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"That's you, not me. If you hadn't treated her like that, she wouldn't have hated you and wouldn't want to see you again." Hong Wenbin shirked responsibility.

"My company needs her help. As long as I marry her, she will invest in me. Also, she will be the next president of Zhang Group. It is best for me to get married to her." Hong Wenbin did not avoid her.

"Leave first and don't contact me. I will give you alimony every month in the future." These are the ways he could think of to protect them. As long as they don't appear in front of Zhang Rongrong again, everything will be fine.

Hong Wenbin still knew what he wanted. It was impossible for him to give up the company he had built just for Liu Yueyue and their unborn child. He also wanted to prove that he was not a waste.

"It's true that Zhang Rongrong hates you. You either leave with the child or don't have the child. But in order to let Rongrong see my sincerity, I will not be with you anymore."

"What's your choice?" Hong Wenbin put all the options in front of her.

Neither of them is a good choice for Liu Yueyue.

"Wenbin, do you really want to rely on a woman to get to the top without me and the child? I don't want to leave you, and I want to keep the child. Wenbin, don't be with Zhang Rongrong. She won't allow you to pay me child support. How could she allow grandma to keep an illegitimate child?"

"You also said that she is going to become the president of Zhang Group. She can have any kind of man she wants. Why would she choose a man like you who cheated on her during marriage? Isn't she afraid that you will cheat again?" Liu Yueyue persuaded, "We are a family. Didn't you say before that you would give our children the best?"

"I am the one you really like." Liu Yueyue begged bitterly. She couldn't just leave like this. If she left for a few years, would he still remember her? If there was no child and Zhang Rongrong was there, she might not even have the chance to get close to Hong Wenbin again.

After all, Zhang Rongrong had liked Hong Wenbin, unlike Xiao Miaomiao who had no feelings for him before.

"Well, I have something else to do, so I'll go back first." Liu Yueyue said evasively and left in a hurry.

"I'll give you three days to make your own choice. I am determined to marry Zhang Rongrong. If you want to blame someone, blame yourself for your lowly family background. You can't give me any help at all." Hong Wenbin didn't force her too much.

Give her three days to plan.

Liu Yueyue paused for a moment and left without looking back.

Hong Wenbin was about to eat something, but when he saw the leftovers on the table, he lost his appetite and left.

Zhang Rongrong also heard about the unpleasant parting. She didn't say anything but just asked them to keep an eye on them. It was impossible for Liu Yueyue to just accept her fate, otherwise she wouldn't have been able to let Hong Wenbin plot against Xiao Miaomiao and let her child enter the Hong family.

Sure enough, Liu Yueyue went back to the rental house and thought about it all night. The next morning, she asked Hong Wenbin to come out to buy clothes for the children.

Xiao Miaomiao was in a good state of rest and went to the mall with Ouyang Xuan and Leng Yichen. The children's clothes were very small and cute. They didn't intend to ask about the gender, so they bought clothes for both boys and girls.

"Yichen, clothes, clothes, buy clothes, these are for you." Xiao Miaomiao showed the clothes to Leng Yichen.

Xiao Miaomiao also found time to study and asked Xingxing’s mother some questions about ways to improve the condition of autistic children.

Xiao Miaomiao discovered that as long as she talked about painting once, Leng Yichen would understand and respond, but he seemed to have no interest in other things and would not pay much attention to them, or rather, he could not perceive them.

Try to repeat yourself, talk to him more patiently, and use "situational narration" based on the scene and dialogue to get him to speak.

He will gradually understand and may even speak it out.

Leng Yichen's condition is much better now. He can already speak. What remains is to guide him to cognition and understanding.

For example, when you take him to the mall to buy clothes, you can’t do as you do with other children and start by talking about buying clothes and ask him if he likes them or not, or if he would buy them if he likes them.

These questions are easy to understand and comprehend for other children, but they are not suitable for Yichen.

He didn't understand it that quickly, so I could only keep trying to say it over and over again in front of him so that he would remember it more deeply in his big brain.

So whenever there was a chance to come into contact with new things, Xiao Miaomiao would patiently tell him over and over again, hoping that one day he would tell him about it when he saw her buying clothes.

Now Xiao Miaomiao kept talking to him about going to the mall and buying clothes.

Maybe in the future when he sees a shopping mall or a place where clothes are sold, he will be able to say that it sells clothes.

Xiao Miaomiao talked to him tirelessly, which was equivalent to her giving input to Yichen, and Leng Yichen would accept the input. She is now also a mother, so as for Leng Yichen's condition, she sincerely hopes that he can improve. Not to say that he can be cured, but she still hopes that he can live a normal life.

Xiao Miaomiao gently placed the soft clothing in front of Leng Yichen, as if she was afraid of disturbing him. Leng Yichen's eyes were involuntarily attracted and locked onto the clothing.

Xiao Miaomiao patiently repeated to Leng Yichen over and over again: "Look, this is the clothes." However, Leng Yichen stood still like a sculpture, neither speaking nor reacting.

Seeing this, Xiao Miaomiao was not discouraged. She slowly reached out her hand, gently grabbed Leng Yichen's small hand, and carefully guided it to the clothes.

Then, she used her warm fingers to guide Leng Yichen's small hands, and together they gently and delicately stroked every inch of the texture of the clothes.

"Come, feel it, this is the clothes." Xiao Miaomiao said as she stared into Leng Yichen's eyes as clear as water, hoping to get even the slightest response from him.

But Leng Yichen remained silent, just letting Xiao Miaomiao manipulate his hands, seeming indifferent to everything around him.

"Miao Miao, come and take a look at these sets of children's clothes. I'm just wondering how to choose! Do you think we should pick one set of each color, or buy three sets of the same color?" Ouyang Xuan said as she walked towards Xiao Miaomiao happily holding the small and cute clothes in her hands.

Hearing the voice, Xiao Miaomiao turned around, and her eyes were immediately attracted by the exquisite little clothes in Ouyang Xuan's hand.

However, at this moment, an unknown detail happened quietly. In a place that Xiao Miaomiao could not reach, Leng Yichen's tender little hands were still quietly placed on one of the clothes, as obedient as a docile little lamb.

Suddenly, his chubby little fingers trembled slightly, and gently stroked the soft fabric, as if telling it some secret, but soon stopped.