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Pei Yuanyuan sobbed in her arms, "Sister Xiaoyi, what should I do? This child... I can't bear to give him up..."

Ji Xingyi patted her back gently and did not answer immediately.

When someone says they don’t know what to do, they actually already have a choice in their mind.

After she calmed down a bit, Ji Xingyi spoke softly, "Girls don't have to get married to become mothers. If you become a mother without getting married, you should consider your own situation before making any plans."

Pei Yuanyuan looked up in confusion: "What's your situation?"

"If you are financially independent and love it very much, then keep it. If you are financially independent and don't have enough psychological preparation and ability to bear it, then let it go."

It is unfair that a child cannot even take care of himself and brings a little life into this world to suffer just because of human nature.

Sometimes, love does not bring happiness and luck.

Mature people will think about their living environment and consider more long-term pros and cons.

Ji Xingyi looked at Pei Yuanyuan who was lost in silent thought, and sighed softly, "I know you will be an excellent mother, and a mother who loves it very much."

"Your biggest problem now is how to deal with all the related relationships. Xiaoyuan, Demps has the right and responsibility to know about this."

Pei Yuanyuan whispered with a dull look in her eyes: "I don't want him to know that his wedding date has been set, at the end of the year..."

"Then you have to let your parents and your brother know! This is not something a little girl like you can handle on your own!"

"My brother is at a critical time in the company and my father is still lying in bed recuperating. My mother has to take care of my father and go to the company to help my brother. I don't want to worry them about my affairs anymore..." Pei Yuanyuan murmured, completely losing her previous energy.

Ji Xingyi touched her head and comforted her: "Parents who love you will never worry about their children's affairs. You should be honest with your parents. Even if you want to leave your parents behind, you need someone to rely on."

"Besides, Pei Bochuan is a good brother. If he knew you wanted to handle this alone, he would be furious."

"But in this case, the relationship between my brother and Pu Erge will be ..."

Ji Xingyi took out a tissue and wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes and said seriously: "Xiaoyuan, let men solve their own relationships. You should take good care of yourself now and don't worry too much!"

"Do what you want and what you are willing to do. No matter what you choose, you have family, friends, and me with you."

Pei Yuanyuan nodded with red eyes, hugged her gently, and said gratefully: "Sister Xiaoyi, thank you! You are so kind! My best friend is different from you."

"It's not that I'm different, it's that you have already made your choice in your heart. You just need the right person to encourage you." Ji Xingyi sighed.

"Xiaoyuan, don't do anything stupid. There are many people who love you, and there are many wonderful things waiting for you in the future."

"To love someone, you must learn to love yourself first. No matter what kind of relationship you are in, loving yourself is the most important thing."

Pei Yuanyuan rubbed Ji Xingyi's warm embrace and murmured, "I know, Sister Xiaoyi, I'm hungry..."

Ji Xingyi smiled and helped her up, straightened her slightly messy hair and said with a smile: "Come on, I'll take you to dinner."

Ji Xingyi took Pei Yuanyuan to a nearby restaurant. When they were about to order food, Pei Yuanyuan suddenly asked to go to the bathroom.

Ji Xingyi nodded in understanding, she was a pregnant woman.

However, time passed, and ten minutes had passed in the blink of an eye, but Pei Yuanyuan had not returned yet.

Ji Xingyi couldn't help feeling an inexplicable worry in her heart. She quickly stood up and ran towards the bathroom with a slightly panicked step.

When I opened the bathroom door, what came into view was a deserted scene, with several cubicles empty.

Just as Ji Xingyi was frantically trying to go out to look for him, his cell phone suddenly rang.

Seeing the incoming call, she answered the call almost tremblingly and called out anxiously: "Xiaoyuan, where are you? What do you want to do?"

On the other end of the phone, Pei Yuanyuan's voice was gentle and calm, but also firm: "Sister Xiaoyi, I have made up my mind. I want to keep this child. I love it, and I am confident that I can raise it alone."

"I want to leave for a while and tell my parents when the baby is almost due."

"Sister Xiaoyi, thank you so much for your support and company. I will take good care of myself."

After saying that, she hung up the phone, leaving only a busy tone echoing in her ears.

Ji Xingyi stared blankly at the dimmed screen. He called again, but the phone was turned off.

She knew very well that from this moment on, she would temporarily lose contact with her.

Worry and anxiety were intertwined in Ji Xingyi's heart. She didn't want Pei Yuanyuan to encounter any accidents while alone outside.

So she quickly dialed Pei Bochuan's number, but received no response after several consecutive calls, which made her feel unprecedentedly irritated and helpless.

"By the way, there is also Assistant Ye!" Ji Xingyi suddenly remembered this person.

She quickly obtained Assistant Ye's contact information through Zuoyi and quickly called him.

Soon, a clear and pleasant voice came from the other end of the phone: "Hello, I'm Ye Shu."

"I'm Ji Xingyi, and I have something very urgent to discuss with Pei Bochuan. Please ask him to contact me as soon as possible. It's about his sister Pei Yuanyuan." Ji Xingyi said in a cold tone.

Ye Shu didn't expect that the other party was Mr. Ji from Xingtu, and he immediately realized the urgency of the matter. He quickly agreed: "Okay, I will contact Mr. Pei immediately and convey your message. Please wait a moment!"

After hanging up the phone, it was meaningless for Ji Xingyi to stay here.

She sighed and decided to drive back to the company.

As soon as I got into the car, my cell phone rang again. It was Pei Bochuan calling back.

She answered the phone immediately, and Pei Bochuan's voice came from the other end: "Xingyi, what's wrong with Xiaoyuan?"

After Ji Xingyi told him about Pei Yuanyuan's situation, there was silence on the other end of the phone.

If the call hadn't been ongoing, she would have suspected that the call was not connected.

"Pei Bochuan, did you hear that? Where is the person?"

Pei Bochuan was shocked by Pei Yuanyuan's pregnancy. He didn't expect that his sister would encounter such a thing.

And the child’s father is his good friend.

Thinking that his sister had to bear this kind of thing alone while the culprit was at large, he wanted to go over and beat him up right now.

He knew Xiaoyuan liked Dempsey, but he was still a little surprised when this happened.

After hearing Ji Xingyi's voice, the violent aura in his body slowly calmed down.

"I'm here, thank you for telling me about this, I'll send someone to look for it."

Ji Xingyi heard that he seemed to be in a bad mood, so she advised: "The most important thing at the moment is to find Xiaoyuan. What she needs now is understanding and support. Don't force her no matter what you think."

Pei Bochuan heard her gentle voice, and the depression in his heart slowly eased, "Okay, thank you!"

"You're welcome. Xiaoyuan is also my friend. Please inform me as soon as you have any news."

"okay."

After hanging up the phone, a cold light flashed in Pei Bochuan's eyes.

Lizhou.

Dempsey was reviewing documents in the office. When his cell phone rang and he saw it was Pei Bochuan, he picked up the phone happily.

"Hey, Achuan, how come you have time to contact me?"

Pei Bochuan said in a cold voice: "Xiaoyuan is pregnant."

Demps was stunned. "What? Pregnant? Is she getting married? Are you calling me to ask me to attend the wedding?"

"The child is yours!"

When Demps heard this, his breathing stagnated, and he froze in place, tightly gripping the pen in his hand.

After a while, some fragments flashed through his mind. In the dim room, that cold face crying in pain...

"How...how could..."

His heart was trembling and he broke out in cold sweat because of the news.

Pei Bochuan's tone was very calm, mixed with an extremely cold breath: "She wanted to keep the child, and now she has left alone and is nowhere to be found."

"Dumps, if anything happens to her, I will destroy you!"

"I called you because you are the child's father and you have the right to know about this! But Xiaoyuan has to raise the child herself, so the child belongs to our Pei family! You can't harass them anymore!"

After that, Pei Bochuan said sharply: "Dumps, if you are really a man, make the right choice!"

After the phone went busy, Demps was still in shock.

He held his head in his hands and said in agony, "Why, why did it happen like this, why did that night..."

At this time, Mo Yan pushed the door open and saw Demps, who was collapsing and blaming himself. She hurried forward and asked with concern: "Pus, what's wrong with you!"

When Demps saw the person coming, he grabbed her hand with bloodshot eyes and said sternly, "Does your hand still hurt?"

Mo Yan was frightened by his cold expression, "Pus, what's wrong with you..."

Demps exuded a chilly chill. He squeezed her arm tightly, and his tone was extremely cold and gloomy: "I ask you, does your hand still hurt?"

Mo Yan was pinched by him so hard that it hurt a lot, and his expression was very scary.

It was the first time she saw him like this, and she couldn't help but reply in fear: "No, it doesn't hurt anymore, Pus, let go, you're pinching me."

Upon hearing this, Dempsey threw her to the ground and looked at Mo Yan who fell to the ground in disbelief.

He squeezed out cold words from between his teeth: "What I hate most is being deceived!"

He looked down at her, his eyes becoming increasingly ferocious, and murderous intent emanated from his body.

He held her chin tightly and said in a cold tone: "The last person who dared to plot against me, the grass on his grave is already three feet high. You are afraid that you don't know what kind of person I am!"