He pressed her head against his chest, and the hot breath sprayed on the top of her hair, trying hard to calm himself.

After a while, Lin Qianqian said in a depressed voice: "The child is hungry."

"I know." He answered her viciously.

After a while, I looked up at her, my eyes were as hot as the sunlight at midsummer noon, dazzling.

Lin Qianqian blushed and lowered her head.

He pecked her tender white face with his face, and his voice softly: "Lin Qianqian, let's get married."

After saying that, he finally expressed the thought he longed for the most a while.

"Get married?"

"Well, you see, you have children, we should get married too." He spoke awkwardly, and his fair and handsome face turned a faint blush.

He pressed his palm on her stomach, caressed her reluctantly, with a gentle look.

Their children.

This child came too timely, just in time, just as they could get married naturally.

The ring he bought for her was also useful.

Now, she should have no reason to reject him.

As for the things she said that she could not forget and the excuse that she did not want to love again, she had to give way to her children.

With her identity as Miss Lin and her self-esteem and face-loving personality, he believes that she will be happy to accept the marriage.

After all, no matter how strong a woman is, she cannot think of her children without a father.

He was so reasonable and put himself in her shoes.

Getting married is imperative.

"No, I won't marry you." Lin Qianqian answered him firmly and forcefully.

In an instant, Yan Mubei's face turned dark, stared at her, frowned in disbelief: "What do you mean? Do you think your child has no father?"

"Even if he is single, even if he has no father, it is better than learning bad things from you." She said so calmly and ruthlessly: "I will not let you ruin him, don't think he will inherit your career."

Because she was afraid that he would take the child away, and because she was completely disappointed with him, she didn't want to be imprisoned by him for the rest of her life.

After losing control for a moment, Lin Qianqian expressed her truest thoughts.

The contempt and contempt she had for him rolled out with these words in her heart.

In an instant, she and him were stunned.

The fair and handsome man's face turned pale and ugly little by little. He looked at her, and there were too many complicated emotions in his eyes.

There is shock, doubt, disappointment, pain and resentment.

She always looked tall and arrogant, as if he was just an ant under her feet, not worth mentioning, and would not take it to heart.

As powerful as him, he has never felt inferior to his background, but often from her words and tone, he feels deeply that he is competing with her Miss Lin.

It's so funny, what kind of woman does Yan Mubei have?

But she was despised and contemptuous by such a woman, and she still pestered her like a pug, wanting to marry her as a wife and wanting to spoil her to heaven.

Yan Mubei suddenly found it very funny, and he was the big joke.

His heart was cold little by little, like countless small knives cutting his flesh and blood on it.

Because of the pain, he used his anger to hide his injuries and pain.

Why did he show her something that she didn't care about, making her bored?

No, he won't give her the chance to trample on him.

"Lin Qianqian, don't be ungrateful." He pinched her arm and pulled her forward.

He was so close to her physical distance, only one finger away.
Chapter completed!