The president is committing suicide

Perhaps what Shen Cong said was too explosive or too vicious, and for a moment his father seemed unable to react.

And Ding Jiaying seemed to have sensed something unusual.

"Why did he say that I can never have children? Why are you so sure?"

He held her hand and walked out of the study, into the long corridor. The shady green trees outside the window were swaying the shadows of the sun.

When did the rain stop? Such strange weather?

Shen Cong did not answer her question, as if he did not hear it.

Ding Jiaying grabbed his hand and asked him to turn around and look at her.

"Why did he say that?"

Shen Cong held her hand and said, "Come with me. He said this to get us a divorce."

The staircase leading downstairs was spiral. Ding Jiaying felt a little dizzy, her foot slipped and she almost rolled down.

Shen Cong didn't want to stay here any longer, so he picked up Ding Jiaying by the waist and quickened his pace.

He said that he was wearing a dark green suit today, the same one that he wore that day and he felt that no one else in the world could look as good in it.

His hands were shaking slightly, and he didn't know if it was because of fear or because he was too heavy.

Ding Jiaying's mind was in a mess right now, and she kept wondering, could it be that there were some sequelae from the car accident that affected her ability to have a child?

But after watching so many news and watching so many TV dramas, I only heard about car accidents affecting men, but never heard about those affecting women?

Could it be that Dr. Liu from the hospital and Shen Cong were deceiving me together?

After going down the stairs, as soon as Ding Jiaying's feet touched the ground, a piercing pain penetrated her heart.

"Twisted your ankle?" Shen Cong was a little worried.

"It's okay, let's go home." The expression on Ding Jiaying's face was a little unnatural.

She was afraid, afraid that she was standing face to face with a terrible truth.

It's futile. I want to block it a little longer and pretend I didn't notice.

"Brother!" The little one had been waiting at the door for Shen Cong. When he saw him holding Ding Jiaying, he rushed over.

"What happened to my sister? Is she injured? I'll ask the housekeeper to call a doctor."

Shen Cong said coldly: "No need."

Ding Jiaying originally wanted to tell Shen Cong not to hurt a child's heart like this, but when her eyes met his innocent face and she thought that she might not be able to have a child in the future, the sadness in her heart almost overwhelmed her.

She can choose to have children or not on her own because she is not ready or for other reasons, but if God tells her one day that she cannot have children, that is another matter entirely.

The former is called choice, and the latter is called punishment.

The little prince with a baby voice started crying again, crying very loudly behind them.

But when the sun shone on Ding Jiaying, she didn't feel any heat. Perhaps it was because the rain just now had inexplicably taken away the heat of the sun.

"Mommy..." The brother he had been thinking about came back and left with his sister again, and he looked very angry when he left.

Ji Ping held him in her arms to comfort him.

"Will my brother never come back?"

Ji Ping's nose was sour: "I will be back."

"But I will be going abroad soon... He will miss me..."

Ji Ping hugged the little body in her arms tightly and forced a smile: "It doesn't matter, I'll go with you, and we'll buy plane tickets to come back as soon as we have time for the holiday."

“Is it easy to buy a plane ticket?”

"If you have money, you can buy it. We have money."

"That's good, let's just buy a plane, so that we can fly back whenever we want..."

"Then we'll buy you one when you're old enough to fly a plane."

……

"I'm sorry." Shen Cong apologized with worry in his voice.

The street lights outside the car window came in and out, like peeping Toms with ulterior motives.

Ding Jiaying pulled up the suit covering her body, covering half of her face, and said in a muffled voice: "There's nothing to be sorry about. It wasn't you who kidnapped me, it was your dad."

There doesn't seem to be much difference between the two.

"I didn't sign the divorce agreement today. I said I didn't sign it because you didn't sign it." Ding Jiaying didn't know why she said this.

Shen Cong paused and said, "You did the right thing. You can't sign. Even if you sign, I won't admit that I won't sign."

Ding Jiaying shook her head: "That's not the case. What I meant was that we agreed to stay together and not leave each other. I promised you, and I will do it."

Shen Cong really wanted to hold her in his arms and kiss her until she couldn't breathe.

His throat clamored to taste Ah Ying.

He was afraid of scaring her, so he just reached out and took her hand, restraining himself and saying gently, "Thank you for loving me."

Pretentious! But what's the difference between showing my true self and old madman Shen?

And I don’t know how much Ah Ying listened to what that guy said.

"If..." Ding Jiaying had just begun to speak her hypothesis when her voice trembled and she couldn't continue.

Shen Cong interrupted directly: "There is no if. Don't even think about it. You promised me, I promised you, let's be together. A lifetime, if you don't close your eyes, and I don't close my eyes, it can't be considered a lifetime. There is no other possibility that can separate us."

He spoke so urgently, with a commanding tone and a decisive look, as if he was desperately trying to grab onto something.

Ding Jiaying hated herself for being so sensitive at the moment. She felt that he was begging and uneasy.

She immediately understood that no matter what the reason was, they probably really couldn't have a child.

Her tears were cold and she quietly covered her eyes under her suit.

"A Ying..."

Driving the car and holding the steering wheel, Shen Cong had no way to hold her in his arms or pull her out from under the damn suit.

After a sudden brake, the car stopped on the side of the road.

Shen Cong tried to pull the dress, but Ding Jiaying held on to it tightly and refused to let go.

"Wait a moment." Ding Jiaying's voice was damp. She must have been crying.

Shen Cong was very anxious: "Aying, if you want, we can talk openly."

After he said that, Ding Jiaying didn't know what to say. Should she really be frank and say everything? Should she really put the vague truth between them right now?

She was a little timid. What if it couldn't be solved? What if it became a knot in her heart?

Ding Jiaying wiped away the tears in her eyes and poked her head out: "Nothing. I'm just a little scared. I wonder what we would do if we really wanted to divorce because of your father."

She was running away, of course he could see it.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here." Shen Cong held her in his arms and allowed her to escape at this moment, because he didn't want to be discovered by her.

If faced with Ding Jiaying's questioning, Shen Cong was 100% sure that he had no secrets from her.

And the consequences will 100% destroy him.