Last time I checked, there were no two gestational sacs.

Unexpectedly, in just one week, she turned into two children in her belly.

Qin An'an sat on the bench in the corridor with the ultrasound form, quietly in a daze.

Doctors told her that the chances of conceiving twins were very low.

If this pregnancy is aborted, she may not be able to conceive twins in the future.

Qin Anan smiled bitterly inwardly, all of these are the masterpieces of Dr. Fu Jiaturen.

When they transplanted her fertilized eggs, they didn't tell her that they were going to have twins.

Perhaps, in their eyes, from beginning to end, she was just a reproductive tool of the Fu family.

She was bleeding last week, and she thought it was her period. After speaking, the Fu family doctor thought the transplant failed, and Fu Shiting woke up and planned to divorce her, so the Fu family doctor did not seek her again.

To be born, or not to be born, is now all in her mind.

After sitting in the hospital for more than an hour, the phone in the bag rang.

She took out her phone, got up, and walked outside the hospital.

"An An, your father is dying! You go home now!" On the other side of the phone, my mother's hoarse voice came eagerly.

Qin Anan was stunned for a moment.

Dad is dead?

How could this be?

She knew that her father was in a hurry because of the company, and fainted and was hospitalized. She couldn't even attend her wedding.

I had no idea that it would be so serious.

Qin An'an's mind was in a mess.

She didn't have a good relationship with her father, because he cheated, and she would never forgive him.

But suddenly hearing the news that he was seriously ill, his heart was still stinging violently.

......

Arriving at Qin's house, the living room was a mess.

Zhang Yun took her into the master bedroom.

Qin Jie was lying on the bed, dying, his eyes narrowed slightly, and when he saw Qin An'an, he raised his arm towards her.

"Dad, why didn't you go to the hospital when you were sick?" Qin Anan held her father's cool hand, her eyes instantly wet.

Wang Wanzhi sneered coldly: "It's easy to say! Where does our family have the money to treat your father!"

Qin Anan looked up at her: "Didn't you take a sum of money from Fu's family?! Why didn't you treat my dad?!"

Wang Wanzhi pouted: "The money is used to repay the debt! Do you know how much your father's company owes? Qin An'an, don't look like I swallowed your money! Besides, your father's illness is not a problem. The rule of law! It's better to die early and live early!"

Wang Wanzhi dropped those words and left the bedroom relentlessly.

Qin Keke did not go with her.

Anyway, Qin Jie was her biological father, and Qin Jie always loved her, and she didn't want to lose her father.

"Dad, don't be mad at my mother. It's not that she doesn't want to treat you, but our family doesn't have so much money." Qin Keke stood by the bed with tears in his eyes, "Dad, how I hope you get better.���

Qin Jie turned a deaf ear to Qin Keke's words.

With tears in his eyes, he looked at Qin Anan, his lips squirmed, and his voice was very low: "An An...good daughter...Dad is sorry for you...sorry for your mother.. .... in the next life, the father will compensate your mother and daughter in the next life..."

The big palm holding her hand suddenly loosened.

There was a wailing in the house.

Qin Anan's heart twitched in pain.

Her world, overnight, has undergone earth-shaking changes.

She is married, pregnant, and her father is gone.

Mingming still felt that she was a child in her heart, but life wrapped her around and forced her to a desperate situation.

On the day of the funeral, it was raining lightly in the sky.

The Qin family was defeated, and not many people came to the funeral.

After the funeral, Wang Wanzhi greeted relatives and friends to the hotel.

The crowd scattered as birds and beasts.

After a while, only Zhang Yun and Qin An'an were left in the cemetery.

The sky was gray, and the mood was heavy.

"Mom, do you hate Dad?" Qin Anan looked at Dad's tombstone with sour eyes.

Zhang Yun lowered her eyes and said lightly, "Hate. Even if he dies, I will not forgive him."

Qin Anan was puzzled: "then why are you crying?"

Zhang Yun sighed: "Because I have loved. An An, feelings are very complicated things, not only love or hate, but also love and hate."

In the evening, Qin Anan dragged her tired body back to Fu Shiting's mansion.

From Qin Jie's death to the end of the funeral today, there were three days before and after.

In the past three days, she has not returned to Fu's house.

The Fu family did not contact her either.

She didn't tell the Fu family about her father's death.

The relationship between her and Fu Shiting is colder than ice and frost.

Stepping into the front yard door, she saw that the villa was brightly lit and the living room was full.

Everyone was well-dressed, holding goblets in their hands, and chatting happily.

She hesitated in her steps.

"Madam!" Sister Zhang saw her and immediately greeted her.

It was probably because the expression on her face was too cold and pitiful, which was not commensurate with the hot coaxing in the living room, so Mrs. Zhang's smile froze and hesitated.

"It's raining outside, come in first!" Sister Zhang took her by the arm and led her into the living room.

Qin An'an is wearing a black trench coat today, with a pair of slender and clean calves under the hem, and a pair of black low-heeled leather shoes on her feet.

The temperament is cold and cold, completely different from her usual style.

Sister Zhang brought her a pair of pink plush slippers.

She put on her slippers and glanced at the living room inadvertently.

Fu Shiting's guests were looking at them with meaningful eyes, just like tourists in a zoo looking at the animals in their cages.

Their eyes are bold and disrespectful.

Qin Anan looked at Fu Shiting in the middle of the sofa with the same eyes.

He held a lit cigarette between his fingers, the smoke lingered, his indifferent face, behind the smoke, seemed to be real.

She looked at him because a woman was sitting beside him.

This woman has beautiful long black hair, wears a white tight skirt, and has delicate makeup on her face, which is gorgeous and not vulgar.

Half of the woman's body was next to Fu Shiting, with a lady's cigarette between her fingers.

It can be seen that she has an extraordinary relationship with Fu Shiting.

Qin Anan's eyes stayed on the woman for a few seconds, then frowned slightly.

"You are Qin An'an, right?" The woman got up from the sofa and walked to Qin An'an with enchanting steps, "I heard that you are the wife that the old lady found for Shi Ting. The old lady's eyes are really good, you look good, just Too young... oh, I don't mean you're young, I mean your size..."

Qin Anan lifted her lips: "You are good-looking and plump, and you are better than me everywhere... When will Fu Shiting marry you?"

Her unsophisticated words made the other party instantly explode with anger.

"Qin An'an! How dare you talk to me like that?! Do you know how many years I've been with Shi Ting? Even if you are his wife, but if I slap you now, see if he will help you! ' The woman raised her arms.

'Bang' a crisp sound!

Qin Anan picked up a bottle of high-end red wine on the table and smashed the bottle on the coffee table!

The bright red liquid splashed and ran down the edge of the table and onto the carpet.

Qin An'an's eyes were bloodshot, her fingers were tightly gripping the wine bottle, and she pointed the broken and sharp bottle at the dazzling woman.

"Do you want to hit me? Come on! If you dare to touch me, I will fight with you!" She took the wine bottle and approached the woman.

Everyone present was shocked.

Hearing that the eldest Miss Qin family is low-key and introverted, she never thought... so crazy!

Fu Shiting narrowed his eagle eyes, and his thin lips let out a faint ring of smoke.

His gaze fell on Qin An'an's aggrieved but fierce little face. JrNovels.com