Ji Chengyu's face suddenly changed. "Lin Lu are you crazy? Tuantuan is my only biological daughter."
Lin Lu cried even harder, with a bit of confidence in his voice. "But I am also pregnant... Could it be that the child in my belly is not your child? Can you bear to let him lose his biological brother at birth?"
Ji Chengyu was stunned. "Are you pregnant? When did it happen?"
Lin Lu sobbed and cried pitifully and charmingly, "You come here every now and then, messing around in the swimming pool and the greenhouse. I don't know when it happened... Anyway, it's been more than a month now. Chengyu, I am your flesh and blood in my belly... You can't favor your daughter and ignore your biological son..."
Ji Chengyu's mind was in a mess, and he subconsciously wanted to hang up the phone. "Don't get excited, I'll be there right away..."
Lin Lu was not merciful. "The matter of the heart..."
"No." Ji Chengyu excitedly comforted her, "If it's a kidney, forget it. If you have two kidneys, you can still live if you donate one. But if you don't have a heart, you only have one."
Lin Lu cried hoarsely, "But Guangguang is going to die soon... Can you bear to watch your nephew die?"
Ji Chengyu's voice turned cold. "Are you crazy? Tuantuan is a living person. You don't think that I can cover up the sky and take organs from living bodies with just a little money, do you? That's illegal."
Lin Lu's tone suddenly calmed down, almost eerily calm. "But Tuantuan is your biological daughter, and you are her guardian. If she has any shortcomings, you can make the decision to donate her organs...Jiang Zhixia is so stupid, you only need to make up a lie to coax her, and the matter will be over naturally..."
Ji Chengyu The hand holding the phone froze in mid-air, and his Adam's apple rolled several times.
After being silent for a long time, he finally said with difficulty, "Calm down first... I will fly over immediately and see what the situation is... if it doesn't work... let's talk..."
In the hotel bathroom, Jiang Zhixia calmly listened to the conversation between the two.
A message from Assistant Ji Chengyu was sent: [Mr. Ji has turned down all work and is currently rushing to the airport. The return date has not yet been determined.]
She did not reply. Instead, she transferred seven digits to her bodyguard captain, with only one request. "Starting from today, the number of security personnel around us will increase three times, and the number around Tuantuan will increase five times. There must be more than five professionals guarding us every minute of the 24 hours a day." Around you. No one is allowed to take away Tuantuan without me personally coming forward, especially those related to Ji Chengyu. Whether it is a phone call or a video, you cannot give Tuantuan to anyone without seeing me in person."
After getting the reply from the bodyguard, Jiang Zhixia called the lawyer again, "Go back to the notary office to confirm for me whether Ji Chengyu secretly made another will without telling me. Is his previous will that left all his property to Tuantuan still valid? If there are any changes, please notify me immediately."
When she finished all this and walked out of the bathroom, she had a gentle smile on her lips again.
Back in the box, Song Yutang saw that she looked unhappy and handed her a glass of water. "What's wrong? What happened?"
Jiang Zhixia lowered his head and fed Tuantuan a mouthful of food and smiled calmly, "Sister-in-law, I have been more interested in history recently and have been studying the story of Empress Dowager Duanyi. Then I came to a conclusion... If a woman is not ruthless, her status is unstable. It is a pity that she is not in good health, otherwise, she would be the final winner."
Song Yutang is not sure, so. "Huh?"
Jiang Zhixia suddenly smiled, with a clarity in his eyes that he had never seen before. "But it doesn't matter, I'm in good health."
Song Yutang looked at her in surprise, feeling that something was completely different.
But she didn't think there was anything wrong with it.
Once upon a time, Zhixia was also a gentle, kind and good girl without any scheming.
It's a pity that gentleness and kindness cannot protect their mother and daughter.
Since this road is blocked, it is normal to find another way.
When I got home in the evening, Jiang Muyan was indeed stuck to it like a piece of brown candy that I couldn't get rid of.
Song Yutang As soon as he opened the door, he gently hugged her waist from behind, resting his chin naturally on her shoulder, leaning against her softly. "Honey, are you tired today? Let me give you a shoulder massage?"
Song Yutang ignored him, didn't even look back, took off his coat, hung it up, turned around and walked to the bathroom.
Jiang Muyan followed for two steps, but didn't dare to follow too closely. He stood at the door of the bathroom, separated by a door panel, and said cautiously, "Then what... can I put the bath water for you?"
"No need." The faucet was turned on, and the sound of running water conveyed alienation.
"Then... I'll give you a hot glass of milk?"
"No need."
"Then..."
"Can you please stop disturbing me?".
There was the sound of the shower turning on from the door, and the sound of water completely blocked out the rest of Jiang Muyan's words.
He stood at the door, touched his nose, and backed away somewhat awkwardly.
When it was time to go to bed at night, Song Yutang took out a spare quilt from the cabinet and threw it on the sofa with an expressionless face.
Although he didn't say a word, the meaning couldn't be more obvious. You sleep here tonight.
Jiang Muyan opened his mouth, but didn't dare to say anything, and just huddled on the sofa.
Song Yutang turned off the lights, lay down with his back to him, breathing steadily, as if he fell asleep quickly.
In the middle of the night, while she was half asleep and half awake, she felt the mattress sinking slightly.
She didn't open her eyes, she just turned over and kicked Jiang Muyan accurately on the outside of her thigh.
He hissed in pain, but did not even dare to breathe out. He quietly curled up and moved to the bed, like a large dog that sneaked onto the bed and was kicked off.
Song Yutang kicked him a few more times, and found that this person was too thick-skinned to kick him away, so he simply lay down in the middle of the bed, occupying most of the bed by himself.
Jiang Muyan huddled beside the bed, with half of his body hanging outside, and he didn't dare to squeeze in anymore, just curled up pitifully.
She pulled the quilt over her head and went to sleep without even giving him a glance.
Song Yutang can understand where his misunderstanding comes from, and also admits that his attitude in admitting his mistake is quite sincere.
But the nature of that incident was really too bad.
There should be a minimum of respect between husband and wife, even in ancient times.
It was clearly agreed in advance that we should respect each other, speak out no matter what, and sit down and resolve it calmly.
Jiang Muyan is not bad, she is jealous for no reason, and makes her suffer such a big sin for no reason.
This time he must be allowed to have a better memory, otherwise he may do it again in the future.
So in the next few days, Song Yutang always looked lukewarm.
Not noisy or fussy, but not nice either.
Jiang Muyan brought tea and water to her and she drank it. She took all the orders but did not respond.
This kind of cold violence is more uncomfortable than getting angry, like a punch on cotton, making people breathless.
Jiang Muyan is so anxious that Tuantuan transfers.
He searched through all the posts on the Internet about how to make his wife happy, and Song Yutang still looked calm and relaxed.
In the end, I had no choice, so I sneaked over to Lan Residence and called the male models one by one.
That night, Jiang Muyan did not wear pajamas after taking a shower, but wore a white shirt.
Only the middle two buttons were fastened, and the collar was loosely open, revealing a firm collarbone and well-defined chest muscles.
He deliberately moved very slowly. When he walked to the bed, he leaned over slightly and placed one hand on the bed beside Song Yutang. The other hand gently brushed the hair beside her ear. "Tangtang~~~"
Song Yutang put down the book in his hand and raised his eyes to look at him.
My eyes slid from his open collar to his collarbone, and then to his deliberately tightened jawline. It was indeed a pleasing sight.
She could even feel the warmth brought by his breath brushing her ears, along with the refreshing breath he always had.
But Song Yutang only looked at it for two more seconds, and then looked away expressionlessly. "You didn't button your shirt properly, and I won't take care of you if you catch a cold from the air conditioner."