Tang Shaoyu was so frightened by the sight that he quickly explained: "I didn't ask her specifically. I just asked her casually when we were talking about work. But don't worry, I will definitely take care of Shiyang's reputation and not talk casually."
As he spoke, he took out his mobile phone, opened the chat interface with Susanna, and clicked on the newly sent voice message: "By the way, which hospital was Vivian in when she gave birth last year? I have a friend who was pregnant recently. I want to Find out about the situation in the hospital.”
Susanna's message came back quickly, with a voice of pure confusion: "When did Vivian give birth? Didn't she still go to school last year and not graduate? How could she have time to have a baby? Do you want to ask Tiffany?"
Tang Shaoyu immediately replied with a message that suddenly dawned on him: "Oh, that's right, Tiffany, look at my brain, I'm so busy that I'm dizzy."
Tang Shaoyu said and looked at Fu Jingchuan: "Look, if you are really pregnant and have a baby, how can you hide it from the people around you? I think you just think too much."
Fu Jingchuan looked at him without saying a word.
He remembered that when he pressed Shiyang in the restaurant whether the child was still there or not, Shiyang's eyes welled up with grievance until she lost control.
He didn't know if this topic touched on her sad past or something else.
He knew that he shouldn't bring up this topic. Even if he had doubts, he should seek confirmation secretly instead of exposing her scars in person. But the moment she decisively pulled away, her emotions took over.
The question about the child also became a means to force her to stop.
It is a means and a temptation.
Intellectually, Fu Jingchuan knew very well that the child could not still be alive.
Shiyang never does anything to make a false move.
She never changes what she sets her mind to.
She has never been a sloppy person. If she wants to get out, she must choose the cleanest way.
But emotionally, Fu Jingchuan had been lucky, even if there was only one chance in ten thousand.
Tang Shaoyu put his arm on Fu Jingchuan's shoulder and patted his shoulder comfortingly.
"Actually, not having children is not necessarily a good thing." Tang Shaoyu said, "Otherwise, if you get remarried in the future, wouldn't this be a nuisance for your marriage?"
Fu Jingchuan pulled down his paw: "Shut your mouth if you can't speak."
Tang Shaoyu: "..."
Fu Jingchuan bent over and picked up the wine on the table, filled a glass for himself, and after drinking it all, he put the glass on the table.
"Remember to close the door when you leave."
After saying that, he turned back to the study and closed the door with a bang.
Tang Shaoyu couldn't help shouting to his closed door: "Hey, I thought you must be in a bad mood tonight, so I came here to talk to you and enlighten you, and you just left like this?"
No one paid any attention to him.
Tang Shaoyu pulled up a chair and sat down boredly. Drinking alone was not interesting, and there was no one to talk to.
When a person is bored, he can't help but take his phone, open WeChat, and click on the Moments. In the drop-down Moments, he sees Yan Yao's message: "Long time no see~"
The accompanying picture is Xicheng Airport.
Tang Shaoyu remembered that Shiyang was willing to come to work in the company a year ago, and Yan Yao had a lot to do with it. He estimated that Yan Yao could persuade Shiyang to move, so he called Yan Yao: "Returned to China?"
Yan Yao: "Yeah."
Tang Shaoyu: "Go have a drink?"
Yan Yao: "Okay, you make arrangements."
Tang Shaoyu quickly found a Jiaqing bar nearby, sent the location to Yan Yao, and then got up and knocked on Fu Jingchuan's door.
Fu Jingchuan opened the study door and looked at him: "Is there anything else?"
Tang Shaoyu: "It's okay, I'll go back first."
"I just want to tell you good news. I probably found a way to keep Vivian." Tang Shaoyu said, patting Fu Jingchuan on the shoulder, "Wait for my good news."
After saying that, Fu Jingchuan left happily without waiting for his reaction.
Fu Jingchuan looked at his back with windy footsteps: "Tang Shaoyu, don't mess with my affairs. I have my own arrangements."
"Don't worry, it has nothing to do with you. I want to retain talents." Tang Shaoyu raised his hand and made a goodbye gesture before closing the door.
Fu Jingchuan glanced at the closed door, ignored him, and closed the study door again. When he returned to the study, he saw a notification message on WeChat. It was a new friend message, which read: "I am Time Yang."
Fu Jingchuan's eyes paused, his dark eyes staring calmly at that sentence without moving.
Shiyang's WeChat name and avatar remain the same as two years ago.
He knew it was her.
