Since I was pregnant with the richest man's cub

Because the matter was so sudden, Jiang Jing felt that it was necessary to discuss it with someone, so he called Chu Cheng.

Chu Cheng's original name was Jiang Yufeng, and he met Jiang Jing when he was 14 years old.

After listening to what Jiang Jing said, the person on the other end of the phone was silent for a while.

"You mean...the man who was ruthlessly abandoned by you after 419 came to your door after two months. As long as you take the responsibility that a man should bear, he will give you 1000 million?"

"Can you fucking stop calling me a scumbag?"

"Steal money and sex, pat your ass and leave, the room fee is paid by others, isn't it scumbag?"

"Scum?"

Both were silent for a while on the phone.

Jiang Jing thought about it for a while, although the other party took the initiative that night, and he was still drunk, but no matter from the appearance of his clothes, or his body skills, it seems... Jiang Jing took advantage of it.

So it seems...

"Oh, it seems pretty scumbag."

Jiang Jing's tone was lazily filled with indifference. He took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, shook it twice, pulled out one and put it in his mouth. Just as he was about to light it, he suddenly remembered something, and put the lighter back. in his pocket.

Hearing Chu Cheng on the other side asked again: "And then?"

Jiang Jing took a deep puff of the unlit cigarette between his fingers, and replied, "I left before dawn after having fun, and that person..."

"What happened to that person?"

"Wealthy and powerful, life is good."

"It's really fucked up."

"Of course, I can't get pregnant without fucking."

The person on the other end of the phone was silent for a few seconds, and then asked again: "How many fucking men have you slept with just now? You know what it means to be rich? What does it mean to live well?"

Jiang Jing scratched his hair and replied seriously: "Just one!"

Chu Cheng listened to him like 'what's the matter? 'The answer finally got a little anxious.

"No... I said Jiang Jing, don't you really want to agree?"

Jiang Jing breathed a sigh of relief, looked at the bare branches on the side of the road, and tugged at his collar.

"...still thinking about it."

"Let me tell you! It's better to push this matter away."

"Ah."

"It's not that we have never met rich people, we are not from the same world at all."

"really."

"Besides... Marriage is a lifetime thing, we can't give in for money."

"That is, are your father and I such a vulgar person?"

In the end, after hanging up the phone, Jiang Jing walked into the door of Shen's house swaggeringly.

Originally, Weng Lin said on the phone that he would send someone to pick him up, but Jiang Jing said there was no need to trouble him, so he asked him for the address, took a taxi and came over.

In the end, I didn't expect this place to be so far away, and the fare cost two hundred, which was still paid by him. Moreover, the driver also said that this area was a private land, and taxis were not allowed to enter it, so he had to walk up by himself.

"The current taxi drivers are really bad."

Jiang Jing put the small ticket in his pocket and walked up the road.

The Shen family's house in Nanling is very big, as if the hills in this area belong to their family, there is a long distance from the gate to the entrance.

Fortunately, after walking a few steps, Weng Lin sent someone to pick him up.

The car winds its way up the road and finally stops in front of a majestic building.

After getting out of the car, Weng Lin was already waiting outside the door.There are also a few servants standing on both sides.

"Mr. Jiang, Mr. Shen is already waiting inside, please follow me."

"okay."

The villa is as luxurious as a palace. The river view is shining all the way. There are expensive paintings on the walls and valuable vases. Even the occasional potted plants are expensive.

The carpet under his feet was also very soft, which made him feel a little unreal.

Although the house is very big, it doesn't look empty. There are only servants who don't know how many, and they are still busy at this time. Occasionally, when they pass by Jiang Jing, they will stand still and bow their heads respectfully.

Are there so many rules in rich families?

When he came to the living room, he saw a figure sitting on the sofa from a distance, who seemed to be answering the phone, heard footsteps, and turned his head to look at Jiang Jing.

Then he said to the person on the phone: "I will send someone to pick it up."

Then hang up.

Weng Lin signaled Jiang Jing to sit down, and then the servant brought up a glass of milk.

Holding the hot milk brought by his servant, Jiang Jing sat on the sofa pretending to be calm, but unconsciously stared at Shen Luan in front of him...

He has a well-defined outfit and bright eyes.

this man...

So fucking rich!

The tie is different from the daytime one. I saw this one on the Internet. It is new in winter and is more expensive than the daytime one.

The two looked at each other, and neither of them spoke.

Until Shen Luan inadvertently blushed the tips of his ears, and slightly moved his eyes away.

Only then did Weng Lin break the silence: "Mr. Jiang, what is your contract?"

"Oh, here."

Jiang Jing came back to his senses and took out the contract from his backpack: "I've already signed it."

As soon as he put the contract on the tea table, Weng Lin handed over another copy.

"This is an additional clause, please read it over, Mr. Jiang."

"Why?"

"This is just some precautions and some materials for Mr. Shen. It only needs to be memorized by Mr. Jiang, and no signature is required."

Hearing what he said, Jiang Jing just took over the tower of A4 paper, which contained some personal information about Shen Luan, the occasions he needed to attend and the role he played.

Isn't it just acting?Trivial.

After looking through all the materials in his hand, Jiang Jing looked at the three big characters of Shen Lu'an on it.

"Then how should I call you in the future? Mr. Shen? Or just by your name? Or...Lu An? An An?"

Shen Luan's eyes trembled inadvertently, and Weng Lin beside him also showed a hint of surprise.

The atmosphere suddenly became a little strange.

He didn't hear the answer, Jiang Jing raised his head from the stack of materials, and looked at Shen Lu'an suspiciously, but the person in front of him just told Weng Lin: "It's getting late, take him to rest first."

"Yes...Mr. Jiang, this way please."

Jiang Jing was a little puzzled, but he didn't think too much, and followed Weng Lin upstairs.

Just as Jiang Jing was leaving, Shen Luan silently picked up his phone and posted a message on his Weibo account: He called my name today.

Don't forget to add a little heart at the back.

Villa on the second floor.

When Jiang Jing saw the room Weng Lin had arranged for him, he felt like shit!

Is this the fucking room?

Looking at this bedroom which was several times larger than the rental house he used to live in, Jiang Jing tried his best to hide his excited heart and trembling hands.

This is several times more luxurious than the presidential suites I have seen working in five-star hotels before!

Among other things, the three-meter-wide bed alone made him, who was tired at this moment, feel like heaven.

"This room... I live alone?"

Jiang Jing pointed to himself, and Weng Lin answered briefly.

"Yes, I wonder if you are still satisfied?"

"Oh, cough, it's okay!"

Jiang Jing pretended to be calm, and after Weng Lin left, he collapsed on the three-meter-wide soft big bed without saying a word, and was trapped in the quilt.

"Ah... so cool..."

I almost want to cry... 1551, Mom, I'm going to be successful.

"I didn't expect that one day I would be able to live in a mansion."

I don't know if it was because he was too tired, but after a while, Jiang Jing fell asleep just like that.

********

It was rare that there was some sunshine in the winter morning, and the person trapped in the quilt moved, then stretched his waist and slowly opened his eyes.

Jiang Jing stared at the ceiling in a daze for a while, calmed down, and then sat up.

As soon as I yawned, I realized something was wrong.

"Huh? Did I...did I change my clothes last night?"

He took a look at the white nightgown on his body, and suddenly touched his leg.

!!!

Fuck!Where are my pants?

I thought back to last night, but I had no memory at all.

"I'm not sleepwalking, am I? Is it a symptom of pregnancy?"

He lifted the quilt and lowered his head to stare at something even more shocked.

Even Xiao Nei has changed! ! !

But he was quickly distracted by the brand new texture.

"This one is still new... Wait, isn't this the one endorsed by Hainan Zhijia's new male model? How much is it?"

Jiang Jing stretched out his hand and pulled the hem of his trousers to look.

"Remember, it seems to be 2700!"

As he said that, he lay down slowly again, took various positions he liked when sleeping, and felt the flexibility and fit of this high-end underwear.

"As expected of 2700 underwear, the comfort is really good, smooth, light and not tight. Five-star praise!"

Jiang Jing touched his buttocks, and felt that his buttocks had become tighter because of this pair of underwear worth 2700.

But... where did these panties come from?

"Where did you find it while sleepwalking?"

After looking around at the furnishings in the room, he finally locked the huge built-in wardrobe.

Jiang Jing got up and got out of bed, because the air conditioner in the room was fully turned on and there was floor heating, so he didn't feel cold.

However, the moment he opened the closet door, he was completely stunned.

"There is actually a cloakroom here?"

The lights inside had their own sensors, and they turned on almost as soon as Jiang Jing opened the door.

What surprised him even more was the couture hanging on both sides of the cloakroom.

Even in the glass cabinet in the middle, there are many expensive accessories such as cuffs and ties.

"Fuck! How much does it cost?"

You don't need to guess, you must be sleepwalking to get the underwear and nightgown from here.

"But he's so rich, it shouldn't matter if he wears a pair of underwear!"

I don't know if the things inside can move, Jiang Jing still wore his own clothes, but the one he wore last night, I don't know where it went.

Since he didn't have any clothes, Jiang Jing only brought an extra set of black sportswear.

After tidying up in front of the mirror, Jiang Jing was about to go downstairs to look for food. As soon as he opened the door, he saw a girl standing outside the door.

The servants of the Shen family all wore uniforms, black and white uniforms, and they could be recognized at a glance.

Before he could speak, the bob-haired girl in front of her spoke first: "Mr. Jiang, Mr. Shen said, if you wake up, please go to the restaurant for dinner."

"okay."

When he came to the restaurant, Shen Luan had already sat down on the long dining table. He was dressed in a suit and leather shoes, and anyone with a discerning eye could tell that he was well-dressed.

When Jiang Jing saw him, his eyes lit up.

Shen Lu'an saw that he was looking at her with light in his eyes, and a gleam of joy flashed in his eyes.

But he soon noticed Jiang Jing's cheap sportswear and frowned slightly.

"Where did you get your clothes?"

Jiang Jing felt that his question was a little strange.

"Of course I brought it myself."

After finishing speaking, he seemed to think of something: "By the way, I might be sleepwalking. I didn't know where to throw my clothes and underwear when I got up today, so I took one from the cloakroom and counted it as I borrowed it from you."

Weng Lin, who opened the chair for Jiang Jing, changed his expression slightly. Last night he saw Shen Luan enter Jiang Jing's room with his own eyes, stayed there for about 10 minutes before coming out, and gave him a bag to take to throw away.

Because it was something given by Mr. Shen, as a housekeeper, he couldn't open it casually, so Weng Lin dealt with it directly according to the order.

I didn't expect that my boss would even change his underwear for him...

After Jiang Jing sat down, the servants began to serve dishes one after another, such as pork liver soup with spinach, fried chicken with ginseng and yam, steamed fish, scrambled eggs with tomato, stir-fried cabbage heart with minced garlic, and fried chicken liver with carrots.

It was Shen Lu'an who ordered people to make it according to the recipe in the early pregnancy.

However, the large table of dishes did not attract Jiang Jing very much, instead he glanced at Shen Luan's hand every now and then.

Shen Lu'an also noticed Jiang Jing's eyes that glanced over from time to time, as if he was always looking at his hands.

After a meal, Jiang Jing didn't eat much, and the watch of the man beside him was too flashing.

Where is he in the mood to eat?

That's an out-of-print Kloss!There is only one in the world.