Who’s The Boss?

Upon hearing the words, Yu Tingchuan flicked the ashes and looked up at the female doctor.

When the female doctor looked at him like this, she knew that Yu Tingchuan didn’t know, she took a look at Jiang Chi, and said to herself like: “She came to the hospital for a checkup. She was named Xu Jing’s expert, and she had a temperament like Xu Jing. , I must have repeatedly told her to emphasize the importance of this birth."

"According to you, this baby can't be beaten yet?" Jiang Chi frowned.

"It is definitely possible to fight, but you have to think about the consequences." The female doctor said her own opinion: "Even if the abortion is painless, it can still damage the female body, especially in the case of this kind of thin endometrium. ."

Jiang Chi turned his head and went to see the person next to him.

"You think about it again, I will check her first."

After the female doctor finished speaking, she turned back on the same path.

In the aisle, there were only two big men left.

Jiang Chi heard it loudly, and suddenly understood the reason why Yu Tingchuan smoked not leaving his hand. It was annoying to change to be himself: "Last time I didn't even say that it was your niece. How long has it been since I had all kinds of seeds in my stomach?"

Yu Tingchuan did not answer, but tapped the cigarette with his slender fingers.

"This time things are not like your style." Jiang Chi sighed with emotion: "I said earlier that there should be someone by your side for these years, otherwise there will be no such trouble." He said, he paused. After a while, he spoke again: "Listening to Zhengshen's meaning, he doubted the origin of this child."

"How did he tell you?" Yu Tingchuan suddenly asked.

Jiang Chi didn't expect Yu Tingchuan to be curious about this, but he didn't conceal it: "I told you about the little girl and his nephew. I also heard that the little girl and an angry young reporter ate you to death at the annual meeting."

Upon hearing this, Yu Tingchuan smiled unconsciously.

Jiang Chi was surprised. He looked at Yu Tingchuan's profile carefully and saw that his expression was as usual. He really couldn't see the calculated displeasure. In contrast, the mood of Gu Zhengshen, an outsider, seemed filled with righteous indignation, and Jiang Chi suddenly felt that Interesting, I couldn't help asking: "You have heard what the doctor said, can this baby be beaten yet?"

But Yu Tingchuan slowly said: "When did I say that I would abort."

"Why do you bring people to the hospital without abortion?"

"Come and do some regular checks."

Jiang Chi finally showed his surprise on his face: "Do you plan to keep this child?"

Yu Tingchuan did not deny it.

"I can watch the real-time stock market of Hengyuan in the morning, and it has gone viral all the way. Those old guys didn't make things difficult for you at yesterday's annual meeting? If you plan to give birth to this child, I'm afraid your father would be the first to refuse."

"If it falls again, it will never be linked to ST."

Jiang Chi suddenly couldn't understand this old friend. He pondered for a moment and remembered another important question: "You want this child, what about the child's mother?"

Seeing Yu Tingchuan's silence, Jiang Chi said again: "I heard Zhengshen said that she is still in high school."

"..."

"But if the trouble is like this, she may not be able to continue to school."

Speaking of this, Jiang Chi remembered something from the past: "Last month I went to the mountain to sweep the tomb and ran into Lao Zhao. At that time, he was squatting around the tombstone weeding for Jingning, saying that he was coming up to pay homage to his wife. By the way, let’s take a look at Miss Liu. After all, Jingning was only twenty-two years old in the year of the accident."

Yu Tingchuan breathed out smoke, as if he was also lost in memory.

At this time, a nurse called Dr. Jiang.

A series of car accidents occurred in the nearby Baigan area, and many patients were brought in at once. The rolling sound of the wheel of the cart was rustling, and there were women's uncontrollable howlings, and a faint smell of blood was floating in the air.

Jiang Chi didn't delay any more, and went to the emergency room to check the situation.

In the aisle, crying still lingered.

Yu Tingchuan stood in front of the window smoking a cigarette with one hand in his pocket. The medical staff walked back and forth in a hurry. He turned his head inadvertently and happened to catch a glimpse of a woman at the door of the intensive care unit. Desperately trying to hook the hospital bed surrounded by medical staff, from the perspective of Yu Tingchuan, I can vaguely see that a three or four-year-old child is lying on the bed.

After a while, the medical staff shook their heads and left the intensive care unit, talking as they walked: "Unfortunately, how old the child is. Just after the most difficult period to raise, it's gone."

"Who said no, he looks like a tiger, how cute it is."

The voice of speaking gradually faded away.

Including the intensive care unit, the movement slowly subsided.

Yu Tingchuan stood for a while, until a cigarette burned out and the phone rang in his trouser pocket. He took it out, saw the call, and answered, "What is going on over there now?"

"Not so smoothly." The person on the other end replied: "Originally, there was a wave of uncertainty between the two companies. Now this thing has happened again. Little Japan has a very strong family concept. This time I came to the mainland to drag the family. Not to mention attending social gatherings, he is inseparable from his wife."

Yu Tingchuan said: "Since the project has not been finalized, it means there is still room for maneuver."

The other party seemed to think of something, and then said: "Fujimoto's wife is 17 years younger than him, and this year is only twenty-five."

"..."

Yu Tingchuan didn't answer the question, only said: "If there is always reluctance to let go, you go back to Nancheng first."

The person on the phone nodded and responded, but was not in a hurry to hang up. After talking about work, he could not help but talk about personal affairs: "I have read the news on the Internet. The impact of this incident should not be small. Do you have any plans for the aftermath? ?"

But Yu Tingchuan said: "First do your own job."

This is the meaning of reluctance to talk more.

The other party did not reluctantly, the two chatted a few more casually, and then ended the call.

Putting away the phone, Yu Tingchuan was still standing there. It was midday, and the golden sunlight poured down the aisle all the way, with the sultry scorching heat. He looked out the window. Between the outpatient building and the inpatient department, a cobblestone line was paved. There are rows of wooden benches along the intestinal path. In the hot summer days, they are not filled with patients basking in the sun like in winter.

The cigarette in his hand, the spark has been extinguished.

Yu Tingchuan pinched the **** of the cigarette, wrote a stroke on the dusty window sill, a vertical tick, another point, and then wrote a knife on the right half.

The sharp and powerful pen point reveals the hard power of a man.

The cigarette **** moved down, and it just fell firmly. The word'tian' has not yet formed, but he first slowly crushed the cigarette **** into a ball.

...

"Okay, take the order in half an hour."

The doctor took off the rubber band above Song Qingcheng's elbow and left the window with a test tube of blood.

Song Qingcheng did not go far, got up and waited in the public chair near the blood test window. It was close to noon to get off work. There were no patients in the outpatient building. She put her abdomen in one hand and leaned back towards the back of the chair. People can't figure out what she is thinking.

Take out the phone and want to play games to pass the time.

Just clicked on Tetris, and there was a call on the phone.

Song Qingcheng saw that the mobile phone number on the screen was not saved in the address book, it was local to Nancheng, she hesitated for a few seconds, stood up, walked to the corner to answer the phone.

The phone was connected, and the other party was silent for a few seconds before speaking, "Qingcheng, it's me."

"I know." She was not too surprised when she heard Gu Hengyang's gentle and clean voice. Seeing Gu Hengyang was silent again, Song Qingcheng explained, "Your number has not been changed."

Gu Hengyang hummed: "In Malaysia, I will use the card over there, and I will still use the original number when I go back to Nancheng."

"It's been a long time since I didn't contact you, but suddenly you came to me, something?"

After a long while, Gu Hengyang said, "Is the newspaper and online news true?"

Song Qingcheng said, "Your sister didn't tell you?"

"... She did speak, but I want to hear you with my own ears."

Song Qingcheng didn't answer immediately.

Gu Hengyang said again: "If you have difficulties, you can tell me that I am now trading stocks with my classmates and I have made a little money myself..."

Song Qingcheng interrupted him: "I saw your sister a few days ago, and she said that you are already preparing for the wedding."

This sentence is like a reminder in disguise.

Gu Hengyang's voice was even lower: "Qingcheng, as I said, we are still friends."

"But there are many kinds of friends. Some friends are limited to just like in the circle of friends. Like us, at most we can only meet and nod. If there are more other involvements, troubles will follow."

"Are you still blaming my mother?" Gu Hengyang asked.

"No blame, on the contrary, I am very grateful to her."

Gu Hengyang was silent.

Song Qingcheng curled her lips and continued: "She found out that I was in jail, but she did what she said. As long as I draw a line with you, I won't expose my old bottom to others, so your mother is a A person worthy of respect."

Gu Hengyang suddenly said, "At that time, you didn't take my mother's money, did you?"

"..." Song Qingcheng did not deny.

There was silence on both sides of the phone.

After a long time, Gu Hengyang's voice came from the receiver: "Qingcheng, don't be with him."

He knows who he refers to.

Song Qingcheng was holding his mobile phone, and even standing next to the vertical air conditioner, his enthusiasm was still overwhelming, and he heard Gu Hengyang say: "He has known my uncle for almost 20 years and his business has been very successful, but in terms of humanity—— "

"Everyone has advantages and disadvantages. I think this is good."

Gu Hengyang was a little anxious: "You don't know him at all."

"When Yu Tingchuan and his ex-wife had not yet divorced, his ex-wife took sleeping pills and committed suicide several times. One time, the biggest cause was at Yu Lao’s birthday banquet. His ex-wife cut his veins directly in the toilet cubicle, and I was there at the time. , The blood stained her white dress."

"So?" Song Qingcheng said softly.

"A woman in marriage is depressed like this, and she doesn't even have the desire to live. I can't think of any other reasons besides being physically and psychologically abused by her husband for a long time."

"Are you afraid that I will become like that too?"

Gu Hengyang whispered: "You know, I don't want to see you get hurt in any way."

Song Qingcheng deliberately ignored the lingering friendship between his words: "It's quite terrifying to be said that by you."

Hearing Qingcheng's perfunctory, Gu Hengyang was quiet for a while before continuing: "I don't know what you want now, but Yu Tingchuan is really not for you."

"..." Song Qingcheng didn't answer this.

Gu Hengyang said: "Moreover, the Yu family's family affairs are very complicated."

"Yu Linjiang has seven children, but the child's biological mother has four. I was young at that time, but I still remember some things. Yu Tingchuan was not the wife of Yu Linjiang's main house. He was seven or eight years old when he returned to Yu's house. Yu Linjiang It seems that he doesn't like this second son very much. Yu Tingchuan originally had a younger sister, but she didn't know how it disappeared. If it were not for his elder brother, Yu Linjiang would definitely not allow him to sit in his current position."

This was the first time Song Qingcheng heard about the secrets of the Yu family, and couldn't help being a little startled.

Even Yu Jing never told herself that Yu Tingchuan and her father were half-brothers.

"I used to hear my parents say that Yu Linjiang's favorite is his youngest son who is still studying abroad, and he was born with his beloved woman. Now Yu Tingchuan is in this position, but he is just making wedding dresses for others, Yu Linjiang I never intended to really give Hengyuan to him." Gu Hengyang paused, and then said: "Yu Tingchuan has the status of today, which is enough to show that his intentions are extremely deep, and the means of acting cannot be upright. I don't want to have it. See you getting involved in those dirty things one day."

Song Qingcheng listened quietly, and after a while he whispered: "I already know these things in my heart, you don't need to worry about me."

Seeing that she did not listen to her, Gu Hengyang became more anxious: "What Yu Tingchuan can give you is nothing more than money. I can think of a solution right away as much as you want."

"It's a pity," Song Qingcheng smiled, "What I want now is far more valuable than money."

The two sides were speechless. After a long time, Gu Hengyang suddenly asked, "If I didn't give up at the beginning, would we go to the end?"

"..."

This time, she only spoke three words.

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Hanging up, Song Qingcheng slowly gripped the phone.

Ready to return to the seating area, before turning around, the whole person paused there first.

Her gaze fell to the glass window in front of her. Just talking on the phone, she didn't find the scene reflected on the glass, and she didn't know when Yu Tingchuan came. Seeing the image of the man with upright clothes, her heartbeat Then I speeded up, as if what I had just done was shameful.

Then he became nervous again, because he was not sure whether he heard something that shouldn't be heard.

For a time, thousands of thoughts were entangled in the mind and couldn't dissipate.

Song Qingcheng finally turned around, pretending to just spot him. Yu Tingchuan had a cigarette in his right hand and didn't smoke much. Seeing that the girl's figure moved slightly, he withdrew his deep gaze from the glass window. Look at her.

"When did you come here?" Song Qingcheng walked over and asked nonchalantly.

"Not long."

After Yu Tingchuan finished speaking, he also pinched out the cigarette **** in his hand.

Song Qingcheng suddenly felt that there was nothing to say, so he simply shook the note in his hand: "I'm going to get the blood test report."

Around the corner, Song Qingcheng stopped, her back leaning against the tiles on the wall, she slowly let out a suffocating breath, and couldn't help but look at the seating area.

Yu Tingchuan had already sat down, his legs crossed leisurely, and he was flipping through a brochure. His unhurried appearance was not commensurate with the hospital full of disinfectant.

Song Qingcheng subconsciously touched his belly.

When she came back with the blood test sheet, Yu Tingchuan just closed the brochure and put it aside.

At that moment, Song Qingcheng's eyes were uncontrollable to look at the parts of his hands, the outlines are good, the bones are distinct, he rolled up a few stacks of shirt sleeves, and the steel watch on his wrists made him look serious and casual.

Hearing footsteps, Yu Tingchuan raised his head.

"It's past twelve o'clock, and the doctor seems to be off work." After saying this, Song Qingcheng paused. He seemed to think of something, and smiled embarrassedly: "I mean the general doctor. There is nothing wrong with the blood test. If the doctor can do it. , You should be able to perform surgery in a while."

Yu Tingchuan talked: "Don't want this kid?"

"..."

He asked so suddenly that Song Qingcheng didn't react at first, but then she pulled the corners of her lips and said quietly, "That can't be kept either."

"Don't like children?" Yu Tingchuan asked.

"Too cumbersome," Song Qingcheng pretended to be relaxed: "I can't eat enough myself, so I can't take care of it."

After the words fell, it was quiet for a while.

Song Qingcheng lowered his head again, pressing his lower abdomen with his hand: "Instead of being born unwelcome, it is better to leave quietly like this. I know how difficult the road I have traveled, and I don't want it to repeat the same mistakes, and endure with long eyes. Big."

After saying this, she felt an unprecedented depression in her emotions, and she did not want to continue to stay like this: "The doctor may still be waiting, let's go."

Want to leave, but the person is dragged.

Yu Tingchuan had already stood up, Song Qingcheng might as well, the two of them were touching each other face to face.

She lowered her eyelashes and did not look at his eyes, but the reddish eye circles did not escape the man's attention. Yu Tingchuan wore a steel watch's big hands and gently pressed her waist, the man's low voice sounded in her ears. : "Isn't there a way to avoid repeating the same mistakes?"

In the breath, it was the breath of the man, mixed with the smell of tobacco, which did not feel unpleasant, but made her feel very relieved.

It's just this peace of mind that she doesn't dare to be greedy.

Song Qingcheng tried to push him away, but failed. Instead, he was held tighter.

Yu Tingchuan asked again: "I really don't like children?"

"dislike."

She answered decisively.

Yu Tingchuan lowered his head and looked at her somewhat pale face: "Don't like the pictures of the children?"

Song Qingcheng no longer avoided his eyes, staring at the man's dark pupils, and asked, "What if I like it? Like is the cheapest thing in the world. Some people pay a heavy price because of one sentence." , Her voice lowered: "I can be poor, but I can't let my children experience this."

Yu Tingchuan said, "If I like it, I'll be born."

This is too casual.

It's like looking at a gourd in a vegetable market, and if you like it, you can take it home after you pay.

But having a baby is not buying a gourd.

Song Qingcheng repeatedly chewed the meaning of the words Yu Tingchuan, his heart beating faster and faster, and a vain smile appeared on his lips: "Give it to birth, do you want to marry me?"

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The codeword speed is not fast, and I go to work during the day. I feel sorry for everyone. I can only change half of it first, and there will be one more late. Don’t stay up all night, you can watch it again tomorrow!