Love him deep into bone marrow Jian Hanfeng Chengyou

Cheng Wen shrank slightly, stared blankly at the cup in his hand, his eyes were red, "Can I keep the baby if I am obedient?"

Jian Qing frowned and stared at him for a while, feeling as if he had regained his memory, "Did someone tell you something?"

"Ah Qing promised me to keep the baby." Cheng Wen lowered his eyes and his voice became a little hoarse, "Why do you say nothing?"

As soon as Jian Qing heard this, he thought of that photo, and the picture of him being pressed down by Yin Jingnan and Cheng Huan uncontrollably appeared in his mind, his face suddenly turned cold, and veins appeared on the hand holding the cup, "Because he It's a bastard."

Since he was a child, Cheng Wen has been given this name by the people around him. Hearing it from Jian Qing now, he just felt sad, put his thin fingers around his stomach, and whispered anxiously, "That's not it."

"This is our baby"

not bastard

"I said yes." Jian Qing's face turned cold, and his tone was cold, "I gave you a chance, but look at what you have done."

"If you don't abort the child today, don't even think about going home with me."

Cheng Wen didn't know what he did wrong. If the other party wanted to treat him like this, his eyes were sore, and he lowered his head in pain and didn't speak. After a while, he said sullenly, "Then I won't go back."

"What did you say?!" Jian Qing frowned suddenly, his eyes seemed to burst into flames.

"I'm moving out"

"It won't bother you anymore." Cheng Wen explained in a low voice, "I heard that the baby was very noisy when he was born. When he gets older, he will be very good."

"Ah Qing, don't hate him so much, he will be very good in the future." He said, tears fell down suddenly.

"Don't even think about it." Jian Qing's face was pale, and he squeezed out the words word by word, unbelievable that he still wanted to leave him.

As for the child, if it's really his, it's fine, if it's in the way, it's a little bit in the way. If it's not, it will be a naked humiliation for him to be born.

"Think about it for yourself, whether you should go into the operating room obediently, or you want me to escort you in yourself."

Jian Qing put the cup heavily on the table with a 'bang', turned around and left, slamming the door as if to vent her anger.

Cheng Wen trembled in fright, suddenly felt some pain in his head, lay down with difficulty covering his head, curled up instinctively, tears kept running down the corners of his eyes.

In memory, that person seemed to have left his sight in this way many times.

Images of brutality flashed through my mind, at first only blurred silhouettes, gradually becoming clearer as the pain intensified

Chen Tezhu had been waiting outside the door, and when he saw the boss coming out, he hurriedly greeted him, "Mr. Jian."

Jian Qing nodded, and walked towards the elevator with a cold face, "You tell Director Ni that the operation is temporarily postponed, and by the way, find out who leaked the news to Cheng Wen."

"Your mouth is not tight, what else can you do?"

"Yes." Special assistant Chen nodded respectfully.

When approaching the elevator entrance, Jian Qing suddenly paused, and said thoughtfully, "Find someone to watch Cheng Wen, and don't let him run around."

"Okay." Chen Tezhu said.

The black BMW was driving smoothly on the road. Chen Tezhu accidentally caught a glimpse of the boss's tense face through the rearview mirror. He didn't know why he was unhappy. He paid attention to the road ahead and tentatively opened his mouth.

"Mr. Cheng confiscated the gift you asked me to send last time. What happened afterwards? Have you explained it to him?"

Jian Qing was in a daze, his mind was full of that fool in the hospital, he didn't quite understand what he said, and frowned, "When did I give Cheng Wen a gift?"

Assistant Chen paused, and reminded without changing his face, "Boss, I'm talking about Mr. Cheng Ran."

"Oh, no." Jian Qing closed her eyes and pressed her temples.

There are too many sad facts recently, and he can't feel happy no matter what. Counting the time, he hasn't seen Cheng Ran for a week, and he didn't even think of him much during this period.

It was that fool who did a good job and distracted him too much.

"How did he reply that day?" Jian Qing opened his eyes.

"Mr. Cheng Ran said that he wants to end here with you, and only maintain the ordinary relationship between the boss and the artist. If you don't like him, you can let him go." Assistant Chen's tone was mixed with a little anxiety, "I also said that I wish you and the artist well." Mr. Cheng Wen is happy."

After that, he glanced at the rearview mirror again. Fortunately, the boss didn't mean to be angry, and his face was calm, showing no emotion.

"Do you think you want to contact him today?"

"No, let's talk about it later." Jian Qing said, "He needs to calm down. I will explain when he calms down. He will understand."

After all, Cheng Wen is just a tool to relieve desire, and he is the one who he is going to join hands with for the rest of his life.

Today is a normal working day. After going to the company, Jian Qing didn't leave the office. Even lunch was ordered by the assistant.

When he was about to leave work, there was a knock on the door, and with his permission, Chen Tezhu walked in and put a yellow kraft paper bag on the desk in front of him.

"Boss, this is what Mr. Yin sent just now. He said that you must listen carefully to what's inside."

"Mr. Yin?" Jian Qing came to his senses immediately, his face darkened, "Yin Jingnan?"

This name is like a fire, which can easily ignite the anger in his heart.

"Yes." Chen Tezhu said, "He said it was related to an incident that happened to Mr. Cheng Wen a week ago, which was very important."

An important event that happened to Cheng Wen a week ago

Isn't it because he slept with Yin Jingnan?

What else could it be?

Jian Qing pinched the paper bag, her finger bones turned white, and she managed to maintain a calm face, "Got it, you can go out."

After the assistant left, Jian Qing couldn't control it a little bit. There was a cold and itchy light in his eyes. He stared at the cowhide bag in his hand for a long time before opening it.

There is a black recording pen inside, which is small and delicate.

This further confirmed his inner guess.

Is Yin Jingnan protesting against him now?

The veins on Jian Qing's forehead throbbed faintly, and his lips were stretched into a line. He took out the recording pen and pinched it in the palm of his hand. Just press the small round button on it to know what's inside.

The thumb slowly covered it, but did not press it down.

Two minutes later, he stood up abruptly and threw the recording pen into a trash can not far away.

If what came out of it was Cheng Wen's soft moans, he couldn't stand it.

He really can kill.

"Snapped."

A crisp sound similar to broken porcelain came from Ward 2250, which immediately attracted the attention of the bodyguard outside the door. He twisted the handle and pushed the door in. He found a man in a loose hospital gown kneeling on the ground to tidy up. Glass shards, his body is obviously very thin, but his stomach is too big, making his kneeling movements extremely clumsy and strenuous.

The man looked up at him helplessly, like a child who made a mistake, the corners of his eyes were slightly red, "I'm sorry"

"I accidentally broke the glass"

"It's okay, don't clean up, I'll do it."

He is just a bodyguard that Jian Qing paid for, and there is really no need for a man to apologize like this, but he doesn't understand why such a weak and pale person should be under 24-hour surveillance.

The other party's cautious appearance made people feel distressed. The bodyguard's facial paralysis was habitual, but his movements to help him up were very gentle and careful.

Cheng Wen was helped to the bed, half leaned against the head of the bed and covered the quilt again, looked at him and whispered, "Thank you."

Then, the bodyguard squatted down and picked up the larger pieces with his hands and threw them into the trash can, and cleaned up the finer pieces with a broom, checked the ground carefully, and went out with the garbage bag after making sure that there were no debris left.

Cheng Wen said thank you again in detail.

After the door was closed, he stretched out his right hand from under the quilt, opened the palm, and there lay a small but sharp piece of glass on it.

It was hidden in the palm of the hand just now, and the other party didn't find it.

Cheng Wen hung his hair down for a while, then hid the fragments under the pillow.

Since he left that day, Jian Qing has not been here for several days, and two bodyguards will take turns guarding the door to prevent him from going out.

Cheng Wen was imprisoned like a prisoner, and he was not allowed to go anywhere except in his own ward.

What the little fool does most every day is to open the window and look at the ants-like traffic and crowds outside.

He knew that the next time Ah Qing came, he would be forced to kill the baby.

He thought, okay.

If the baby is gone, he will have nothing to worry about in this world. If he jumps from here, he will be reunited with his parents forever

Jian Qing came here in the afternoon a few days later. When he entered the door, he saw the man sitting on the bed and staring out the window in a daze. His expression was as cold as ever, "Your body has almost recovered, have you thought about it?"

"Should I go into the operating room obediently, or I'll carry you in."

Cheng Wen's body froze, he looked away, and lowered his head, not daring to look directly into Jian Qing's eyes, "I've made up my mind."

"The baby is mine alone"

"You have no right and no right to decide his life or death"

Jian Qing was already in a bad mood, but now her complexion became more gloomy and terrifying, she gritted her teeth and said, "I haven't seen you for a few days, your wings are stiff, don't you dare to talk to me like that."

"Listen clearly to me. You belong to me from the inside to the outside. Before I get tired of playing, you have to do whatever I tell you to do. Don't say such things in the future. To you No good."

"Abort the child, right now, the doctor is already waiting."

He originally wanted to coax him nicely, but he didn't expect this fool to show his face to him, so there was no need for him to be polite.

Jian Qing approached the man on the bed step by step. The latter looked dull and didn't respond. Just as he was about to walk, Cheng Wen took out a shard of glass from under the pillow with shaking hands, pressed it against his neck, and cried silently , hoarsely said, "Don't come here"

"don't come here"