What should I do if my ex-boyfriend is pregnant with my child?

Assistant Xu already regretted coming in to report.

And he just heard some incredible news.

Assistant Xu, who was already full of gossip, was still in a working mode. He retreated politely, closed the door, and drove away the secretaries who were listening to gossip and went to the tea room.

In the room, when Xia Bangyuan saw that Ji Yanqing's appearance was better than before, hatred and jealousy flashed in her eyes, but her face was not as crazy as before. She calmed down and smiled at Ji Yanqing. This smile contained too much Duo, standing in front of Ji Yanqing with a mistress attitude.

"It's been a long time, Mr. Ji." Xia Bangyuan unintentionally showed her engagement ring, laughed, and continued: "We had some disputes just now, and you, an outsider, laughed."

Ji Yanqing didn't look at Xia Bangyuan, he has been looking at Song Yang behind the opposite desk since he entered the door.

"You, are you okay?" Ji Yanqing was taken aback by her own voice, it was too dry.

Song Yang's gaze was as cold as a knife, and he met Ji Yanqing directly.

He knew what Ji Yanqing wanted to ask, what happened to the car accident.

"Thanks to you, I didn't die, because my hatred for you has kept me going."

Xia Bangyuan, who was just ignored by Ji Yanqing next to him, saw Ji Yanqing's pale face, and the smile on his face was a little more sincere, and she gently mentioned: "We don't want to mention the things back then, it's too painful, Mr. Ji, I I hope you don't bother us anymore, after all, you chose money and gave up Song Yang back then."

Ji Yanqing looked at Song Yang persistently, and opened his mouth several times, but he couldn't utter a word with his throat dry. He couldn't explain to himself. The fact is just like what Xia Bangyuan said, he let go first.

"dad."

Yang Bao came over with his schoolbag on his back, holding Ji Yanqing's thigh tightly.Yang Baoren can't understand the cold knife hidden in the adults' conversations, but he can feel the good and bad malice from the outside world. This will make him feel that his uncle and that aunt are hurting his father.

Ji Yanqing's gaze shifted to Yang Bao, and he touched Yang Bao's head.

Knowing that this is Ji Yanqing's son, Xia Bangyuan breathed a sigh of relief, and deliberately said, "This is Mr. Ji's son? He's so old, isn't he four years old?"

Ji Yanqing understood the meaning of Xia Bangyuan's words, and did not speak, but Xia Bangyuan smiled at Song Yang: "You see, Mr. Ji's son is over four years old, which means that he is doing well abroad. We have to work hard, and we can't fall behind Ji Yanqing." gentlemen."

Xia Bangyuan's words were like a knife, picking Song Yang's heart knot, and piercing Ji Yanqing. The shining ring and every sentence reminded us of the relationship between Song Yang and Xia Bangyuan at the moment.

Song Yang stood up, looked at Ji Yanqing, and asked, "Is he really your child?"

Yang Bao understood this sentence, he was a little scared, and clenched the little hand holding Ji Yanqing's thigh.

Ji Yanqing naturally felt Yang Bao's nervousness and fear, his mouth became dry, and he nodded, "Yes, Yang Bao was born by me, you don't have to doubt anything."

The air froze, Song Yang's eyes were like knives, sharply gouging out Ji Yanqing's flesh, even the proud Xia Bangyuan dared not speak at this moment, she had never seen Song Yang like this.

"roll."

The disgust in Song Yang's eyes made Ji Yanqing stiff.

Ji Yanqing hugged Yang Bao, was silent for a while, and finally turned and left without saying anything, but the back image showed a bit of decadence and desolation.

Assistant Xu at the door was startled when he saw Mr. Ji coming out, because the other party's face was so ugly, he quickly said: "I'll take you out—"

"Need not."

Yang Bao's fleshy arms wrapped around Ji Yanqing's neck, and his big eyes were filled with tears. When he walked out of the Song family, Yang Bao cried out, "Dad, dad, uncle is bad, Yang Bao is bad, Yang Bao will never go away with my uncle again, and I will never like my uncle anymore..."

Ji Yanqing patted Yang Bao's back to please his son, but said in his mouth: "It's not that uncle is bad, it's that Dad did something wrong before, and it has nothing to do with Yang Bao."

Yang Bao was sobbing and belching, he had already made up his mind, no matter what his father said, he would not believe it.

He hates uncle.

Ji Yanqing looked at Yang Bao's big face holding his breath seriously and knew that his son hadn't figured it out, and he still insisted on his own ideas, which was really the same as Song Yang.But seeing his son's red rabbit eyes were very pitiful, Ji Yanqing didn't intend to say any more, and ordered an ice cream for Yang Bao, which made Yang Bao happy for a while.

"Dad, your phone is ringing!" Yang Bao reminded his father while sipping ice cream.

Ji Yanqing came back to his senses, he was still thinking about what Xia Bangyuan said that Song Yang had been in a car accident, when he picked up the phone, he saw that it was Simon.

"It's fine when we arrive, go back—" Ji Yanqing hesitated, but still made a quick decision, "Simon, I might stay for a while, I——I can't let it go."

After hanging up the phone, Yang Bao looked at him depressedly with his face propped up.

"Dad, I don't like Beijing, can we not stay here?"

"You called me last night and said that your uncle helped you take a shower, bought you clothes and brought you fried chicken." Ji Yanqing looked at Yang Bao seriously, "The uncle today may be wrong, but the uncle a few days ago was very good ,Is it right?"

Then Yang Bao was blindfolded, thinking about life with his chin resting there.

*************

Song's top floor.

Xia Bangyuan had a victorious posture since Ji Yanqing left, and she also started to bow down to Song Yang, but Song Yang didn't show face, and said coldly before Xia Bangyuan smiled and said: "Get out."

"Brother Song, what did I say wrong—" Xia Bangyuan's words were swallowed by Song Yang's cold, murderous eyes, and the smile on his face froze, and he seemed to be respectful: "Okay, I'll go first."

When she stepped out of the office door, there was a happy smile on her face, as if she had finished kissing me with Song Yang inside. Assistant Xu thought, if he hadn't heard the whole story, he really thought that the president really liked this fiancee!

Who said Xia Bangyuan's acting skills are bad?Isn't that great!

Song Yang was the only one left in the office.

He looked at the file bag on the table for a long time, and finally reached out and opened the bag.

"Kiss, you promise me that no matter what happens, we must not separate?"

"Kiss, tell me if my mother told you to say that? I won't agree to break up!"

"Ji Yanqing, come down, I'll be downstairs, if you don't come down, I won't leave."

"Kiss, please don't go, please, I love you, Ji Yanqing..."

boom!

The car crashed into it and turned upside down in the air. At that moment, he felt that his life would end like this, but he was not reconciled. He hadn't caught up with Ji Yanqing's flight yet, so he told Ji Yanqing, don't leave, he really loves him very much …

Blood slid from his forehead, and the tip of his nose smelled of blood.

After that, my mind fell into darkness, my whole body was cold, and I felt that my life was passing by little by little.

Now, Song Yang is staring at the appraisal result in his hand, just like waiting for Ji Yanqing to come back in a car accident.The last phone call in the car accident kept ringing and didn't end. He held expectations between life and death, but his expectations finally failed.

But he didn't know that Ji Yanqing was shaken when he heard the pleading "I love you" on the phone, but the security guard secretly sent by Song's mother took Ji Yanqing's phone and escorted Ji Yanqing to the plane.

As a result, Ji Yanqing never saw a word of Song Yang's text message afterwards.

Five years ago, Song Yang could have used an excuse to tell himself that it was his mother who forced Ji Yanqing to go abroad, but now, the appraisal letter in his hand clearly told him that the Ji Yanqing he imagined still loved him, but the excuse of adopting a child seemed to be hit him in the face.

Just like five years ago when he begged over and over again, he lowered his posture to persuade him to stay.

Ji Yanqing never loved him at all, it was five years ago, and it is also today.

On this day, the door of the top office of the Song Corporation was never opened. Assistant Xu once took a peek at it, and then blocked all the affairs of the day.

He had never seen such a sad side of a cold, powerful and decisive boss.

They are both powerful and trapped in deep sadness and loneliness. They don't need their sympathy, but they can't invade such an atmosphere.

************

It will take some time for the luggage to be sent back, so Ji Yanqing bought some necessities with Yangbao before returning to the hotel.

As soon as I arrived at the hotel lobby, I saw an acquaintance.

Ji Yanqing looked a little surprised, but walked straight over with Yang Bao in his arms.

"Yang Bao is called Uncle Zhao."

Bao Yang held a newly bought toy in his hand, and called someone obediently, but he was not in a high mood.

Ji Yanqing didn't care, his mind was not on Yang Bao now.

"What a coincidence, Xiaoxiao." At first I wanted to be polite, but in the end I couldn't hold back and asked directly: "I have something to ask you, do you have time?"

It was Zhao Xiaoxiao who came, "Unfortunately, I heard Yangzi said that you are back, and I specially asked someone to find out the hotel where you stayed and came to look for you. Don't mind."

If it was in the past, Ji Yanqing would have minded very much, feeling that Zhao Xiaoxiao didn't respect him.

Not anymore.

"No." Ji Yanqing glanced at the busy lobby and the sleepy Yang Bao, and said to Zhao Xiaoxiao, "Go to my room and talk."

Zhao Xiaoxiao naturally has no problem.

Yang Bao and Ji Yanqing used to sleep for a while after eating lunch outside, especially in hot weather, as soon as Ji Yanqing put Yang Bao on the bed, Yang Bao fell asleep.Closing the bedroom door, Zhao Xiaoxiao took a can of iced Coke from the refrigerator in the living room and drank a couple of sips. Seeing Ji Yanqing coming, she said, "Sleep?"

Ji Yanqing nodded and sat opposite Zhao Xiaoxiao.

"When I left, what happened to Song Yang?"

Zhao Xiaoxiao put the Coke on the round table, serious and serious.

"There was a car accident on the highway to the airport. It was very serious. You should know that he called you for the last call. The phone was not hung up when the accident happened—"