"Why bring this up all of a sudden?" He didn't want to quarrel with her, because there was one more thing between him and her, and that was the child.

"Why can't you mention it? If you don't mention some things, it doesn't mean it's over!" She knew that it was not good to turn over old accounts, but if these old accounts were not turned out and made clear, they would become sharp knives, and they would stab in the heart from time to time.

He pulled her into his arms and said in a low voice, "Didn't you say you want to sleep? Did I disturb you?"

Her cheeks were caught off guard against his hot chest, making her flustered!

She pushed him away hard, then lay down on her own, leaving her back to him.

He stared at her slender body absentmindedly, his heart clenched tightly.

She hasn't told him yet what his mother said to her before she died.

Of course he didn't dare to ask any more questions.

He didn't ask, she was so angry, if she continued to ask, she would be even more angry.

He pulled the quilt over her and lay down beside her again.

......

Six o'clock in the evening.

Mike and Zhou Ziyi came back with their two children.

Opening the door of the villa, they saw Qin Anan sitting on the sofa watching TV.

"An An, I brought you dinner." Mike took the dinner in front of her and opened it. "Your favorite fruit, as well as porridge and cold dishes... You can try it."

Qin Anan glanced at dinner, and her stomach suddenly growled.

"Mom! You have a baby in your belly, why didn't you tell my brother and me?" Rila walked to Qin An'an and sat down, frowning and getting a little angry, "I'm so good with my brother, why do you have to give birth? Baby? I'm not happy!"

Qin Anan was embarrassed.

"I'm sorry, Rila. Mom really should have told you and your brother in advance that it was mom who was wrong. Mom should review it."

"Oh... Mom, just apologize, no need to criticize." Rila stretched out her hand softly and touched Qin An'an's belly, "Huh? Where's the baby? Why is there nothing?"

Qin An'an hardly had anything to eat all day today, and his stomach was so hungry that he sunk in.

Zhou Ziyi and Mike stared at her stomach, and began to diverge their thoughts.

Mike roared angrily: "Qin An'an! Wouldn't you be dragged by that bastard Fu Shiting to have an abortion again?"

Qin An'an: "..."

Zhou Ziyi didn't believe that the boss would be so cruel, but looking at Qin An'an's pale face and flat stomach... His mind began to shake.

"Qin An'an, if my boss forces you to have an abortion again, I will resign immediately." In order to show that he is a normal person, Zhou Ziyi made a promise to Qin An'an.

After his voice was settled, a tall figure appeared on the other side of the stairs.

Zhou Ziyi and Mike looked towards the stairs.

After seeing Fu Shiting, Zhou Ziyi's ankles softened, and he reached out to support Mike's arm, and then he stood firm.

Fu Shiting strode downstairs and walked straight to Zhou Ziyi, his thin lips lightly parted: "You want to resign?"

In the face of his fierce eyes, Zhou Ziyi hesitated and did not dare to speak.

Mike was furious: "You bastard! That's Qin An'an's child, why did you let her have an abortion!"

Mike became more and more angry, and rolled up his sleeves to fight.

Zhou Ziyi grabbed him hard.

Seeing their coaxing, Qin Anan immediately clarified: "He didn't force me to have an abortion. Also, can you restrain yourself in front of my child?"

Mike was immediately honest.

Fu Shiting glanced at the dinner in front of her, and then said to Zhou Ziyi, "Ziyi, come out."

"Oh... Boss, I won't resign... You didn't force Qin Anan to have an abortion, of course I won't resign..." Zhou Ziyi followed him out with a look of flattery.

After they left, the living room returned to calm.

"Qin An'an, Qin An'an! You are a cow! There are already two, and you have another one! Do you think you are a cow?" Mike said with an expression of hatred for iron, "You have already been stabbed in the stomach, and now you have another one!" Is it worth taking a knife for that scumbag?"

Qin Anan's head was about to explode.

If it wasn't for Fu Shiting's pressing step by step and insisting that she return a child to him, of course she would not want to have another child.

But how can she choose?

"By the way, what's his attitude?" Mike asked with his hands in his pockets, "Let you give birth to the child? Then what?" JrNovels.com