Wen Ruyan has always been very arrogant. She is just a mentally ill. She is not afraid of me at all. Her life is so bad that she is naturally not afraid of fighting with me.

But she lost Gu Tingchen's life. After she said something that would be better if she could not get ruined, she suddenly covered her face with her hands and cried out, "How could it be Tingchen who suffered this for you?"

I have also thought about this question.

I reached out and wiped the rain on my face, stared at the location on the mountain and said, "If you have a little kindness, as long as you have a little bit, Gu Tingchen would not be like this now!"

Wen Ruyan is too selfish, too evil, too bad!!

Suddenly I felt very tired. I retracted my gaze and stared at Wen Ruyan, who was covered in scars, and said to the assistant who had been guarding one side: "You will personally take her to the police station later, and find out what happened to her hit Chen Chu that year and let the lawyer sue her for death!"

The assistant whispered: "Yes, Mr. Shi."

I shouted at him with exhaustion: "Jiang Chen."

"I'm here, Shi Zheng."

The summer rain is not cool at all, but deep down I feel ice and snow.

I asked him: "How many years have the Shi family been rooted in Wucheng?"

The assistant said familiarly: "Mr. Shi's grandfather went to business in 1953, and the Shijia company was officially established in Wucheng in 1973. This year, Shijia has a history of forty-six years."

"Jiang Chen, let's move the company headquarters to Tongcheng."

The assistant's face was shocked. He and I knew how difficult it was to leave a city that had been working hard for many years and accumulated countless resources.

And he accommodated me and said, "Yes, I will arrange it tomorrow."

......

Then the assistant took me back to the villa. I took off my wet clothes and lay on the bed. I had a high fever in the middle of the night. I called the assistant, and he hurried over to take me to the hospital.

The high fever did not go away for a long time. I was half awake and half asleep. I lay in the hospital for three days before I felt a little energetic. So I found the doctor introduced by Chu Xing to do minimally invasive scar removal.

The scars on my face finally disappeared. I didn't have to wear makeup to hide it. I couldn't tell what it felt like. I didn't have joy or sorrow, and I lived like a walking corpse every day.

During my time at Shi's house to Tongcheng, I wandered around the bar every day. I learned to smoke, but the smell was very harsh. I didn't touch it again, just drank a little wine.

Two months later, the Shi family officially completed the relocation, and many families sent blessings, and even the Ye family, whom I targeted, came here with a licking face.

Only no family.

There is no Chairman Gu.

He used to be a good father-in-law and made me everywhere.

No matter who is right or wrong between Gu Tingchen and I, he will protect me.

But now...

He finally blamed me.

I have been having a very sad life these two months. Now the weather is hot in August, and I am particularly irritable. I basically threw all the matters of Shi's family to my assistant and stopped asking about it.

The assistant was originally going to buy me a villa, but I asked for a flat-floor apartment. For the next two months, I stayed at home and broke off contact with everyone.

Until Song Yiran called me.

I always felt guilty about Song Yiran. When she called me, I quickly answered it in my ears and asked with a very gentle attitude: "Why did you suddenly remember to call me?"

"Miss Shi, I can't stand it anymore."

I asked her anxiously, "What happened?"

"I'm in Tongcheng, can you come and accompany me?"

I quickly changed my clothes and went downstairs to stop a taxi to Song Yiran's location. It was an extremely dilapidated old community.

I stood at the door and took a deep breath and knocked on the door. After a while, the door opened. I saw Song Yiran's pale face at a glance.

And a slightly raised belly.

She looked along my sight, raised her hand to stroke her stomach and said, "The child is kept, but he is too fragile."

The child in her belly was finally kept.

I comforted her and said, "It's good to keep it."

She did not marry Shicheng but still chose to leave his children. It seems that Song Yiran's love for Shicheng far exceeded my imagination. She is really a simple and stubborn woman.

I didn't know what to say, so I went in and sat on the sofa and thought for a long time and asked, "Why are you in Tongcheng?"

"Shi Cheng went to S City to find me. I was upset and moved to Tongcheng. I originally wanted to live in a new community, but I like the atmosphere in the old community. Most of the elderly live here, and the time I have been chatting with them every day is over."

Song Yiran was lonely, so he lived here.

I thought about what she said when she called, and I asked her caringly, "You said on the phone that you can't stand it..."

Speaking of this, Song Yiran's face became heavy, and she breathed deeply and said, "The doctor said that my body is not suitable for raising babies again, but now the child is more than seven months old. It would be a pity if he aborted like this. I don't know what method can be used to keep him."

It took the doctor more than seven months to say that she is not suitable for fertility?!

The impossible is that the doctor had already advised her, but she did not listen to her advice until now that she has reached her limit.

I asked patiently and gently: "What did the doctor say?"

Song Yiran poured me a glass of ice water and placed it in front of me. She sat opposite me and said truthfully: "The doctor advised me to abort the child as soon as possible, otherwise if I continue to give birth, I and him will be in danger of life."

Song Yiran's expression showed an inexplicable determination. I asked her a fatal question, "Will you kill it?"

She smiled and shook her head and said, "No."

I said wisely: "Then you should have thought of a solution, otherwise you won't be able to survive until now."

Upon hearing this, Song Yiran was silent. I raised my hand and touched her belly carefully. My tone said with envy: "I have no fertility in my life. If I can get pregnant with a child, I will keep him even if I pay a heavy price."

She suddenly said, "Actually, I have a way."

I looked up at her and asked, "What?"

Song Yiran thought about this question for several months, and she must have a solution, but that method must be terrible.

She calmly said, "Taits are taken in advance."

I was shocked, and Song Yiran held my hand and gently pressed it on her belly, and said in a tone that gave out everything: "I am trying my best to keep him. He has only been more than seven months but has been formed. I want to persist until eight months of caesarean section and leave him behind! Although it may not be successful, it is at least a hope, and a hope for him to live."

It takes courage to have a premature baby with caesarean section, and the survival rate is very low, which is even more fatal to Song Yiran's current body.

Because she had just finished her kidney removal and her body had not fully recovered, she might not be able to walk off the operating table alive for this caesarean section.
Chapter completed!