Ferocious Boss: Hubby, Let’s Get Married

The needle pierced the dropper and Yan Qingsi advanced the sleeping pills.

Yan Qingsi sneered: "Good sister, you can sleep more."

When she went out, Xiao Xu asked Yan Qingsi: "Sister, what if something happens? What if someone knew?"

Yan Qingsi doesn't matter: "Know, you know ..."

Although Yan Qingsi wished that everyone in the Yan family was going to die, she would n’t really do anything in this day and night, she just gave Yan Mingzhu a dose that would let her sleep for a few days, so that she would not die.

Moreover, the sleeping pills flowed into Yan Mingzhu's body along the drips, and nothing was found at all.

There was no monitor at the door of the ward, and nothing happened at all.

This time, I just gave Yan Mingzhu a little lesson.

She didn't get any HIV, STD, infectious disease virus injected into her body, and she was very gracious.

......

Xiao Xu helped Yan Qingsi walk to the parking lot of the hospital. As a result, she happened to encounter another person.

Yan Qingsi's eyes met, and both of them froze for a moment, then read the dissatisfaction from each other's eyes for the first time.

Yan Qingsi turned her mind and laughed, "It's a coincidence that I didn't expect to meet Mrs. Yue here."

Mrs. Yue was carrying her bag, her face stern, and snorted coldly, "Why are you here?"

Seeing this little fairy, Madam Yue was upset.

With a sigh, Yan Qingsi lowered her head and touched her belly, and said quietly, "You have to ask your son, I'm pregnant, your son's seed, he won't let me want it, then it's only a loss!"

Xiao Xu was dumbfounded immediately?

Sister, how does a good stomachache become a miscarriage?

Mrs. Yue had maintained a very indifferent and proud lady's face, and she broke power in an instant. She widened her eyes and looked at Yan Qingsi. She could not wait to see each of her hair clearly.

Yan Qingsi's face was pale, her body was shaking slightly, her lips were all white, and she looked really weak.

This way, it really looks like after abortion.

Mrs. Yue looked more and more like it, pointing at Yan Qingsi: "You you you ..."

Mrs. Yue felt that she had reached the limit of her ability now. She had just seen this woman the other day, and she would say that she might have a grandson for her after ten months. Now she has not arrived for a month. She ... she ... really ...

Madam Yue felt a little dizzy, and quickly hugged her car. She took a deep breath: "Don't tell me blindly, how do I know if you are pregnant with my son's seed."

Yan Qingsi laughed bitterly, pretending to be miserable, and said, "What use is it to say these things now? Anyway, the children are gone, your Yue family really don't have a good thing, Yue Tingfeng is willing to kill his own children, I see How good he can end up in the future. "

Mrs. Yue's heart was sore. She already believed seven or eight points in her heart, but anyway, it was her own son. She wanted to say something to her son, so she was not confident. "You don't talk nonsense, my son is not that kind of person."

Yan Qingsi pouted and looked scornful: "Mrs. Yue, who is your son, do you really use me to say anything? Anyway, he has no son, you have no grandson, I will raise it back, and it ’s time to get married, and I have nothing to lose. . "

The next second, Yan Qingsi sighed, "Hey, it's just that my child is pitiful. He was killed by his own father and his own hands, but there is a life in your Yue family."

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Meng Si'er: Qingming Festival is really a good day for killing and setting fire!