Do you believe it?
If today's incident had not happened, she would have answered firmly: "I believe it."
But now she is a little hesitant.
After a long time, Zhuli snorted: "Yeah."
"So good."
Jing Huaizhi tightened his grip on her.
The drooping eyelids slowly closed.
After being woken up by him, Zhuli was not sleepy at all now.
Open your eyes and carefully review what he just said in your mind.
There was no explanation of his whereabouts on New Year's Day.
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On the sofa in the living room, Jing Huaizhi leaned lazily on the back of the chair.
He fished out the cigarette case from his pocket and took one out and put it in his mouth.
Zhuli stood aside and twisted his hands together, wanting to see what he was up to.
Ding dong -
The doorbell rings.
Butler Li quickly opened the door, and her eyes were naturally drawn over.
The door opened and Du Jianzhou came in.
Zhuli raised his eyebrows slightly and curled his knuckles slightly.
"The person is outside the door. Do you want to call him in now?"
Du Jianzhou bent down, poured a cup of tea, took a sip, and spoke quickly.
The man sitting on the sofa flicked the ashes of his cigarette and raised his chin towards him.
Du Jianzhou said nothing and walked to the door and opened it.
Xu Xin walked nervously into the house. She was not as casual as yesterday.
It looked like she had been carefully dressed up. As soon as she entered the room, she took off her fur coat and hung it on her arm.
The white top with a straight collar was deliberately exposed, and the hair blocking the neck seemed to be carelessly brushed.
Zhuli bit her thumb lightly, and her attention followed her again.
"Brother Jian Zhou, I knew you wouldn't really be angry with me."
An ecstatic smile spread across her face.
Du Jianzhou ignored her and walked straight to the living room.
However, after Xu Xin saw Jing Huaizhi and Zhuli, his expression changed visibly to the naked eye.
"Jing...Mr. Jing..."
"Zhu...Miss Zhu..."
The fingertips holding the coat turned white.
"I heard that you are pregnant with my child?"
Jing Huaizhi looked at her condescendingly, his eyes piercing her like knives.
Xu Xin was frightened to death. Didn't she hear that Mr. Jing was back?
His lips opened and closed but he didn't know how to answer.
At the end of his eyes, he caught a glimpse of Zhuli's eyes as if he were watching a play, and he gritted his teeth and smashed the jar.
"yes!"
"Mr. Jing, you asked Niannian to accompany you on New Year's Day night, and then..."
As she spoke, she checked the man's reaction and looked away before she could meet his dark eyes.
Snapped!
A slap hit her face, and Xu Xin was beaten back repeatedly.
There were five more fingerprints on Fendai's thick face, and she sighed.
"Brother Jian Zhou, I know I did this wrong."
"Don't worry, I will give birth to the child and raise it myself so that it won't cause any trouble to Mr. Jing."
Jing Huaizhi's eyes were cold, he narrowed his eyes and threw the cigarette butt into the ashtray.
"Sit here, what are you doing standing here?"
He waved, his half-closed black eyes filled with emotions Zhuli couldn't understand.
Xu Xin thought she was talking to her, and quickly fixed her hair style and stepped into the wind.
"Mr. Jing, I knew you wouldn't leave me and the baby alone."
He crossed his hands on his chest and said sarcastically: "Ms. Xu, I'm talking to my wife."
Her steps forward were suddenly stopped, and she was so embarrassed that she couldn't even lift her head.
"Do you want me to carry you or hold you?"
The man's undistinguished voice made people feel uneasy.
"I can walk by myself."
Zhuli reluctantly walked up to him and sat down next to him.
After she sat down, Jing Huai's long arms hugged her.
He raised his head and said in a lazy and attractive voice: "Let's fight."
Only later did Xu Xin realize what he was telling her.
"Mr. Jing, I will not use my child as a bargaining chip to blackmail you."
"Please don't let us, mother and son, be separated."
Zhuli had goosebumps all over his body. Why were the people around him so good at acting?
The child is not yet formed, so why can't we separate him?
Jing Huaizhi couldn't help but clicked his tongue, then reached out and pinched her face.
"How could the unfounded child be separated from you?"
He sneered, a low and cold voice that seemed to come from his chest.
When Du Jianzhou saw this, she threw out the pregnancy test report. The paper danced in the air and finally fell limply at her feet.
At first, in order to increase the authenticity of the matter, she went to the hospital for a prenatal check-up, and then bribed the doctor to exchange the pregnancy test form.
However, she was curious, didn't Secretary Jiang say that everything had been dealt with?
How did he get it?
"Mr. Jing, I know that you and Miss Zhu have a deep relationship, so I won't disturb you..."
At this point, even though she already knew the result, she still chose to continue talking.
"I also have the pregnancy test form." She said and took out the fake form from her bag.
"You are so shameless!"
Du Jianzhou regretted letting them know each other, so he gritted his molars and interrupted her.
Jing Huaizhi tugged at the corner of his mouth and sneered: "Do you want me to invite the doctor?"
"Or Mr. Qu?"
"Look where you were that night?"
The neither serious nor light voice deeply hurt Xu Xin.
The drooping pupils were filled with jealousy and resentment: "No, I'm sorry Jing, I was wrong."
"Oh, there were so many people accompanying me that I forgot, right?"
Jing Huaizhi took a handful of Zhuli's hair and looked at it carefully, and said casually.
As soon as he finished speaking, the phone call was dialed.
"Mr. Jing."
The indifferent male voice reached the ears of everyone in the living room through the electric current.
"I wonder if Mr. Qu still remembers Miss Xu?"
He pretended not to care.
"She, a few days ago she begged me to go to her at night to discuss business matters."
"You also know that I have been really busy recently, so I introduced her to Mr. Xu."
...
The phone was hung up, and Xu Xin fainted.
"You have arranged everything a long time ago, are you deliberately showing it to me?"
Seeing that they were alone now, Zhuli knocked off the hand that was around her waist and asked.
"Don't you like going to the theater?"
"Why not watch it if it's free?"
"Doesn't it look good?"
He looked at her with lowered eyes and eyebrows, and asked instead of answering.
She gritted her teeth and sarcastically uttered two words: "Good-looking."
But what does this have to do with where he went on New Year's Day?
Zhuli's eyes twitched slightly, and her slender fingers climbed up his strong arm.
"Will there be another Miss Zhang or Miss Wang coming out next time?"
"Don't pinch my face, it hurts!"
She huffed, crossing her arms and swallowing her anger.
After a few minutes of silence, Jing Huaizhi approached her and said, "You should move out during this period."
Zhuli frowned slightly, with confusion written all over his face.
"Did you really get what I said?"
"Are you in a hurry to drive me away?"
He stretched his eyebrows, and the little smiles gathered together: "No."
"Song Lang has been taking action recently, and you will be in danger if you are with me."
"You mean the incident you were reported to has something to do with him?"
She tightened her grip on his wrist, looking shocked.
