After that night, I was pregnant with the billionaire president's child

While the Yun and Teng families were happily discussing the marriage of Yun Zerui and Haoyu, Ye Lingge, Zhou Lin, and Junfan were looking for Junhang everywhere.

Junhang has not come back since he went out yesterday.

Ye Lingge said worriedly, "Will Junhang be upset?"

Zhou Lin said: "He shouldn't be that fragile."

Ye Lingge said to Junfan again: "Junfan, go look for her again. If you can't find her, call the police. It's been 24 hours."

"Mom, don't worry, I'll go look for him again." While Junfan was dealing with the fact that his beloved girl was getting married, he was also looking for his brother who had been "missing" for a whole day.

……

At this time, Junhang woke up from a strange room.

He rubbed his aching head and looked around the room. It was a simple, clean room with ordinary decoration.

He looked at the small bed he slept in again, and it still had pink sheets.

He didn't even change his clothes.

He scratched his hair and really had no memory of it at all.

He got out of bed and walked out of the room, looking around. It was a small apartment, not very big.

He found the bathroom, went in to take care of his menstrual problems, and washed his face. There was a toothbrush in the bathroom, and it seemed that it belonged to a girl.

Because toothbrushes and towels are pink.

He felt that a man would not use these pink daily necessities, and she had just seen a rag doll on the sofa.

He walked out of the bathroom and saw a photo on the cabinet in the living room.

He picked it up and called out the name of the girl in the photo: "Meng Qiao?"

Then the door opened.

Meng Qiao came in with breakfast in hand, "Oh, Mr. Zhou is awake."

"Meng Qiao?" Zhou Junhang called out again, "Is this your home?"

"Is this your house?" Meng Qiao brought breakfast and put it on the coffee table. "I bought some white porridge. Come over and have some."

Meng Qiao sat on the sofa, opened the lunch box, and handed a pair of chopsticks to Zhou Junhang.

Zhou Junhang walked over and sat next to Meng Qiao.

Meng Qiao subconsciously moved to the side.

Zhou Junhang saw Meng Qiao avoiding him and didn't say much.

He asked Meng Qiao, "Why am I in your house?"

"You came knocking on my door drunk last night."

Meng Qiao looked at Zhou Junhang and said, "This is the apartment I rented after I started working. How did you know I live here?"

"..." Zhou Junhang frowned and scratched his hair, then he remembered that he once met a classmate who said that he and Meng Qiao rented a house in the same community.

That classmate also brought him to Meng Qiao's house, but Meng Qiao was not at home that day.

He never came back after that.

He saw Meng Qiao drinking porridge, so he took a sip too.

This white porridge really lives up to its name, bland and tasteless.

He then said to Meng Qiao, "Last year Jiang Chen said you lived here, so I came to his house and he brought me to your place, but you were not at home that day."

Meng Qiao nodded, "Jiang Chen lived in the building opposite me, but he seems to have moved away this year."

"Yeah." Zhou Junhang said, "He went back to his hometown."

"Oh." Meng Qiao responded and continued to eat porridge. Suddenly she thought of something. She said "Oh", opened the drawer, took out a card from the drawer and put it in front of Zhou Junhang.

Zhou Junhang took a look and found it was Xiao Fei Yang’s card.

Meng Qiao took a sip of porridge and said, "It's so late to return it to you. Is that store still closed down?"

Zhou Junhang tapped her head, smiling with a hint of doting in his eyes, "What are you talking about? My business is booming. Why don't you use it? Are you saving it for having children?"

Meng Qiao explained: "I thought there was a hundred or eighty yuan in it, so I accepted it. I didn't expect there was so much money in it. I feel guilty about accepting it. Remember to take it when you leave later."

"How can I take back something I gave you?"

"There are 100,000 yuan here." Meng Qiao's eyes opened wide with surprise.

After saying this, Meng Qiao continued to eat her porridge.

Zhou Junhang saw that she was eating with big mouthfuls.

He asked Meng Qiao, "Do you think this porridge is delicious?"

Meng Qiao turned to look at him, "You think it's not tasty?"

Zhou Junhang honestly said: "It's too bland, there's no taste at all."

Meng Qiao looked at Zhou Junhang and said, "I thought you were drunk last night and wanted to eat porridge today."

"Who told you that you want to drink porridge when you are drunk?" Zhou Junhang said.

"..." Meng Qiao moved the corners of her mouth a few times, "I guessed."

Suddenly, Zhou Junhang felt that Meng Qiao's expression at this moment was a little cute.

A soft feeling rose in his heart, and he asked Meng Qiao again, "You want to drink porridge, right?"

However, Meng Qiao said: "Actually, I really wanted to eat fire cakes today, but I was worried that you would drool when you saw me eating fire cakes, so I only bought white porridge."

Zhou Junhang couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Meng Qiao had already finished her porridge. "What are you laughing at?"

Zhou Junhang still had a smile in his eyes. He asked Meng Qiao, "Hey, did you see my phone last night?"