However, Gu Qingcheng didn't stop the car, and it only got faster. Yang Fuxiao's face turned pale, feeling a strong urge to vomit from her stomach, as if all her internal organs were churning up to her face. Her eyes stung.

  Gu Qingcheng's phone rang, the ringtone floating in the car compartment. Gu Qingcheng held the steering wheel firmly with both hands, and Yang Fuxiao couldn't spare a hand to answer the call, so she let it ring for a long time before hanging up automatically.

  Yang Mu Xiao stared at the vehicle coming straight towards her from the front, and it seemed as if she was about to crash directly into the windshield. She panted heavily, and suddenly thought of that afternoon three years ago when a cargo truck came speeding towards her, causing her to be separated from Xu Mo Huan by life and death.

  The scene replayed, Yang Fuxiao felt a string tightened in his heart, and suddenly shouted. Ya Shuang threw a punch.

  Gu Qingcheng suddenly slammed on the brakes. He stopped the car by the side of the road, and because it was going so fast, when he slammed on the brakes, the tires screeched against the ground, making a hair-raising sound.

  The first reaction when the car stopped was that Yang Xiao opened the door and rushed out, holding onto a tree trunk to vomit.

  Nothing was spat out, only a continuous surge of stomach acid and tears falling down.

  Gu Qingcheng got off the car and held onto Yang Fuxiao's waist, "Fuxiao..."

  Yang Duoxiao directly pushed Gu Qingcheng backwards with a fierce push, his strength like an ant shaking a tree. "Don't move!"

  Gu Qingcheng didn't move back half a step, but Yang Fuqiao herself retreated two steps. Gu Qingcheng supported her waist and only then did she not end up falling down.

  Yang Moxiao can no longer pretend, she feels that she has been pretending to be obedient and submissive all along, but Gu Qingcheng wants to send her to the operating table!

  "Gu Qingcheng, I'm telling you, this child I've decided to keep, even if it means I won't survive, I must give birth to this child. Don't think about taking my child away!"

  Gu Qingcheng supported Yang Fuxiao's waist and pulled her close, "Be good, let's talk about it when we get back, I won't drive as fast as I did just now."

  Yang Xiao is now stubbornly wanting to confront Gu Qingcheng, he wants her to listen to him obediently, but she doesn't want to, she feels tired, even if it's tiring, she still doesn't want to listen to his words.

  She struggled violently, but Gu Qingcheng refused to let go.

  Suddenly, Gu Qingcheng wrapped his arms around Yang Moxiao's waist and lifted her buttocks up towards the rear car door, his lips falling heavily on hers.

  Yang Xiao's teeth were clenched tightly, but Gu Qingcheng's kiss came like a stormy rain, instantly swallowing her breath. In the blink of an eye, Yang Xiao's jaws were pried open, and as their tongues intertwined, Yang Xiao bit down fiercely, filling their mouths with a thick, metallic taste of blood.

  Yang's heart ached, although she had bitten through Gu Qingcheng's tongue tip, but it felt like her own lips were broken.

  A teardrop quietly fell from the corner of her eye, falling between their entwined lips, bringing a salty taste and touching her taste buds.

  Gu Qingcheng's kiss was much gentler than before, and now he wanted to drown Yang Bufei in a gentle kiss.

  Then, Yang Buruo, who had closed her eyes, suddenly felt the shadow covering her eyelids disappear in an instant. She opened her eyes to find a faint light shining into her retina, and the weight on her body suddenly lifted. Next to her, a dark figure was already dragging away Gu Qingcheng.

  Yang Mu Xiao looked back and happened to see Shen Jia Yu, who was wearing a white casual outfit, punch Gu Qing Cheng's face.

  She rushed over and saw that Gu Qingcheng's mouth had already split open, with blood seeping out.

  Yang Fuxiao was shocked and looked at Shen Jiayou, never knowing that Shen Jiayou, a man who had always been polite and courteous, would actually hit someone.

  Gu Qingcheng would never tolerate being punched by Shen Jiayou without a reason, his fingertips brushed against the corner of his lips, looking at Shen Jiayou, the corner of his mouth curled up into an arc, casually rolling up his sleeves, taking a step forward, punching while kicking out, already tangled in Shen Jiayou's legs.

  Shen Jia-yu turned around at the same time and dodged a shoulder throw, but he couldn't dodge this punch from Gu Qing-cheng.

  This iron fist was directly on Shen Jiaoyu's ribs, avoiding his face, and Shen Jiaoyu suddenly frowned in pain.

  Next, you punch and I kick, both avoiding exposed areas, punching and kicking on the waist, chest and abdomen.

  Yang Furong shook her head and rushed forward without caring about anything else, blocking Gu Qingcheng's way. "Stop fighting!"

  Shen Jia-yu promptly withdrew his fist and looked at Yang Fu-xiao, who was crying with tears all over her face. He silently took two steps back.

  Yang rubbed the sleep from her eyes, turned over and hugged Gu Qingcheng's waist. After feeling the tense muscles on his body gradually relax, she finally let go of her arms and looked up at Gu Qingcheng's knife-sharp profile.

  Gu Qingcheng raised his hand and gently wiped away the tear stains on Yang Bufang's face with his slightly rough fingertips, "Let's talk about it when we get back."

  "No," Yang Wuxiao struggled out of Gu Qingcheng's arms, "I'm asking you, I'm asking you a question right now, do you want me to go beat up the kid?"

  Gu Qingcheng grasped Yang Moxiao's hand, not letting her retreat backward. His eyes locked onto her small face, which was slightly red from crying. His peripheral vision fell on Shen Jiayu standing not far away.

  He said: "Yes, you must get rid of this child."

  "This is my child, why should I listen to you!"

  Yang Fengxiao suddenly used force, wanting to shake off Gu Qingcheng's arm, but Gu Qingcheng directly pressed down on her shoulder, gritting his teeth tightly, "I can't have a child, do you understand?"

  Yang Fu Xiao shook his head, "I don't understand, why can't you have children?"

  Gu Qingcheng's eyes were slightly red, and his grip on Yang Fuxiao's shoulder tightened, causing Yang Fuxiao to wince in pain, tears welling up in her eyes. "It hurts!"

  Gu Qingcheng suddenly understood and let go of Yang Fu's shoulder, but directly hugged Yang Fu's waist and half-carried her towards the car in front.

  Yang brushed off the dawn with both fists pounding his back: "No, I'm telling you, Gu Qingcheng, I won't go to the hospital to abort the child! I won't go!"

  Gu Qingcheng opened the car door, put her on the seat, held down her hands, and tied her up with a seatbelt. He whispered in her ear, "Not going to the hospital, not going today."

  Yang Fuxiao had been tossing and turning for a long time, and she was really tired.

  The passenger door closed, and the soundproofing effect of the car window was very good. She looked outside to see Gu Qingcheng and Shen Jiayu talking about something, but neither of their faces showed any expression.

  Then, Gu Qingcheng opened the car door and got in.

  This time, Gu Qingcheng did not drive too fast, considering Yang Fu's physical condition, driving very slowly and carefully, and even stopped at a restaurant that Yang Fu liked to eat at, and asked: "Want to go get something to eat?"

  Yang Mo turned his head away, not looking at Gu Qingcheng, and said, "I'm not eating."

  The voice was a bit hoarse, probably because of crying earlier and the throat hadn't recovered yet.

  Gu Qingcheng took out his mobile phone and made a call to the restaurant, ordering two desserts that Yang Xiao loved to eat the most, and asked the waiter to pack them up and bring them out.

  Back at the Zi Jing Garden, it was Sheng Weiwei who came to open the door.

  Sheng Weiwei saw Yang Mochen walking in calmly and unscathed, also letting out a sigh of relief. After all, it was on her watch that the person had gotten lost, fortunately, fortunately nothing happened.

  "At dawn, I bought for you..."

  Sheng Weiwei hadn't finished speaking when Yang Fuxiao had already walked to the staircase and started going up.

  "What's wrong with her?"

  Sheng Weiwei slightly turned towards Gu Qingcheng, but Gu Qingcheng also ignored her and went straight up the stairs.

  Sheng Weiwei was a bit confused about the situation, what's going on? Wasn't it all lovey-dovey this morning?

  Gu Qingcheng followed Yang Fu Xiao to the upstairs, but instead of going to Gu Qingcheng's master bedroom, he directly entered the guest room where he first stayed in Zi Jing Garden and slammed the door shut, locking it from inside.

  She walked directly to the bedside, lay down on her back, staring at the ceiling, feeling a bit dizzy, possibly due to crying, her eyes looked even more swollen and red, reflected in the golden pendant lamp above her head, her face was distorted in the curved surface of the lamp.

  Gu Qingcheng stood outside the door, twisted the doorknob twice without opening it, then leaned against the wall and lit a cigarette.

  Sheng Weiwei carefully carried a tray of food up the stairs, hunched over and looked at Gu Qingcheng leaning against the wall, "Brother, do you want to eat?"

  Gu Qing Cheng gave Sheng Weiwei a cool glance before turning and walking towards the study, "Have it sent in to Fu Xiao."

  "Alright, mission accomplished!"

  Sheng Weiwei stood at the door and knocked: "Dawn, Gu Qingcheng has left. Now I'm outside, bringing you dinner..."

  There is no movement inside.

  Sheng slightly pouted and continued: "At dawn, even if you're not hungry, the child in your belly is hungry too. You still need to take good care of yourself..."

  Poking at someone's weak point is what she's best at, just like Yang Xiaoxiao now, this is her weak point.

  Sure, here is the translation:

  As expected, the door opened from the inside.

  Sheng Wei's eyes lit up, and she immediately opened the door and went in. Yang Fuxiao turned around and walked to the bedside, leaning against the headboard and sitting down. A pair of eyes stared at the position of the window curtains, looking out at the wind blowing through the gap in the open window.

  Sheng Weiwei put the dinner plate on the bedside table and walked to the window to close it, "It's freezing outside, Auntie Li was at home during the day and had already ventilated the whole house."

  Yang Mo Xiao didn't react and slightly closed her eyes.

  Sheng gently pulled a chair and sat down beside the bed, handing the porridge to Yang Duoxiao, "Li Auntie cooked this red date porridge for a long time, it's most suitable for pregnant women like you to nourish your blood and energy. I think your complexion doesn't look very good."

  Yang brushed it off: "I don't have an appetite."

  "You have to eat even if you don't have an appetite," Sheng said. "Even if you're not hungry, the baby in your tummy needs to eat too."

  Yang Mu Xiao looked at Sheng Wei Wei and slowly opened his mouth: "If I said that the baby in my belly won't make it, would you believe me?"

  "Why?"

  "Wasn't he fine just a few days ago when he came back from the hospital?"

  "Because his dad didn't want him to live."

  Yang Mo Xiao sat up and took over the small bowl in Sheng Weiwei's hand, pursed his lips, and drank it down mouthful by mouthful.

  Sheng Weiwei reacted after 20 seconds, and then realized that Yang Fuxiao's "his dad" was referring to whom.

  Gu Qingcheng doesn't want this child?

  Sheng Weiwei immediately turned around and ran into the study room.

  The door of the study was closed, Sheng Wei directly opened the door and went in, then was choked by smoke, "What are you doing?"

  Gu Qingcheng sat at his desk, with his elbows on the table and his index and middle fingers holding a cigarette butt. His other hand held a black leather book, which he flipped through casually before looking up to see Sheng Weiwei's figure, then closed the book and spoke in a warm tone: "What's wrong?"

  Sheng Weiwei walked over and leaned on the desk, "I just heard from Qianxiao that you want to have an abortion?"

  For a moment, there was silence, with only the wisps of smoke rising from the cigarette butt in Gu Qingcheng's hand.

  "Uh-huh."

  "Why?!" Sheng suddenly jumped up, her hands slapping heavily on the desk, causing the ashtray to jump up inexplicably. "You're not unable to raise a child, why do you want to abort it?"

  "Because he can't live."

  A child destined to have a life of twists and turns from dawn till dusk, exhausting both herself and others, would be better off strangled in her crib at birth.

  "Can't live on?" Sheng asked back, "How can't we live on? We'll take good care of the fetus at dawn and give it the best after it's born. Why can't we live on? You're not incapable of giving your child the best."

  "Because of me."

  "What's wrong with you?"

  Gu Qingcheng's eyes suddenly turned sharp, "Sheng Weiwei, you're talking too much."

  Next, no matter how Sheng Wei tried to ask again, Gu Qingcheng didn't say a word and just kept smoking.

  When Sheng Weiwei came in quietly, the door of the study was not closed tightly, leaving a gap.

  At this moment, in the corridor, Yang Fu Xiao was tightly attached to the door of the study room, one hand supporting her abdomen and the other curled up, with her fingernails tightly grasping the wallpaper.

  Until the sound in the study could no longer be heard, Yang Xiao lowered his hands without a sound, barefoot on the wooden floor, turned around and walked back to the bedroom.

  ………………

  Gu Qingcheng returned to the bedroom, and Yang Fuxiao happened to come out of the bathroom, wearing a large bathrobe, holding a long towel to wipe his hair. After noticing Gu Qingcheng's arrival, he walked directly to the bedside, letting his long black hair fall in front of his eyes, focusing intently on wiping his hair.

  Gu Qingcheng walked over, his hand grasping one corner of the towel that Yang Fu Xiao was using to wipe his head.

  Taking advantage of Yang Fu's momentary stiffness, Gu Qingcheng had already pulled out all the towels from Yang Fu's hand. His thick and warm palms wrapped around the white towel, carefully wiping away the wet black hair for Yang Fu.

  Yang Furong quietly got up from Gu Qingcheng's bed and sat down at the edge of the bed with her head lowered.

  Gu Qingcheng helped Yang Fuxiao wipe away the water, then put the white towel aside and used his fingers to help Yang Fuxiao tidy up her hair. He took out a blow dryer and adjusted it to hot air, while blowing Yang Fuxiao's hair, he used his fingertips to press against her scalp.

  The hot air from the blower made Yang Xiao's eyes droop, and she didn't snap out of it until her body was lifted into the air. She then looked at Gu Qingcheng with a scowl: "What crazy idea are you thinking of now?"

  Gu Qingcheng horizontally picked up Yang Fuxiao, "This bed is too small, let's go sleep in the bedroom instead."

  Back in Gu Qingcheng's bedroom, Gu Qingcheng put Yang Fuxiao on the bed. Yang Fuxiao directly threw one of the pillows to Gu Qingcheng: "I don't want to sleep with you."

  Gu Qingcheng sat down on the edge of the bed, "Good girl, you don't want to sleep with me, who do you want to sleep with?"

  Yang Mu Xiao turned around directly: "I sleep alone, I still have a baby."

  Gu Qingcheng's eyes deepened, he lay down behind Yang Fuxiao, his hand wrapped around her waist. Yang Fuxiao suddenly pushed Gu Qingcheng away, and with great force, almost rolled off the bed. Luckily, Gu Qingcheng quickly grabbed her arm, and Yang Fuxiao crashed into his chest. He let out a muffled groan, and from the open collar of his robe, he saw that there were several bruises, likely left over from the fight with Shen Jiayou on the side of the road.

  Yang Bi Xiao's face turned away, her eyes staring fixedly at Gu Qing Cheng, gritting her teeth as she said: "You must take this child away?"

  Gu Qingcheng gazed calmly at Yang Fuxiao's eyebrows and eyes, sat up, took the cigarette from the head of the bed, wanted to smoke but suddenly remembered that Yang Fuxiao was pregnant, so he turned around, "Your body is not suitable for pregnancy now."

  "I know, but the doctor from abroad also said clearly that as long as I take good care of myself in the later stages, there won't be any problems."

  "But I can't take risks, it's for your own good."

  "Heh," Yang Duoxiao said, "Whenever someone wants to deprive others of their rights, they will say such grandiose words. If this child was lost because my own body is not good, then fine, I won't blame anyone else, I can only blame myself for having a poor body that couldn't keep the child safe. But if it's due to external forces, then I won't allow it."

  Gu Qingcheng's face was about three centimeters away from Yang Fuxiao, with a cold expression. "Fuxiao, I don't want to force you, but this child really can't stay."

  "But you're already pushing me."

  Yang wiped away the tears in her eyes, "Then I'll leave, I can leave right now, go far, far away, and never take another step closer to you again. This is just my own child, okay? Gu Qingcheng, you know that I don't have parents, I've always wanted a child who truly belongs to me, a real home of my own... this is my child..."

  Anyone who is a human being, as long as they are moved in their heart, will reveal their emotions, just like it's true.

  Yang Xiaoxiao had once told herself that no matter whether she was living with her uncle and aunt in a small county town or after coming to the Yang family, she seemed like a person who relied on others for support, without a real home of her own. Now that she has one, she has her own child, and she must keep this child safe at all costs.

  Gu Qingcheng leaned in close to Yang Fu Xiao's face and kissed her eyes: "I won't let you leave me."

  After hearing this sentence, Yang Xiaodong really cried.

  Because, once upon a time, she had an argument with Xu Muhuang. Since Xu Muhuang was late again for their appointment, she got angry and pointed at his nose saying: "I'm leaving tomorrow, let's break up! I want to leave you!"

  Xu Mu-huang also grabbed her hand and pressed his lips against hers, domineeringly saying: "I won't let you leave me."

  Yang Mianxiao cried for a long time, as if all the tears had been stored up and were now pouring out continuously.

  She hugged Gu Qingcheng's waist, buried her face in his shoulder, and tears couldn't stop flowing.

  "Gu Qingcheng, you arrange it, I'll take care of this kid."

  She cried for about half an hour before her sobs gradually subsided, turning into hiccups, but tears still flowed profusely from her red and swollen eyes.

  Gu Qingcheng wiped away the tears from her eyes and kissed her brow.

  He originally thought that Yang Wu Xiao was crying just for the child, but it wasn't until much later that he realized she wasn't crying because of the child, but because of a long time apart, and after a very, very long time, they wouldn't be able to hold each other's waist and cry out loud like tonight again.

  ………………

  Because she cried the night before, Yang Xiao didn't sleep well and felt like her eyes couldn't open the next morning. She squinted at Gu Qingcheng who got out of bed first, the natural light outside the window was faintly shining in. Before leaving, Gu Qingcheng kissed her forehead and then turned to leave.

  Yang Fuxiao turned over and fell asleep again, until she woke up once more. The thick curtains blocked the natural light from outside the window, and the room was in a dark hue.

  She suddenly sat up in bed and immediately got out of bed.

  Yang brushed open the curtains, outside the curtains were full of dark clouds, and in the sky it seemed like tattered cotton was hanging down.

  She sat on the edge of the bed, took out her phone, flipped through the address book, found a name starting with S, stared at the phone number for a long time before dialing.

  Whenever Yang Fu Xiao called Shen Jia Yu, the phone would never ring more than three times before being answered. This time was no exception.

  "Is it dawn?"

  Shen Jia-yu's voice came from the receiver, Yang Mo-xiao pursed her lips and said after a long time: "Uh-huh, it's me... I know my request may be a bit abrupt, but... I want you to help me with something."

  ………………

  Gu Qingcheng arrived at the MSC Building and held a meeting.

  Back in the office, Gu Qingcheng casually flipped through some web pages and found that some unclear short videos had already spread online. They were scenes of him fighting with Shen Jiaxiao yesterday. However, at that time on the highway, there shouldn't have been any professional reporters following them. The video seemed to be taken with a mobile phone, and the distance was far and the pixels were poor, so basically only the silhouette could be seen but not the face. Especially Yang Fuxiao on one side, it could only be seen that she was a woman. This way, there wouldn't be any trouble.

  Then Fang Shu handed over a copy of a document from the chairman to Gu Qingcheng, "Mr. Gu, this is the document from the chairman."

  Gu Qingcheng took it over and flipped through two pages casually in his hand before throwing it to one side, a cold smile playing on the corner of his mouth.

  Fang Shu stood in front of the office desk and did not receive Gu Qingcheng's order, nor did she go out.

  "Gu Qingcheng suddenly spoke up: 'If I were to go back on my word, what would the chairman's reaction be?'"

  Fang Shu's eyelid twitched.

  Is this a change of heart?

  Does this mean that Gu Qingcheng will finally escape Shen Zhou's control?

  But this possibility is a bit remote, Shen Zhou's foundation is too solid, not just msc, but the entire Shen family.

  Gu Qingcheng's phone on the desktop rang. He took a glance at the screen, waved his hand to let Fang Shu go out, and answered the call.

  The phone call was made by A Lu.

  "Boss, there's someone causing trouble at night."

  There are always people causing trouble in nightclubs, it's nothing new. But with someone from the Gu Qingcheng faction watching, usually small incidents are settled on the spot, and big ones are suppressed afterwards. After all, Gu Qingcheng has a strong grip, and his subordinates aren't weak either.

  However, this time, after smashing a car full of beer in the venue, they specifically asked to see Gu Qingcheng.

  A Lu had someone bring him to a private room before calling Gu Qing Cheng.

  A Lu held the phone and looked at the man leaning against the sand, carefully wiping his glasses with a cloth. The voice of Gu Qingcheng came from the receiver: "You take the phone to him."

  A Lu walked over and handed her mobile phone with both hands.

  The man put on his glasses and took the phone. "Gu Qingcheng, originally wanted to find Su Yan, but she seems to have gone with the crew to Inner Mongolia to shoot outdoor scenes today."

  Inside the receiver came Gu Qingcheng's slightly surprised voice: "Sixth?"

  The man smiled: "Yes, 6 Li."

  "I'll be there soon."

  Liu handed the phone back to A Lu, smiled slightly and said "thank you".

  When Ah Lu took over the phone, her fingers touched the man's fingers, and her face actually had a hint of blush, "No, no need to be polite."

  In the spacious and dimly lit private room, 6 sat on the sofa, casually pulled out a deck of poker cards from under the coffee table, tapped his leg on the coffee table, shuffled the cards, and with a flick of his fingers, made the cards dance in various patterns.

  He raised an eyebrow and looked at Ah Lu, who had been staring at him all along. "You don't need to keep an eye on me, I'm here to see Gu Qingcheng, I won't cause any trouble."

  A Lu nodded and said, "We'll wait for the boss."

  The man didn't say anything else and just focused on playing cards.

  Half an hour later, Gu Qingcheng drove to Nightscape.

  A Lu waited until Gu Qing Cheng left, then turned around and walked out, closing the private room door behind them.

  Gu Qingcheng and Liuli hadn't seen each other for several years, but when they met again, it was as if no time had passed at all, just like old friends.

  Liu took out a lighter and lit a cigarette using the ember from Gu Qingcheng's, "I've come to seek refuge with you now, it seems like you're not doing too well either?"

  Gu Qingcheng slowly exhaled a mouthful of smoke, "You come back to say it's for Tiana just for Tiana, don't drag me into this, the two of you have your own affairs, I won't get involved."

  "This time, I'm back, not entirely for Su Yan," 6 puffed out a mouthful of smoke, the smoke shrouding his face making it unclear, the lenses reflecting light, "just a woman, what I want is to take back my home."

  Gu Qingcheng had also guessed it earlier. When Tiana used her beauty trick, a series of tricks swallowed up the six families, leaving only one sixth left. It should be known that the remaining sixth would definitely come back, and the purpose of coming back was to take back the identity of the young master of the six families in their heyday.

  "Where's Tina?" Gu Qingcheng asked finally.

  After finishing a cigarette, he extinguished the butt in the ashtray and said, "I'm still troubling you, help me get her out, she's not seeing me now."

  Gu Qingcheng couldn't help but smile when he heard this. "Logically speaking, she should be hiding from you because she's carrying the debt of your six families' downfall."

  ………………

  Inside the Zi Jing Garden, all day long, Yang Fu Xiao had been restraining her wildly racing heart, constantly reminding herself to calm down, absolutely not to panic or get flustered, and to keep a peaceful state of mind in order to protect the precious baby inside her belly.

  She turned on the computer, opened soothing music to relax her mind and body, followed by soft spoken words, closed her eyes, imagining a sunny beach with a vast sky.

  Never mind, never mind, the boat will straighten out when it reaches the bridgehead.

  Near dusk, Yang Fuxiao received Shen Jiayou's phone call again.

  Shen Jia-yu said: "My mom has already booked a restaurant and wants to invite you for dinner, I'll go pick you up later, okay?"

  Yang said: "Okay, twenty minutes later, I'll be at the entrance of Zi Jing Garden."

  She wore a deep purple shirt, black turtleneck sweater, a pair of tight-fitting black trousers, flat boots, and an overcoat with a long black coat. Her hair was loose and she held a curling iron in her hand, curling two curls vertically.

  In the floor mirror, amidst the solemnity, a few more playful and lovely touches were added.

  Due to pregnancy, Yang Mianxiao didn't put on much makeup anymore, only applying a facial cream and lip balm suitable for pregnant women before heading downstairs.

  Yang Mu Xiao arrived downstairs just as Gu Qing Cheng happened to be getting off work and walking in from outside the door.

  Gu Qingcheng saw Yang Mianxiao wearing complete clothes and asked: "Are you going out?"

  Yang brushed past Xiao's side without even a glance and said, "Mm, I have an appointment, you eat dinner on your own."

  Gu Qingcheng narrowed his eyes, picked up the car key on the table again, "Where are you going, I'll take you."

  Yang Fu Xiao wrapped a light pink scarf around her neck twice and turned around, "No need, someone is here to pick me up."

  After finishing speaking, Yang Wuxiao opened the door and walked out directly.

  Gu Qingcheng stood at the door, watching Yang Fu Xiao walk to the elevator and get in without looking back once.

  ………………

  Yang Mu Xiao had just walked out of Zi Jing Garden when Shen Jia Yu's car pulled up to the entrance and came to a stop.

  She opened the passenger door and got in, fastening her seatbelt while turning to Shen Jia-yu and saying: "This time, thank you for real."

  Shen Jia-yu shook his head: "You don't have to thank me, I'm just doing it for you."

  Yang Fu Xiao slightly lowered her eyes.

  It's just an exchange.

  At first, she clearly said that Shen Jia-yu wanted something she couldn't give him, but Shen Jia-yu said: "If you think it's good, then it's good."

  Yang Duoxiao stopped in front of a shopping mall.

  "Wait for me for five minutes."

  Shen Jia-yu said he wanted to go in with Yang Fu-xiao, but before entering the mall, they still had to find a place to park, so he watched as Yang Fu-xiao turned up his collar and looked around at the traffic on both sides, then hastily ran two steps into the mall.

  In just five or six minutes, Yang Xiao came out of the mall with a packaged paper bag in his hand.

  "Okay, let's go."

  Arriving at the entrance of a restaurant, Yang Fuxiao followed Shen Jiayou out of the car. As Shen Jiayou came over to support her arm and tried to hold her hand, Yang Fuxiao had already slipped her arm through his elbow and lifted her head to smile at him: "Let's go in."

  The two entered the restaurant and followed the waiter to the front private room. Yang Xiao's hand slightly grasped Shen Jia-yu's sleeve, asking: "Did the reporter take a picture just now?"

  Shen Jia-yu patted her hand reassuringly and said, "Got it."

  Shen Jia-yu's mother was the jade family's treasured daughter, Yu Ming-xiu. She had been traveling abroad and only returned today, wearing a small black fur coat with a woolen half-skirt underneath, looking elegant and refined. Her skin was well-maintained, but fine wrinkles could still be seen at the corners of her eyes.

  Although Yang Mianxiao said that because of pregnancy, her face was not made up, but her eyes were originally beautiful and spirited, and her skin was white, it seemed that there was no so much powder on her, which made Yu Mingxiu very like.

  Yang Fu Xiao handed over the paper bag in his hand: "Aunt."

  Yu Mingxiu took out a box from her bag, inside which was an embroidered shawl, very beautiful, pure handmade style, and it matched Yu Mingxiu's temperament perfectly.

  Yu Mingxiu draped the cloak over his body and turned to Shen Jiayou, "Son, does it look good or not?"

  Shen Jia-yu nodded: "Mm, looks good."

  Having obtained Yu Mingxiu's affirmation, Yang Fuxiao also put down her mind. It seems that the sales staff in the mall are still familiar with the preferences of such noble ladies.

  Yu Mingxiu came from a big family, eating slowly and savoring each bite, plus the dishes were quite exquisite, so dinner lasted for two hours, but Yang Fuxiao didn't feel full at all.

  Yu Mingxiu ordered a bottle of expensive red wine. Yang Fuxiao couldn't drink because she was pregnant and didn't know how to decline, so Shen Jiayou quickly replaced the glass in front of Yang Fuxiao with a freshly squeezed corn juice, "Mom, Fuxiao is allergic to alcohol."

  Yu Mingxiu also stopped forcing himself and drank red wine with Shen Jiayou's mother.

  Yang Furong secretly let out a sigh of relief.

  At the dinner table, Yu Mingxiu asked Yang Fuxiao some questions about her family, and Yang Fuxiao answered with information about the Yang family. After all, only a few people knew that she was adopted by the Yangs.

  "When are you and Yu'er getting married? Luckily I'm back this time, I'll personally take care of my son's wedding."

  Yu Mingxiu originally didn't think much of the young daughter of the Yang family, because she had seen the eldest daughter of the Yang family, Yang Susu, at a large banquet before and thought her to be overly affected. Now it seems that Yang Fuxiao is completely different, with every gesture and movement being very proper.

  In fact, Yang Wuxiao received a noblewoman's education for only a few years and cannot be compared to a true noblewoman. However, now that she has more refined movements, is slower, not rushed or flustered, and neither warm nor cold, her temperament has improved even more.

  Yang Mu Xiao lowered his head and glanced at Shen Jia Yu with a slight tilt of his head, "Whatever you say."

  In fact, at this moment, she felt a pang of sadness in her heart and lowered her head to conceal the expression in her eyes.

  But this expression, in Yu Mingxiu's eyes, was just shyness.

  "She smiled: 'Alright, after we get back, I'll find someone to look at your two birth dates and choose a time.'"

  Shen Jia-yu put down the wine cup in his hand and said, "Mom, I'm going to take her to our Shen family's hot spring resort on the outskirts for a while. This month's dawn is not good for her body."

  "It's okay," said Mingxiu Yu, "I try to avoid this month, just happened that I just came back from a trip and also want to take a break."

  ………………

  After dinner, Yumingxiu had a driver come to pick her up and take her back to the Shen's house.

  Yang Mo Xiao waited until the car that came to pick up Yu Ming Xiu drove away, then turned around and wanted to get into Shen Jia Yu's car. However, as she lifted her gaze, she saw Gu Qing Cheng not far in front of her.

  The distance is not far, only between two utility poles.

  Gu Qingcheng leaned against the car, holding a cigarette in his hand. On the ground, under his feet, were scattered many extinguished cigarette butts, clearly having waited outside for a long time.

  Recently, Gu Qingcheng's smoking addiction has been getting worse and worse.

  Yang Mochen looked towards Gu Qingcheng at the same time as Gu Qingcheng also looked towards her, extinguished the cigarette butt in his hand and walked over to her.

  Yang Furong came back to her senses and immediately got into Shen Jiayou's passenger seat.

  "Drive."

  Shen Jia-yu stepped on the accelerator, Yang Fu-xiao glanced at the rearview mirror, looking at Gu Qing-cheng who took two steps forward and then stood still, closing his eyes.

  Back in Zi Jing Garden, Yang Mo didn't open his eyes and continued to meditate with his eyes closed.

  Shen Jiaoyu turned around: "If you don't want to go up, just follow me back to the Shen's house directly."

  Yang brushed off the dawn and opened his eyes, unfastening his seatbelt. "No, after the surgery."

  She opened the car door and her slender legs in long sleeves stepped out first, then turned to Shen Jia-yu and said: "Jia-yu, be careful on the road."

  Yang Mo got off the bus and was hit by a cold gust of wind. She wrapped her scarf tightly around her neck to block out the chill.

  After Yang Mu Xiao got off the bus, Gu Qing Cheng's car also re-entered Zi Jing Garden.

  Yang Mu Xiao heard the sound of an engine behind him, turned around and took a look, just in time to see Gu Qing Cheng getting out of the car, but he didn't stop his footsteps, directly walking to the elevator entrance and pressing the elevator button.

  The elevator was upstairs, waiting for the elevator to come down to the first floor. Yang Fuxiao stepped in and directly pressed the switch to close the elevator door. Gu Qingcheng stretched out his leg to block it and squeezed into the elevator.

  Yang brushed his hair aside and shifted his feet slightly, tilting his head to look at the glass mirror inside the elevator.

  Gu Qingcheng suddenly leaned in, stretching out his arms to trap Yang Fuxiao against the elevator mirror, leaning in close to her face, his slender fingers supporting Yang Fuxiao's chin. "Yang Fuxiao, can you tell me what exactly are you doing now?"

  Gu Qingcheng opened his mouth, and Yang Fuxiao smelled the strong wine breath coming from it. It seemed that he had drunk a lot of wine, but when looking into his eyes, they were still dark and deep, without any sign of being affected by alcohol. He was wearing very thin clothes, only a single white shirt, and the fingers holding Yang Fuxiao's chin were icy cold.

  Yang brushed aside Gu Qingcheng's arm, "I didn't do anything, I'm still Shen Jiayu's fiancée in name, that's what your uncle said, you be careful yourself."

  Gu Qingcheng raised an eyebrow, his deep eyes gleaming with a hint of intoxication as he drawled, "Is that so?"

  Yang Mu Xiao looked at the elevator door, feeling a bit anxious. Why wasn't the elevator door opening? She felt that facing Gu Qing Cheng required her to use 300% of her energy just to cope, and she only felt overwhelmed.

  The elevator door opened and Yang Xiao directly pushed away Gu Qingcheng's arm and walked out of the elevator.

  Gu Qingcheng followed two steps behind her.

  Before Yang Fuxiao rang the doorbell, Gu Qingcheng directly blocked Yang Fuxiao's hand, turned around and leaned against the door with his back, wrapped both hands around Yang Fuxiao's waist, and pulled her closer.

  Yang Fu Xiao angrily said: "Gu Qing Cheng!"

  "I'm here."

  Gu Qingcheng tightened his arms and said in a slightly drunken tone.

  "What else do you want to do?" Yang Xiao's hands were tightly pinching his arm, using all her strength, through the thin layer of shirt on Gu Qingcheng's body. "You didn't say you wanted me to have an abortion, fine, I'll go for the surgery tomorrow, what else do you want?"

  Gu Qingcheng leaned forward, his chin resting on Yang Fu's shoulder, and let out a soft breath, belching slightly, "It hurts, stop pinching."

  Yang Fu Xiao lowered her arm and looked at Gu Qing Cheng's wrist, which was exposed outside and had already been pinched by her into a red swelling.

  Gu Qingcheng's warm breath brushed against Yang Xiao's neck, "I didn't want anything to happen, I don't want you to marry Shen Jiayu..."

  Yang Mu Xiao listened and her heart skipped a beat, but she still pretended to be tough, "If I'm not allowed to marry Shen Jia Yu, are you going to marry me?"

  "Alright, I'll marry you."

  Yang's breathing stopped for a moment, and her heart beat uncontrollably several times.

  Gu Qingcheng almost used all his strength to push against Yang Fu Xiao, who didn't stand firm and took a step back, with a "bang" sound as his elbow hit the door.

  The door behind him opened and Sheng stretched slightly: "Who is it...... I'm rubbing, what's wrong with Gu Qingcheng?"

  Yang Mo Xiao pulled Gu Qing Cheng into the room and directly threw him at Sheng Wei Wei to take care of, then turned around and went upstairs.

  "Sheng Weiwei rushed to Yang Shuai's side and beckoned: "Yang Shuai, you're not taking care of my brother, hurry up and come down, I can't take care of him alone, and Aunt Li is not here..."

  However, after Yang Wai Xiao went upstairs, he really didn't come down again.

  Sheng Weiwei kicked Gu Qingcheng to the ground, stretched out his hand and kicked his leg. This person was as still as a dead man, with an abnormal flush on his face, "Water."

  Sheng slightly furrowed her brow, "Are you drunk or not? Yang Feixiao has already gone upstairs. If you want to perform for her, you'd better hurry up and get upstairs quickly. I alone can't move you."

  Gu Qingcheng didn't say a word, his two eyebrows tightly furrowed together.

  "Isn't he really drunk?"

  She sat on the sand, picked up a large thermos cup in front of her, poured a cup of hot water, and handed it to Gu Qingcheng: "See, now I'm still serving you as the eldest lady. In the future, remember my kindness, don't always report to my dad, and protect that mysterious fox spirit who is after my dad's inheritance."

  Ren You Sheng muttered softly on one side, while Gu Qing Cheng narrowed his eyes slightly, remaining completely still.

  She propped up her arms, watched TV for a while, and started to doze off. She turned her head to look at Gu Qingcheng lying on the sand, seemingly already asleep. She shook her head, dropped the remote control in her hand, and said, "Hey, Gu Qingcheng, just you wait and see how you'll thank me later. At a critical moment, I even helped you chase after your crush."

  She ran upstairs and knocked on Yang Fuxiao's door, knowing that saying something trivial now would definitely not stir up Yang Fuxiao. The two were in a heated battle, which was fine, but what they feared most was this cold war, where there wasn't even an opportunity to interrupt and speak.

  Sheng Weiwei shouted loudly: "Dawn, hurry up and open the door! Gu Qingcheng has coughed up blood!"

  This move is indeed a finishing blow.

  Then, a loud noise came from the door, and Sheng Wei's heart skipped a beat. No way, if Yang Fu Xiao got hurt again because of her lie, when Gu Qing Cheng woke up, he would definitely skin her alive.

  Yang Fuxiao immediately opened the door and Sheng Weiwei hastily asked: "You just..."

  Yang Mu Xiao strode directly towards the staircase, "Knocking over a chair, no big deal."

  Sheng lightly stuck out her tongue and followed Yang Duoxiao downstairs.

  But when Yang Fuxiao walked down to the living room and saw Gu Qingcheng lying on the sofa, he stopped in his tracks and turned to ask Sheng Weiwei: "Where's the blood?"

  "Of course not, with a strong and healthy brother like him, how could he possibly cough up blood? Hehehe."

  Yang Fu Xiao turned around and was about to go up, Sheng Weiwei directly threw the towel in her hand to Yang Fu Xiao, "I can't take care of him anymore, Fu Xiao, I'll leave him to you, I'll go upstairs first."

  After finishing speaking, Sheng Weiwei quickly ran upstairs in a flash.

  This is who falls behind and has no way out.

  Yang Mu Xiao tossed the towel in her hand onto the sand and was about to go upstairs, but she noticed that Gu Qing Cheng's face had turned a deep red, this time it seemed real, not fake.

  In this weather of only a few degrees, wearing just a thin short-sleeved shirt and running wildly on the street, with even the sleeves rolled up to expose the arms all the way to the elbows, would be unbearable even for someone made of iron.

  Yang Buruoxiao walked over and reached out to touch his forehead.

  It's very hot.

  She frowned, turned around and entered the kitchen, poured a cup of hot water for Gu Qingcheng, found antipyretics and cold medicine from the medicine box, read the instructions, held three pills in her palm, supported Gu Qingcheng to sit up, "Hey, take your medicine."

  Gu Qingcheng's body was particularly hot, and with the smell of wine and smoke all over him, if he were to be left on the streets in this weather, people would definitely think he was a drunkard.

  Yang Fu Xiao put the water cup aside, helped Gu Qing Cheng sit up, and knelt on the sand, letting his head lean against her shoulder. Seeing that he had no reaction, she stretched out her hand to pry open Gu Qing Cheng's lips and forced the pill into his mouth. However, in the next second, just as Yang Fu Xiao reached for the hot water on the table, Gu Qing Cheng suddenly spat out the pill, spitting it onto the ground, where it landed with a wet splat.

  "Ptooey, ptooey, ptooey! Don't take medicine."

  Yang Mu Xiao: "...... Aren't you going to take your medicine?"

  Gu Qingcheng narrowed his eyes and nodded, possibly due to the effects of excessive drinking and fever, his movements were slower than usual: "Too bitter."

  Yang Fu Xiao took out another pill from the medicine box and said, "You have to take it even if you cry, otherwise how can your fever subside?"

  Gu Qingcheng shook his head again: "I won't take medicine."

  Yang Mo Xiao really had no other choice, so he thought of the fruit sugar in his room upstairs and let go of Gu Qing Cheng. "You take your medicine, I'll give you a piece of sugar, it won't be bitter then."

  "Where is sugar?"

  "You take your medicine and I'll go upstairs to get it for you."

  "Get me sugar first."

  Yang Mu Xiao thought that the stronger a person is, the more childish they become when in a semi-conscious state, as if to make up for the fun they lack compared to ordinary people.

  But it has to be admitted that the childish Gu Qingcheng is even more difficult to serve.

  Yang brushed off the dawn and took a box of fruit sugar from upstairs, seeing Gu Qingcheng lying on the sand again. This time, she called him twice, but there was no sound.

  Yang Mo Xiao felt that it was really impossible to delay, so she directly put the medicine into Gu Qing Cheng's mouth and lifted his chin to pour hot water into his mouth.

  However, the water flowed out along both sides of his lips and directly soaked the sand.

  Gu Qingcheng furrowed his brow, unable to swallow the pill, and was about to vomit again. Yang Muxiao turned around, took a big gulp of hot water from the cup, then leaned in and kissed Gu Qingcheng on the lips, pouring all the water into his mouth. One hand lifted Gu Qingcheng's chin slightly.

  The medicine in Kou Qing Cheng's mouth had almost completely dissolved, and as Yang Mo Xiao's tongue tip touched it for an instant, her tongue could feel the bitter taste of the medicine.

  Yang Mo Xiao wiped the water stain from her lips, noticed that Gu Qing Cheng's Adam's apple moved up and down twice, put down the heart that had been lifted, took a thick quilt from the guest room, and covered it over Gu Qing Cheng.

  See if he can bring down his fever first, if it doesn't come down, then we have to go to the hospital.

  Gu Qingcheng lay on the beach, and Yang Fuxiao specially wrapped a quilt around him like a rice dumpling. Meanwhile, Yang Fuxiao himself shrunk to the other side, squeezed into the sand at the other end, leaned against the backrest of the sand, and tilted his head.

  Today I've been tense all day long, and now that I'm finally relaxed, I can easily fall asleep.

  Yang Mu's hands and feet are a bit cold in winter, now it is the same, even wearing thick woolen socks.

  She curled up her legs and huddled her body together.

  On the other side, Gu Qingcheng was burning like a furnace at this moment.

  In this posture, two hours later, Yang Fuxiao fell into a deep sleep, while Gu Qingcheng woke up nine times.

  He moved his neck a bit which was somewhat twisted, and without opening his eyes, he noticed the person outside his body.

  The sand was wide enough, Yang Xiao was at the other end, and his legs were sideways blocking Gu Qingcheng's side.

  Gu Qingcheng's temples were throbbing with pain at this moment, as if they were about to burst. He hadn't had such a wild and intoxicating drinking session in a long time, and he even got drunk and drove, almost getting caught by the traffic police.

  He thought for a moment, from following Yang Fuqiao back to Zi Jing Garden, and then didn't remember much of what happened afterwards.

  Yang Xiao's legs on one side suddenly moved.

  Gu Qingcheng's hand touched Yang Buruoxiao's icy ankle, furrowed his brow, and had already pulled her legs from the outside of the quilt over, then took off his shirt, placing his cold feet on his chest and abdomen, sleeping with their feet together.

  Yang Mu Xiao was originally a cold person all over, but once his feet warmed up, his whole body warmed up.

  ………………

  When I woke up, it was already 9 o'clock.

  Yang Fuxiao opened her eyes and saw a green potted plant on the bedside, suddenly thinking that she seemed to have fallen asleep on the sofa in the living room downstairs last night, how did she wake up in the bedroom?

  It seemed like a vague memory, as if she recalled that it was Gu Qingcheng who carried her up when she fell asleep in the evening.

  What about Gu Qingcheng?

  She touched the quilt beside her hand, cool and refreshing, no longer warm, it seemed that Gu Qingcheng had gotten up for a long time.

  The second piece of information that flashed into his mind was that the surgery was this morning.

  There was no Gu Qingcheng in the room, he should have gone downstairs or to work. Yang Fuxiao took out his mobile phone and turned it on, and there were three missed calls from Shen Jiayou.

  She returned a call to Shen Jia-yu, "My phone just turned on and I saw your call."

  Shen Jia-yu said: "I've made all the arrangements, you can rest assured and go into the operating room."

  Yang's heart was pounding and it took him a long time to say: "Mm."

  In the morning, Aunt Li made a sumptuous breakfast and saw Yang Fuxiao's face with obvious redness. She said: "The supplement for these two days is just fine. Today is the time for prenatal examination, right? The master will drive back to pick you up at the hospital before going to work."

  Yang Fu Xiao lowered his head and drank congee without saying a word.

  Sheng Weiwei also felt a bit strange, taking advantage of Li Auntie going to the kitchen to serve soup, she quickly pulled Yang Fuxiao and asked: "Is it really for a prenatal check-up or an operation?"

  Yang Fu Xiao ate a date and said: "When we get there, won't everything be clear as day?"

  Sheng Weiwei glanced into the kitchen and turned back to ask: "If it were my brother who really asked you to have an abortion, would you do it?"

  "Do it, why not do it?" Yang Fuxiao's gaze fell on the silverware going in and out, the spoon flipping over, reflecting her face, "As long as he remembers, he won't regret it."

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