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

"I do not love you anymore."

Song Yang's hands froze, and then he looked at Ji Yanqing as if nothing had happened, "I just love you."

Ji Yanqing with a cold expression lowered his eyelids to cover the emotions in his eyes, Song Yang was vaguely relieved when he saw this, what his relatives said was not true.

Now I understand that Ji Yanqing's words are wrong, but back then——

Song Yang thought of the past, hated himself for being blinded by the past, and only thought about how to get revenge.

"Father, can you drink uncle's porridge?" Yang Bao crawled over like a puppy, knelt on the bed and looked at Ji Yanqing.

Ji Yanqing originally wanted to refuse, but seeing his son looking forward to it, he knew that his son was hungry.

"Yes." After Ji Yanqing finished speaking, she looked at Song Yang, "Thank you, but I don't need it in the future."

Song Yang didn't seem to understand the rejection in Ji Yanqing's words, and nodded his face, "Drink while it's hot, I'll go first." He knew that Ji Yanqing would be useless if he stayed here.

Ji Yanqing stared at Song Yang's leaving back and didn't speak.

Bao Yang couldn't understand the weird atmosphere between his father and the bad uncle. Seeing that the bad uncle had left, he cheered a little, but his little face turned pale with pain in his chest. When Ji Yanqing heard his son gasp, he knew it was in pain again. There will be distress in all eyes.

"Slow down, Dad will put it in a bowl for you to drink slowly."

After a while, Yang Bao was drinking porridge with a small bowl of rice, with a happy face, he leaned in front of Ji Yanqing, and passed the spoon to Ji Yanqing's lips, "Dad, try it, it's very delicious!"

Ji Yanqing didn't want to eat what Song Yang bought, but couldn't bear Yang Bao's persistent look, so she lowered her head and took a sip. It tasted really good.

"Okay, Dad is not hungry, you drink by yourself."

Ji Yanqing touched his son's head, then turned to face the computer, with a stern expression and cold eyes.

When Huating came with Hua Hua, Ji Yanqing just closed the book, rubbed the bridge of his nose, and leaned lazily on the bed, but the coldness on his body was still there.

"Huahua!" Yangbao, who was playing alone on the bed, found Huahua at the first time, and yelled happily. His short legs slid down the bed. Before Ji Yanqing had time, Huating came to help Yangbao and put him on the bed. .

"He is so active that he often forgets that he is injured." Ji Yanqing looked at Huating with tired eyes, "Thank you."

He didn't know Huating well, because the two sons could play together and talk a few words. He didn't expect that Huating would bring Huahua to see him, but the two of them didn't have much to say except the topic of children.

Huating took out the doll from his backpack and asked Huahua to take Yangbao to the small living room to play.There were only two people left in the ward, Huating looked at Ji Yanqing, and suddenly smiled, a happy smile without any meaning.

"Hua Hua was born to me."

Ji Yanqing was taken aback for a moment, and then seemed to understand. In an instant, the relationship between the two seemed to be drawn a lot closer.

"Lu Feng told me." Huating was a little embarrassed, and smiled at Ji Yanqing: "I didn't disclose your matter on purpose, but our matter is too special."

"Then do you know why?" Ji Yanqing opened his mouth a little confused, "Why did it happen—"

"Child?" Huating took the conversation, and he found that Ji Yanqing still couldn't face the fact of having a child. When he mentioned this, Ji Yanqing's eyes flashed a little panic, but it depends on the individual, and he can't help it, "Lu Feng help me I checked, and there is a uterus in the body, as for why we have it, I don’t know, if I didn’t know that there is you, I thought I was the only one.”

That's why Lu Feng violated the ethics of doctors and told Huating about Ji Yanqing.

"Don't you think you're weird? It's a weird—" Ji Yanqing turned pale, and didn't say the last word.

Huating smiled heartily, "It was a bit shocking at first, but I'm very happy to have Huahua. I'm not in good health. With Huahua, Lu Feng can also miss it."

Facing such a frank Huating, Ji Yanqing's eyes were full of obscurity and envy.

Huating felt that there was something wrong with Ji Yanqing's expression, so he stopped talking about him and Lu Feng, "I heard from Lu Feng that President Song also cares about you very much, don't blame me for talking too much, I just think that if you are in love, you should hold on tightly, the time is too short gone."

"I don't know if I still love Song Yang or not." Ji Yanqing felt a little uncomfortable when she said it, maybe because Huating, like him, wanted to find someone to express these repressed words, "I can't tell if I love you or not." The relationship of years ago is still not reconciled—”

"We can't be together anymore, my heart is really dead."

Thinking of Song Yang's word monster, Ji Yanqing's face turned pale, and his eyes turned cold, "There is no trust between us, he doesn't believe me, and I suspect him too."

Although Song Yang said it wrong now, he didn't really think he was a monster, but he always wondered in his heart, is it because Song Yang knew the truth and wanted to save him, so he said that, but in fact, he still felt that he was a monster in his heart.Is it a momentary impulse, because the past feelings are too beautiful in the memory, if Song Yang knows his real appearance, when the goodness in the memory slowly fades away, he will only think that he is ugly and a monster again.

He thinks so now and doesn't trust Song Yang.

Huating also just listened to some gossip about Ji Yanqing and Song Yang from Lu Feng. After all, the Song family had a reputation in the capital, and the incident was very big back then. It's just that outsiders can't feel the relationship, and he doesn't persuade it.

The two chatted about the child again, and before leaving, Huating said with emotion: "I heard from Lu Feng that you were in a very bad state at first, and it would be very dangerous if you didn't wake up, and that you should talk to the people you care about the most. It's time for you, this may be all thanks to Bao Yang!"

Seeing that Uncle Hua praised him, Yang Bao was very happy even though he didn't know why, and smiled at Huating.

Huating rubbed Yang Bao's head and left with Hua Hua.

Ji Yanqing's eyes revealed a bit of struggle, at this moment he didn't know whether to trust his own reason or the instinct of confidence.

On the night when he was in a coma, he was familiar with the fiery embrace, and whispered in his ear the best memory in his life...  

"Dad, the phone is ringing!"

Yang Bao held the mobile phone and approached Ji Yanqing, "Dad, you are not in good health yet, stop playing with your mobile phone and computer all the time! I'm going to be angry!"

"Okay." Ji Yanqing saw Fang Si, and rubbed his son's head, "Say a few words and hang up, okay?"

Bao Yang was very proud to see his father obediently obeying him, and gestured the distance with his chubby fingers, "It can only be so short!"

"Boss, I'm so mad!" Fang Si didn't hide his anger on the phone, "I've never seen such an unreasonable person. Chairman Song asked the security guard to move our company's things out of the door early this morning. I'm so angry. I'm dead..."

After comforting Fang Si and hanging up the phone, Ji Yanqing, who was originally hesitant, became firm.

Su Wanling, who came back five years later, pushed him step by step, this time he won't back down.

Five years ago, it was his own choice, and he couldn't blame others for the consequences of his own fault. Now he doesn't intend to bear it anymore.

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

"The video from the garage was sent to the police station. The guy who moved the brake line was a gangster who said he was driving him in revenge for the president..." Assistant Xu reported the information on the surface, but he didn't believe what was inside, " That gangster worked as a security guard in the company for half a month, and he often peeped at female colleagues going to the bathroom and was kicked out. It was already a year ago, and it will not be so late to take revenge."

Song Yang's eyes were cold, "Go and investigate Zhang Zhe."

Assistant Xu also thought of this. Zhang Zhe is the one who has a grudge with the president recently, and given the fact that Zhang Zhe has a brain hole, Zhang Zhe can do this kind of murder by moving the brake line.

After reporting this, Assistant Xu had some hesitation on his face.

"Say."

"This morning, the chairman moved Mr. Ji's office out." In the eyes of Assistant Xu, it was a bit disgusting. Mr. Ji's company's personal belongings were collected by the security guards and placed at the company gate, and people came and went to watch. "Assistant Fang turned pale with anger, fortunately Mr. Ji is not here."

If it was said that Song Yang was cold towards Zhang Zhe just now, then his whole body was covered with chills now, and his face sank like water.

Seeing this, Assistant Xu tried his best to restrain his breath and pretend he wasn't there.

After a long time, Song Yang asked, "What else is there?"

"The cooperation with Huirong, and the land auction on the east side..." Assistant Xu spread out the documents. These two cases are the company's most recent business involving the largest funds, and nearly two projects have been planned up and down. In February, we had to wait for two days to make a decision. First, we cooperated with Convergence, and the next day was the land auction. If he was not in a hurry to make a decision, Assistant Xu would not bother Song Yang who was recuperating.

Song Yang scanned the document at a glance, "Come and pick me up the day after tomorrow, go directly to Huirong."

Assistant Xu left after finishing the official business, and Song Yang sat in a wheelchair, staring at the word Song on the folder.

Early in the morning, Song Yang went to Ji Yanqing's room to deliver porridge, and it was Yang Bao who opened the door. Seeing that his eyes lit up, he deliberately said, "Bad uncle, don't come, I won't eat your delicious food!" After he finished speaking, he felt something was wrong, so he quickly covered his mouth with his plump hands, and hurriedly added, "It's not delicious, so I don't know how to eat it."

"I bought meat buns." Song Yang kept looking at Yang Bao when he was talking, and sure enough, the fat boy looked into his hand suddenly, licked his mouth, and finally turned his eyes back in pain, "I don't I like you, and my father doesn't like you, and I don't like eating buns either."

Song Yang touched Yang Bao's head, Yang Bao moved his head away a little unhappy, Song Yang was empty-handed, a little sad.

"I bought it specially for you, eat it!" Song Yang didn't tease Yang Bao, took a bun and brought it to Yang Bao's mouth, Yang Bao took a spineless bite and regretted it after eating, but he couldn't bear it, He hesitated holding the bun.

Ji Yanqing came out from the room, and said calmly: "Yang Bao, thank you for the buns, uncle."

Bao Yang knew that his father agreed with him to eat, thanked him obediently, and went back to the inner room with the buns in his arms.

"Kiss, you don't have to be polite to me." Song Yang pushed the wheelchair to Ji Yanqing's side, "I heard from my aunt that you have a bad appetite recently, chicken soup and white porridge with sour bamboo shoots, you try."

Ji Yanqing was a little dazed when he heard the familiar title, but in an instant, his expression became clear, "You don't need to bother, we can't do it."

Song Yang paused for removing the heat preservation box, and then continued, taking out the porridge box and side dishes one by one and putting them on the coffee table.

"Kiss, try it while it's hot, I specially asked them to skim the chicken fat, you have to drink more now—"

"Get out!" Ji Yanqing looked cold, "Are you going by yourself or should I let auntie push you out?"

Song Yang smiled indifferently, "Then I'll go first, you remember to drink, the porridge may smell fishy when it's cold..."

The white porridge on the table exudes a faint smell of chicken soup. Ji Yanqing directly picked it up and threw it into the trash can beside him, looking at Song Yang lightly, "Can we go?"

Song Yang stopped talking, "Don't be angry, I'll go, I'll go."

When Song Yang left, Ji Yanqing, who was originally full of defensive aura, relaxed. He glanced at the porridge in the trash can, and there were sour bamboo shoots and a bag of plums on the table.

He closed his eyes and made up his mind.

Song Yang didn't take Ji Yanqing's tantrum to heart at all, but the porridge was delivered later by the escort, he was afraid that Ji Yanqing would hurt himself if he didn't eat well.

The next morning, Assistant Xu went to the hospital to pick up Song Yang and go to Huirong to sign the contract.

The background of Huirong is linked to the political circles. This cooperation is set. It is a big business. It will not be moved for at least five years. The two parties have joined forces. As long as the cooperation is won, Song will be able to enter the top two assets in the country within two years. up.

This cooperation was won by Su Wanling because of the Su family's face.

It was a final matter at first, but in the meeting room, Assistant Xu was stunned when he saw the people present.

"Why are Fang Hui's people here?"

Song Yang also frowned.

The Song family is involved in a wide range of industries, but to be honest, in the industry of cooperation with Convergence, Fang Hui is the top one. This time he squeezed out Fang Hui, and Ronghui cooperated with them because of the face of the Su family.

Unexpectedly, Fang Hui's president arrived on the day of the signing.

Song Yang knew that today's contract could not be signed. Sure enough, the president of Huirong smiled kindly, saying that the cooperation was important, and he was still considering it, but his attitude towards Song's at the beginning changed now, and he frequently offered an olive branch to Fang Hui.

Song Yang still doesn't understand anything, this cooperation is dead.

Such a big cooperation was gone, Su Wanling rushed over after receiving the news, Song Yang's attitude towards Su Wanling was very cold, as if treating a stranger, completely treating the other party as the chairman.

"Impossible, your grandfather said hello—" Su Wanling was also a little angry, "I'll call and ask."

At that time, Song Yang looked indifferent and indifferent. They were not as professional as Fang Hui, and they squeezed out the other party only because of their relationship. Now that they have been robbed by the other party, they can only say that the other party is capable.

That's how it is in the marketplace.

Su Wanling came over after making the phone call, her face was ugly, Song Yang smiled when she saw it, and Su Wanling was even angrier.

"Now it's a major loss for the company, are you gloating?" Su Wanling thought of the content of her father's phone call, and murmured in a low voice: "Who told the other party about the boss of the Keng Rong family... .”