Temptation of love! Mr. Feng, Miss Chang has resigned

It was already very late when they drove to Nancheng. Feng Yi returned to his apartment to sleep for the night. He never suffered from insomnia, but he slept for a short time.

I have been doing this since I started school, and my biological clock has been ingrained in my bones and cannot be changed.

Feng Yi woke up and looked at the time. He opened the refrigerator, unscrewed a bottle of mineral water and drank it to relieve his dry throat.

For the next period of time, he sat silently on the sofa, with his cell phone placed on the coffee table, playing the surveillance footage at the door.

It was almost time, Feng Yi walked out of the apartment and stood waiting at Chang Yao's door.

Chang Yao pushed open the door, saw his face, and subconsciously wanted to close the door.

Feng Yi was one step faster, put his hand on the door handle and opened the door.

Chang Yao staggered backward. Because she was so heavy, she couldn't stand steadily and fell straight backwards.

At this time, there was an arm fixed on her waist, pulling her back, and the sound of a door closing came next to her ears.

Chang Yao stood firm, put her hand on his chest and pushed him away. He took a step back, stretched out his arm to grab Chang Yao's hand, and approached step by step with an imposing manner.

"Use him and then dump him? He's infertile, so who is the father of this child?" Feng Yi questioned.

Chang Yao avoided his gaze with a guilty conscience: "This is my child, it has nothing to do with you."

Feng Yi lowered his head and kissed her lips. After a light taste, he pinched her chin and said, "Think back, when did you have the time to steal men? I can't satisfy you normally, huh?"

Chang Yao felt pain and grabbed his mouth to try to resist. He saw this and turned Chang Yao's body around.

She leaned against the wall. She was afraid of hurting the baby, so she supported herself with her hands to protect her belly.

Seeing this posture, Feng Yi couldn't help but squint his eyes, and his eyes darkened a little.

He bit Chang Yao's ear, pressed against her body, and the temperature in the room rose...

Feng Yi was afraid of hurting her body, so he didn't dare to be too presumptuous. After he felt comfortable all over, he let her go.

Chang Yao's legs were shaking, and the stimulating and numb feeling spread to every corner of her body. The experience was still very good, making her want to enjoy it.

Feng Yi tidied his clothes, put his arm around her and sat on the sofa, then poured her a glass of water: "Tell me about that man."

Chang Yao drank half a cup in one breath: "This child is mine alone, there is no other man."

He stared at her, a sense of danger surging. Without a man, there would be no child. Not only did she play tricks on him, but she also wanted to protect that wild man. Very good! She wouldn't cry until she saw the coffin.

"The child is Jiang Jingyu's? You want to leave because you are pregnant with his child." Feng Yi said firmly.

Chang Yao denied anxiously: "No, it's not his."

"Okay, then explain first that you are infertile." Feng Yi said coldly.

"I, I, Feng Yi, I'm already dead, can't you let me go?" Chang Yao tried to persuade him to let go.

Feng Yi was furious: "You provoked me and asked me to let go, Chang Yao, you should have thought about what would happen if you played tricks on me."

Chang Yao looked at him calmly: "What do you want to do?"

Feng Yi's gaze shifted downwards, landing on her bulging belly: "Since you want to protect this man, then well, then abort him and we'll pretend nothing happened."

Chang Yao saw that he didn't just threaten her, but really wanted to get rid of the child. She protected her belly with her hands and said, "Feng Yi, just treat me as if I'm dead. I want this child."

Feng Yi saw that she cared so much about the child. She wanted everything except herself.

He grabbed Chang Yao's neck and spoke clearly, "They all say I'm cruel, but you're even crueler than me."

Chang Yao felt that he was exerting force in his hands. In order not to hurt the child, Chang Yao pressed his palms hard, trying to create a tiny gap.

He looked at Chang Yao's painful expression and slowly loosened his hand. He picked up his phone and called his bodyguard.

Ten minutes later, Feng Yi saw that she had recovered and walked over to open the door. The bodyguard walked in and respectfully called out, "Boss Feng."

"Take her to the hospital and have the baby removed." Feng Yi said coldly.

He didn't need Chang Yao to stay with him willingly, and he didn't want to see traces of other men on Chang Yao's body.

The bodyguard grabbed her arm and pulled her towards the door. She tried to break free, but her strength was just a tickle in front of the professional bodyguard.

Chang Yao watched herself being forcibly dragged to the door. If she really went to the hospital, she would lose the child.

She was scared: "Feng Yi, this child is six months old, and you are the father."

The bodyguards immediately let go of their hands when they heard this. If anything happened to the kid, they might even lose their jobs.

Feng Yi glanced at them, and they turned and walked out of the house, closing the door behind them.

He stared at Chang Yao's belly. It had been six months. Six months ago, they were still together. At that time, she had little time to look for another man.

"Is there any proof that this child is mine?" Feng Yi still preferred that she find another man.

Chang Yao took out the medical checkup sheet from the drawer and gave it to him: "The time on the B-ultrasound can't be fake, she is indeed six months old."

Feng Yi looked at the photos of babies growing in her belly, and it took her a long time to realize that this was their child.

"You are pregnant with my child, why did you fake your death and leave?" Feng Yi needed an explanation.

"I asked you about the child, and you said that the child would be sent to your father after it was born, and you were not looking forward to the child's arrival." Chang Yao's tone was a little lost.

"It's because you are infertile. I'm afraid you'll be sad, so I said this. Of course, we should keep our child by our side." Feng Yi didn't expect that it was such a misunderstanding that made her fake her death and leave.

Chang Yao's eyes brightened up again, so they were separated for so long because of a misunderstanding.

After a long silence, Feng Yi pinched her chin and asked, "Do you still want to leave?"

Chang Yao smiled and shook her head: "It's good that the child is born with a very rich father."

Feng Yi was a little hurt. When she left, she took everything except him. She was really cruel.

"Come back with me." Feng Yi's tone left no room for refusal.

"Your father's side." Chang Yao was still a little worried.

What if Mr. Feng doesn't like the child and insists she have an abortion? She wants to keep the child.

"My father is looking forward to this child even more than we are." Feng Yi said in a firm tone.

"Okay." Chang Yao believed him.

The misunderstanding was explained, thoughts were secretly spreading, and Feng Yi kissed her lips, his movements gentle and careful.

His body was burning hot, and he couldn't bear it any longer. He leaned close to Chang Yao's ear and asked, "Are you okay?"

Chang Yao leaned forward, put her lips to his, and said, "The doctor said it's fine."

Feng Yi didn't bother her for too long. They fell asleep in each other's arms and slept soundly that night.

The next day, Chang Yao was awakened by her rumbling stomach. She skillfully walked into the kitchen, took out the ingredients, put the cooking robot to work, and then returned to her room to wash up.

When she left the pillow, Feng Yi woke up. Feng Yi looked at her busy figure and asked, "Why don't you sleep a little longer?"