Master Ou’s Surrogate Ex-wife

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Yang Kexin grabbed Mrs. Yang's hand and pleaded: "Mom, I really love Ou Qingheng. I designed abortion. I just want him to spend more time with me. Isn't it good now? He put down work Stay with me. "

Mrs. Yang sadly said: "Do you know how much damage a woman's miscarriage can cause to her? This abortion may prevent you from having a baby."

Yang Kexin froze.

"Mom, what are you talking about?"

Mrs. Yang was even more angry: "What am I saying? I said that you may not have a child, and it is all your own sin, so you will be a chicken that will not lay eggs in the future."

Although Mrs. Yang's speech was unpleasant, it was also because she hated iron for not making steel.

Yang Kexin was stunned now, and Mrs. Yang's hand was pale. "Mom, are you lying to me?"

When Mrs. Yang saw her like this, her heart softened: "I am your mother, what do I lie to you? You are too impulsive to do facts, and if you discuss with me, you will not make things so stiff, but you Do n’t worry too much. The doctor only said that your body is difficult to get pregnant, but I did n’t say I could n’t bear it. I will definitely find the best doctor for you. ”

Yang Kexin's face was pale and white: "Mom, me and the child who owns and Qingheng."

Mrs. Yang said angrily: "I knew so, why did you do such a big thing as miscarriage? Do you know that if you have a little difference, you may have two lives, you have a higher education, emotional intelligence I have a high IQ, but I have done such a thing without a brain. I really wish I had n’t lived as a daughter with you. "

Yang Kexin took Mrs. Yang ’s hand and showed his weakness: “Mom, I ’m wrong. I just want Qingheng to marry me. I believe he still loves me. He told me that he and Yao Yiyi have a * relationship. When I come back, he will marry me. "

Mrs. Yang thought of a stalk: "You just said that Qingheng never touched you at all, what's the matter?"

Yang Kexin's face was a bit unnatural.

"Mom, don't ask, just remember that this kid is not his."

Mrs. Yang said: "I really don't want to control your business."

"Mom, don't be like this. I'm your daughter. Who cares about me regardless of me? Do you want your daughter to get so much suffering but get nothing?"

"That's what you deserve."

"You deserve it, I am still your daughter."

Mrs. Yang's words are poor.

A knock on the door rang outside the door broke the quarrel between the two. Mrs. Yang went to open the door, and the Filipino servant at home brought the food.

"Madam, this is the meal prepared for the lady and you. The master is still discussing the work with the shareholders. He told me to tell you that he will come later."

Mrs. Yang nodded and said, "Got it, let's go first."

"Yes, ma'am."

After the Filipino maid left, Yang Kexin said to Mrs. Yang: "Mom, you can call Qingheng. It's not too early. I'm afraid he is hungry."

Mrs. Yang gave her a white look. "You still have to take care of your body first. Since the child is not Qingheng, you should not be so self-willed. He is the president of the Euclidean Group. He has a lot of work and can take a day out. Time is by your side and it ’s already done. You are so entangled that it will only make men disgust as soon as possible. "

Yang Kexin was a little dissatisfied: "Mom, who is your daughter?"

"Even if you are my daughter, I can't just blame someone indiscriminately, but I have every reason to blame him for the child that Ou Qingheng made you pregnant, but now I find that everything is a misunderstanding, you let me How to say?"

Yang Ke knows how to be weak and coquettish: "Mom, you are such a daughter, do you really want me to be wronged?"

"Not willing, how about that? Your child is gone, and Ou Qingheng is not willing to divorce. You cut off these thoughts early and obediently asked me to marry a man who loves you," said Mrs. Yang.

"Don't." Yang Ke stubbornly said: "Mom, there are many men pursuing me, but the only person I really love is Qingheng. Anyway, I want to marry only one man. If you don't allow me Marry him, that ’s good, I wo n’t marry anyone in this life, you should be an old girl. ”

Mrs. Yang said with air: "You ..."

Before the words were finished, a knock was heard outside the door.

Mrs. Yang shouted angrily, "Who?"

Ou Qingheng's voice came: "It's me."

Yang Kexin became nervous at once, complaining a little: "Mom, what are you doing so fiercely?"

Mrs. Yang's old **** stalk was in her throat.

She glared at Kexin and said angrily, "Come in, the door is unlocked again."

Yang Kexin immediately leaned on the pillow, pretending to be weak and said, "Heng, you are back, come and eat, hungry."

Ou Qingheng sat next to the bed.

Yang Kexin opened the exquisite meal with great enthusiasm and said: "Heng, I specifically asked my mother to order the servant at home to prepare your favorite meal. The dish is still hot. Would you like it to suit your taste?"

Watching Yang Kexin ascend to Ou Qingheng like a cheap octopus, Mrs. Yang only felt ashamed, and her daughter who was holding it in her hand, lowered her dignity to dust for a man.

Mrs. Yang coughed twice and said, "Qingheng, what do you like to eat? Auntie will pinch you."

Ou Qingheng was keenly aware of the change in Mrs. Yang's attitude towards him. Although he didn't know what was going on, he was happy to see it done.

"Aunt Yang, I'm not hungry. You can eat it with your heart."

"Now it's night, how could you not be hungry, Heng, how much to eat, just stay with me, okay?" Yang Kexin grabbed his arm and said softly.

Ou Qingheng looked at her: "Is the wound hurt, how can I sit up?"

Yang Kexin immediately pretended to be weak: "Heng, of course it hurts, but just seeing you come, the wound becomes strangely painless."

Mrs. Yang felt that her daughter was a little bit tired.

She coughed again, and served them a meal with her own hands. Yang Kexin's digestible porridge, and she and Ouqing Heng were naturally all kinds of delicate meat.

Mrs. Yang put the meals on the table and moved them in front of them, saying, "Qingheng, you can eat with your heart, otherwise she will have to be stubborn and refuse to eat well."

Ou Qingheng had to eat together.

Yang Kexin kept picking vegetables into Ou Qingheng's bowl, and even Mrs. Yang could not see it anymore.

"Keep in mind, you don't want to move, carelessly pull the wound, it will be you who suffers for a while." Mrs. Yang said.

Yang Ke sedulously put vegetables into Ou Qingheng's bowl and said, "Mom, as long as Hon is next to me, my body will be fine."

Ou Qingheng served porridge for her and said softly: "Kenxin, drink porridge, I can eat it by myself as a big man."

Yang Kexin showed a sweet smile, opened his mouth, and said: "Heng, you feed me, as long as you feed, this porridge will become particularly delicious."

Ou Qingheng had to obediently pick up the bowl and said softly, "Ah!"

Yang Kexin leaned forward, holding the spoon, and kept his mouth open for a long time.

Ou Qingheng did not urge, just said: "Does it taste good?"

Yang Kexin nodded.

Mrs. Yang is a black line with a face on her face. Why did she have such a brainless daughter?

In order to retain Ou Qingheng, the children of other men were left, and then the abortion was designed, and then all kinds of weaknesses wanted this man to love more.

Seriously, she is a mother who is getting less and less understanding of what her daughter is thinking.

Mrs. Yang couldn't help but yell out: "Keep in mind, eat well, don't forget that you still have a wound, wait a moment if you hurt the wound, I think there is a time when you cry."

Yang Kexin sat down and ate Ou Qingheng's bite by bite.

After dinner, Mrs. Yang wanted to call Ou Qingheng out of the ward, but Yang Ke thought very nervously: "Mom, what do you call Heng out of the ward? What are you talking about here?"

Mrs. Yang glared at her, and said angrily: "Qingheng is such a big man, are you afraid that I won't be able to eat him?"

Yang Kexin pursed his lips.

Ou Qingheng covered the quilt for her and said, "I went out with my aunt. You don't want to move alone. Be careful not to touch the wound."

Yang Kexin grabbed his clothes by the corner, very dependent and said: "Heng, then you go back quickly, I will be scared alone."

Ou Qingheng raised a trace of impatience in his heart, but his face was affectionate.

"You are good, I will be back soon."

Ou Qingheng followed Mrs. Yang and left the ward.

The two reached the stairs, and very few people passed by.

Mrs. Yang put her arms around her chest and said, "Qingheng, aunty always knows that you are a very opinionated and charming man. I also believe that you must see that Kexin is now very dependent on you and loves you too. She went into the bone marrow. She has a miscarriage now. The doctor also said that she might not be pregnant in the future. How do you plan to correct your relationship with her? "

Ou Qingheng looked at Mrs. Yang and asked, "Where does Aunt Yang want me to put Kexin?"

"I am her mother, of course I hope you marry her."

Ou Qingheng put his hands in his arms and said, "Aunt Yang, to be honest, I was planning to marry Kexin at first, but getting along this time, I think Kexin is not the woman I really wanted."

Mrs. Yang frowned, but after knowing that Yang Kexin's miscarriage was designed by herself, she did not react as intensely as before, but said calmly, "Qingheng, give me a reason."

"Aunt Yang, I said, you may feel that you are making excuses, but I really feel that my heart has changed a lot. In her body, I can't find the simple naivety and occasional petulance of that year." Heng said bluntly.

Mrs. Yang frowned, but did not refute the first time.

If she did n’t know that Yang Kexin had done so many things, maybe she would scold Ou Qingheng for being a negative man, but now ...

Mrs. Yang took a deep breath and said seriously: "Qingheng, Kexin has been in Europe for almost five years. You also know that Europeans are open and enthusiastic, and she can't change in that environment."

Ou Qingheng shook his head.

He said: "Aunt Yang, you are her mother. I don't believe you can't feel it. The previous kindness, although capricious, is occasionally thoughtful, but now, although she has become gentle, but she thought ... It was n’t intentionally trying to black her, but it was hard to find it again. "

Mrs. Yang frowned, and her eyes became very cold: "Qin Heng, you said so much, are you not going to be responsible?"

Ou Qingheng hesitated.

"Aunt Yang, my wife is pregnant now. Even if I am a beast, I can't divorce her when she is pregnant. As far as Kexin is concerned, I will ask the best doctor to show her. As for marriage, I ca n’t promise yet. "