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Instead of letting go of her, the man kissed her more violently.


Like a remnant cloud, it flicked over her mouth, along her cheeks, all the way to the roots of her ears.


The wet feeling made Su Wanwan's whole body tight.


As if she could no longer breathe, she was gasping for breath, but she couldn't control the suffocating feeling of Su Su Ma Ma.


She struggled, but she could only endure it.


I don't know how long it took for her body to confine her to relax. Su Wanwan didn't dare to relax, and used all his strength to push the person away.


She got up and ran to the side. She didn't see the way in a panic. She knocked her leg on the coffee table, and she yelled out in pain.


Su Wanwan couldn't look at her legs and turned and ran upstairs.


Jiang Chengzhan felt tight when he heard the shout, and hurriedly went to see her injury, but his eyes froze on a small bottle on the coffee table.


He had seen the little bottle with the purple pattern more than once.


If he guessed right, it was the contraceptive pill.


Su Wanwan ran for a few steps and didn't hear a sound. Suspicious in her heart, she stopped and looked back.


Seeing the man took a small bottle from the coffee table.


My heart sank suddenly.


She cleaned up the dressing table in the afternoon and found that there was still a bottle of contraceptives that hadn't been thrown away. Later, when she heard the phone rang, she took the contraceptives in one hand and went downstairs, and put it on the coffee table.


Now it is the bottle in Jiang Chengzhan's hand.


Jiang Chengzhan, who was previously stupid, shouted for a baby every day. If he had been awake long ago, then the idea of ​​wanting a baby was his true heart.


Now I see the contraceptive pill...


Su Wanwan bit his lip and settled in place.


The man must have misunderstood that she kept eating that kind of food.


In fact, it was a bottle of short-term contraceptives, which must be taken after the long-term contraceptives were stopped. She stopped after taking it for three months.


It also stopped for three months.


The air pressure in the room suddenly increased, and the air seemed to be still. The man's deep eyes didn't know how long he stared at the small medicine bottle before his gaze slowly fell on Su Wanwan's face.


The voice came out with a hoarse that was difficult to suppress: "You have been eating this all the time?"


Su Wanwan didn't know what to say, so she could only remain silent.


Jiang Chengzhan gave a wry smile and asked again: "So, you never thought about having a baby with me?"


The expression on the man's face was very hurt, his eyes seemed to be quenched from poison, and he was cold and distant. Su Wanwan's body shivered uncontrollably.


She wanted to explain, she didn't.


She has been preparing for pregnancy a long time ago, and she has been taking folic acid.


But I couldn't say anything to the point of my lips.


Perhaps this is the opportunity for the two to break up.


Su Wanwan took a deep breath, closed his eyes vigorously, and said again in a calm voice that was as calm as he could: "Yes, I never thought about giving birth to a child that belongs to you. I have always lied to you. I started to coax you to wear a condom. After you refused to wear a condom, I started taking medicine. It's as simple as that. Are you satisfied?"


satisfied?


Jiang Chengzhan stood up and nodded. He was satisfied. He had never been so satisfied.


He threw the small medicine bottle into the trash can, and without seeing Su Wanwan, he raised his foot and walked out.


The man's originally straight back was a little bent, his steps were heavy, he walked out of the house step by step in the dark, and finally melted into the night.


Su Wanwan seemed to be pushed a little bit and had to chase him a few steps, but in the end he just stopped at the door.


She knew that the man was disappointed and sad, and would never come to her again.


This is exactly the result she wants.


But why is it so uncomfortable in my heart?


At ten o'clock the next morning, Jiang Chengzhan was sitting in the office to deal with work. He had a hangover last night, and now he still has a headache. He raised his hand and pressed his eyebrows. of.


Qin Mingyang took a document over, put it in front of him, looked down at Jiang Chengzhan's expression, and felt that something was wrong.


Jiang Chengzhan raised his head and glanced at him, his eyebrows tightened and he was a little impatient.


Qin Mingyang didn't understand what he meant. Jiang Chengzhan didn't even have that impatience. He trembled while holding the file, and his voice was unusually indifferent, "What is this?"


"Oh," Qin Mingyang explained, "Didn't you say that you want to develop the land in the East City as soon as possible? You also said a gift for my sister-in-law..."


Qin Mingyang hadn't finished speaking, Jiang Chengzhan's face had turned from yin to black, and Qin Mingyang was so scared that he didn't dare to talk about it again.


Last night, he watched Jiang Chengzhan back to Su Wanwan's small villa, saying that he was picking up his wife back to where he lived. What's the situation today?


Although Qin Mingyang was puzzled, he didn't dare to ask more. Seeing Jiang Chengzhan didn't speak, he quietly retreated.


"My wife, have we stayed here forever?"


I still remember the words he asked when he and Su moved to her small villa late on the first day. They were lying on the bed.


Su Wanwan was confused at the time, and asked him, "Isn't it okay?"


At that time, he thought about it and said, "It's good, but when I grow up, I must buy you a house larger than my hometown when I make money."


Su Wanwan laughed very happily. He remembers it very clearly until now: "Then don't forget what you said today, don't you really make money in the future, but you dislike me and put me on the table."


"No, no," he lay down next to her and said to her: "Zhanbao likes night and night, and night and night also likes Zhanbao. From now on, we will be together for the rest of our lives and will never be separated."


...


The first thing he did after he was sober was to see his grandfather, and the second thing was to choose a place and plan to build a house more spacious than the Jiang family's old house and give it to her.


Now that the place is selected, the project is about to start, but...


Jiang Chengzhan lowered his head and flipped through the papers on the table. He had the intention to think, but is it rare?


The more irritated he watched, Jiang Chengzhan casually threw the file aside.


咚咚咚...


Hearing the knock on the door, he did not lift his head, and shouted: "Jin-"


He used to be the most comfortable assistant in his work. He was smart and capable.


Fortunately, Jiang Yushen didn't replace her, and helped him secretly a lot this year.


Assistant Zhao Qing walked up to Jiang Chengzhan and remained silent for a while.


Jiang Chengzhan raised his head, not as indifferent as he was towards Qin Mingyang, but his voice was still somewhat alienated: "Something?"


Zhao Qing seemed very embarrassed and explained the matter first: "Mr. Jiang, I'm very sorry. It stands to reason that you have just returned. I shouldn't mention this, but..."


Jiang Chengzhan didn't have time to listen to her long talk, so he set his hand: "Talk about the main point."


Zhao Qing paused, "That's right, I was married last year, and recently I plan to have a child, so... You know that the CEO has a lot of work, and I may not be able to do it anymore. I want to tell you The human resources side is hiring first."


Jiang Chengzhan looked at her absently and did not speak for a long time.


Zhao Qing is a very intellectual woman, she also looks very beautiful, these are not the point, the point is that she always knows what she wants.


I also have a good plan for my life.


Work well when you need to work, and when you need to have children, you just want to have children.


I don't know how many people want to come in at the position of assistant to the president's office of the Jiang Group, but Zhao Qing said that he would not do it.


Jiang Chengzhan felt a little sorrowful, and then thought of the bottle of medicine on the coffee table last night.


If Su Wanwan also has a child of his...


Jiang Chengzhan's fingers shaking the pen uncontrollably.


Zhao Qing felt that she was wrong. Why did Jiang Chengzhan keep looking at her, her hands still shaking?


She just resigned early, and it would take two or three months to complete the handover.


What does Mr. Jiang mean?


"Mr. Jiang-"


"Mr. Jiang-" Zhao Qing tentatively yelled twice.


Jiang Chengzhan returned to his senses and pressed his thin lips, "Oh, I see, you can recruit people with the manpower, and leave at any time when the handover is complete," he paused, "In fact, you don't need to go, let manpower arrange one Relatively relaxed position."


Zhao Qing felt embarrassed, "Mr. Jiang, this..."


Jiang Chengzhan raised his hand and rubbed his temples, "The salary can also be increased a bit more, just press... to go at the manager level."


At this time, Qin Mingyang was looking for Zhao Qing at the President's Office, "Where is Zhao Qing?"


A colleague told him: "Zhao Qing went to see Mr. Jiang."


Qin Mingyang was taken aback for a moment, and his face changed in an instant: "Isn't she going to say that she resigned, she told her not to make trouble at this time, she has to go, probably hit the gun."


He said, ignoring the strange eyes of his colleagues, and walked directly to the president's office, "I'll go and see, if she gets scolded, I can save her."


As soon as Qin Mingyang walked to the door, Zhao Qing came out.


Qin Mingyang pulled the person aside without hesitation, and looked up and down: "Are you okay?"


Zhao Qing is still ignorant: "No."


Qin Mingyang said strangely: "Mr. Jiang didn't scold you?"


Zhao Qing was also wondering: "No, he said that he would change me to a relaxed position, and also gave me a salary increase."


She didn't say that based on the manager's salary, the company's people are so messy, she dare not talk nonsense.


But the manager's salary is calculated based on the annual salary.


I don't know what Jiang is thinking.


"Processing capital?" Qin Mingyang was even more confused, "What on earth did you say, how can you still process capital without being scolded?"


Zhao Qing pretended to be mysterious and said: "Secret."


Qin Mingyang sighed as he watched the president's office, and suddenly wanted to understand something, which was probably related to his sister-in-law, so he had to find a way to find out.


In a blink of an eye, half a month passed. During this period, Su Wanwan hadn't seen Jiang Chengzhan once, nor had the two of them contacted him through any communication tools.


The bodyguard at the door has changed two or three times, but no matter how she rushes or scolds others, she just won't leave. When the time comes, she will change the guard and eat when the time comes, but she is very dedicated.


In the end, Su Wanwan could only compromise. When would you like to stand and go, she still tried to be safe in the house.


But it takes a little effort to go out, climb the window every time, and pack the clothes that I like to wear in a backpack.


Today she looked at the tall window and didn't want to climb anymore, so she carried her handbag and planned to go out from the front door swaggeringly.


Su Wanwan stepped out one foot first, but neither of the bodyguards stopped her. She felt that there was a door, and then stepped out one foot. No one cares about her. Su Wanwan was happy, and she was almost at the door. Jump up.


But why didn't you stop her?


Su Wanwan was surprised. She turned her head and asked the tall bodyguard on the left: "Hey, what are you doing, don't you stop me?"


The tall bodyguard spoke sonorously and replied: "Mr. Jiang said, you will not be restricted from traveling in the future."


"No restrictions?" Su Wanwan almost cursed, she jumped the window for half a month, "Why can't you say it earlier?"


The bodyguard murmured in his heart: You didn't ask, but he only dared to vomit in his heart, but he didn't dare to say it. .

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