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Chapter 70 I will give you a chance, so who will give the child in my stomach a chance?

The rain splashed down from the boundless sky, followed by heavy and rolling thunder.

Jiang Yan opened and closed his mouth a few times, suppressing the astringency in his throat, and just repeated stiffly, "Give me one more chance..."

It was quickly covered by thunder.

"I'll give you a chance..." Jiang Yuqing's eyes turned red, and the corners of his mouth forced up, "Who will give me a chance?"

His voice became sharper, "Who will give the child in my stomach a chance?"

"He's only that old. He tried so hard to come to this world. You don't even want him because of Cheng Yu..."

Since meeting Jiang Yan, his emotions became more and more tense, his lips trembled, "Jiang Yan, why do you want me to give you a chance?"

"I didn't..." Jiang Yan took a few steps forward, panting, and said eagerly, "I did it to appease him. I never thought about what to do to you father and son. I just want to..."

I want to protect you guys.

But when he raised his eyes, he was facing Shang Jiang Yuqing's indifferent eyes.

His hands trembled, but he couldn't say the rest of the words.

His so-called self-righteous protection has driven his two favorite people to a dead end.

"I love you...Qingqing, I really love you..." Jiang Yan's tears flowed down like this. He was like a beast trapped in a desperate situation, almost collapsing, "I miss you so much..."

Love?

Jiang Yuqing laughed slowly as if he didn't know Jiang Yan anymore.

After he died on his wedding day, this man actually had the face to say that he loved him in front of him.

A chill came up from the soles of his feet.

As if his heart was suddenly grasped by something, Jiang Yuqing clenched his fists, hating himself that even today, his heart still surges with overwhelming emotions for his words.

"You said you love me?" Jiang Yuqing tilted her head as if confused, and took a small step back, "Where were you when I was wronged by Chu Rong for stealing?"

"Where were you when I begged you to give me justice?"

"Where were you when I was hiding in the trash can and trying to call you?"

Jiang Yan's throat seemed to be blocked by a ball of cotton, how to explain it?

What can he say?

These things are all connived by him, and the matter has come to this point, it seems to be sophistry to say more.

Just as Jiang Yuqing said.

If he doesn't return to his original body against me, he's dead.

Died in the early morning of his wedding with Cheng Yu, his body was chilled to the bone.

Jiang Yan suddenly panicked, rushed forward a few steps and hugged Jiang Yuqing, trying to use his temperature to confirm that the person in front of him was real, "I was wrong, I'm sorry, I was wrong, I know you hate me, but don't do this ..."

So cold, as if he was just an innocuous stranger.

Jiang Yuqing felt a little hot and humid in his ears, and he was in a daze for a while before realizing that it was Jiang Yan's tears.

Did he cry too?

"At that time, I was struggling in the Jiang Corporation, and Jiang Jinchi was watching me closely from behind. I had too many enemies, so I couldn't have a weak spot... I was really afraid, so I used Cheng Yu as a shield..."

"My original intention was to protect you...I can't live without you..." Jiang Yan's voice trembled out of tune, and he hugged Jiang Yuqing tightly.

"Your protection is to drive me into a mental illness..." Jiang Yuqing struggled, and the man's hot and humid breath blew into his ears, "Train me into a shameless pet..."

"Now you tell me that you love me to protect me. Don't you find it ridiculous?"

In the end, he suddenly felt a little powerless. It was because of this ridiculous reason that he suffered so much training and humiliation.

"Get out." Jiang Yuqing pushed him away with all his strength, and couldn't help laughing, coughing, "I can't afford your love."

There is no love in the world that abuses people so badly.

"I will try my best to make it up to you, please, at least let me look at you a few more times..." Jiang Yan's joints seemed to be rusted, and he could hear the creaking sound when he moved, his long and narrow phoenix eyes were full of panic plea.

"This is the house of me and my fiance, it seems inappropriate for you to come here."

Seeing Jiang Yan's complexion getting worse, Jiang Yuqing felt a strange pleasure of revenge.

He casually wiped the corners of his eyes, and felt extremely tired again, "I'm tired, you should go, otherwise it will be hard to explain when my fiancé comes back."

Jiang Yan's eyes were red, his suit was messed up, his dignity and indifference were gone.

Just like that, being pushed out of the door by Jiang Yuqing, unable to even say a word, he stood quietly in the corridor with his head down, like a bereaved dog.

After a while, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

It's his little bird.

Sure enough, it was his little sparrow.

His lost canary is back.

Just unwilling to fly back to his golden cage again.

Jiang Yan rubbed his wrist, looked sideways at the pouring rain outside the window, lost in thought.

The lover who had been thinking about it day and night stood inside, and the torment of the past two years was like putting him on the stove, burning his long-dried and withered heart day and night, until he couldn't shed a single tear.

He can no longer lose Jiang Yuqing.

There is only one thought left in his mind, keep him!

Do whatever it takes to keep him.

The bad roots in his bones started to make trouble again, he looked at Jiang Yuqing, and ran through thousands of ways to keep him in his mind.

In the end, he sighed with some regret, his little canary is now a member of the Jiang family, and he can't be manipulated casually, he has to take his time and plan for the long term.

What Jiang Yan lacked most was the patience to kill with one blow.

...... "I told you before, you just have to stay at home and study." The boy picked him up by the collar and lifted him out of the back door of the bar like a chick, his calm eyes flashed Hostility, "Is this a place you can come?"

"Why can brother Yan come, but I can't!" He shrank his neck in fright from the young man, and muttered in a low voice with his mouth pouted.

"Can you be the same as me? This place eats people without spitting out their bones." The young man was so angry that veins appeared on his forehead. As long as he remembered that the person in front of him had been scrutinized by so many obscene eyes just now, he couldn't control his anger, "Go home Go take care of grandpa."

"I, I don't want to..." He stiffened his neck and refused to leave, "I can also work to make money."

"Is there something I need from you, Jiang Yuqing." The young man grabbed his clothes and turned him back, "Why are you so ignorant?"

"I'm not, I'm not ignorant..." He suddenly cried out, as if he had been greatly wronged, "I just want to share the burden for you..."

"You're so tired every day, I love you so much..." He hiccupped from crying, and couldn't walk well. "I also want to make some money to make you relax."

"Good boy." The young man closed his eyes, bent down and looked at him at the same level, "You just have to act like an ordinary child, it's my fault for making you feel stressed, I'm not tired."

"Why don't I stop learning to draw, shall we save the money?" He put his arms around the young man's neck, limply speaking, "I won't learn to draw anymore..."

"No!" The young man's expression became severe, and his eyes were unquestionable, "Just keep learning and be obedient."

The alley was long, he held the boy's hand and stepped on the bluestone slab, the dark clouds in the sky dispersed little by little.

That was the light of his entire teenage years, that person stood in front of him like a superhero who fell from the sky, supporting them during their most difficult years.

Jiang Yu woke up very early, when the sun first rose, he let out a long sigh of relief, and felt some unspeakable melancholy and pain in his heart.

He asked himself more than once, how did he get to this point?

He rolled around on the bed, really unable to get sleepy.

I simply changed my clothes and prepared to go out for a couple of laps.

When changing shoes, she noticed that Wen Xi's slippers were still in place, and Jiang Yuqing glanced at Wen Xi's closed door wonderingly.

Didn't Xixi come back last night?

He opened the door, almost screaming in terror.

"Why are you sleeping here?"

The man was sitting on the ground with his back against the wall, his beard was unshaven, and his suit was casually placed on the ground.

He leaned against the wall and closed his eyes to rest, his tall body huddled into a ball in aggrieved way.

Hearing the voice, Jiang Yan slowly opened his eyes, which instantly burst into surprise.

He stood up hastily, staggered two steps because his legs were numb, his voice was hoarse, "You... so early."

"I'm asking you, why are you here?" Jiang Yuqing didn't bother to greet him, the dishonest thing in his chest jumped up again.

He held down the little sparrow that was eager to try, with a cold expression.

"I miss you very much..." Jiang Yan's voice was very soft, and his voice became smaller and smaller, "I didn't mean to disturb you."

He hasn't had a full night's sleep in the past two years, only last night, when he touched the wall, he remembered that the people behind the wall were still alive, and he felt a lot more at ease.

Even though the floor was cold and hard, he had a rare sound sleep.

"You've disturbed me now." Jiang Yuqing suppressed the irritability in his heart, and paused every word.

"Did you not sleep well?" Jiang Yan didn't seem to hear his impatience, and looked at his face worriedly, "Woke up so early, you used to be able to sleep well, until noon..."

Said with a little smile.

"Mr. Jiang." Jiang Yuqing slammed the door shut, raised his voice, and took a deep breath, "I have to remind you, the past you think is just a disgusting memory to me."

The smile on Jiang Yan's face gradually dissipated, his forehead hair drooped by his eyes, and he looked a little gloomy. He opened his mouth, but didn't say anything.

......Wen Xi woke up with sore limbs, especially his lower body, as if he had been run over. He was stuck in the soft big bed, and his whole body was a little tired.

He slowly rubbed between his brows, recalling what happened last night.

He vaguely remembered that he drank too much, and then got into a car...

and after?

My head was in a daze after a hangover, and I couldn't turn around.

"Finally woke up?" A familiar voice came from beside her ear, and Wen Xi immediately froze, as if frozen, and slowly turned her head.

"Why, you don't know me anymore?" The man with his upper body bare, lightly exhaled a puff of smoke, sprayed it on Wen Xi's face, and smiled softly.