn't remember how she got off the car. When she came to her senses, the familiar luxury car was no longer in front of her, and the whole world had already fallen into a silent blank.

divorce?

He left? Is he really going to divorce her?

Why was she suddenly not happy at all and felt indescribably uncomfortable when her wish came true?

……

That night, Yu Qingluo suffered from insomnia again. She woke up the next day in a daze, packed her documents and rushed to the Civil Affairs Bureau.