Wife and daughter died, the scumbag is celebrating the birthday of Bai Yueguang's child

Chapter 363 Don't Go, I Feel Uncomfortable

Ah!

Lin Zhiyi shouted angrily in his heart, but he didn't have enough strength.

Finally, he leaned forward and bit the back of Gong Chen's hand.

Suddenly, Gong Chen grabbed the back of her neck and pulled her directly in front of him.

He narrowed his eyes, his eyes were like fire, desire was churning again and again, but in the end he closed his eyes.

She would hate him even more.

He did nothing, enduring the physical and mental torment.

Lin Zhiyi was suddenly released by Gong Chen and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

After putting a fever-reducing patch on him, she fed him some medicine.

Seeing that he was gradually calming down, she stood up and prepared to go back to her room.

As soon as her body moved, the man suddenly sat up and hugged her from behind, his palms pressed tightly against her lower abdomen.

He tilted his head slightly and rested it on her shoulder, his ears filled with the hot breath of his breath.

Lin Zhiyi was startled and the phone in her hand fell to her feet.

The screen lit up instantly, and it happened to be Liu He's project book.

Lin Zhiyi thought of something and immediately stepped on the screen of his mobile phone.

Fortunately, the man behind me didn't notice anything.

He said in a deep voice, as if in a dream: "Don't go. I feel uncomfortable."

Lin Zhiyi didn't want to pay any attention to him at all, but she couldn't leave.

As soon as she moved, Gong Chen's hands would tighten.

Even if she doesn't care about herself, she can't ignore the baby in her belly.

I could only sit there and let him hold me.

The warmth from his palm was continuously transmitted to Lin Zhiyi's lower abdomen.

Although she knew very well that the child would not move at all, the indescribable feeling was as if the stars had returned to their arms.

With Xingxing, Lin Zhiyi felt that everything had hope again.

Gradually, she closed her eyes.

……

On the other side, a hot pot restaurant.

Li Huan and Chen Jin put the tripe into the pot at the same time.

The two people's cell phones were placed upside down on the table, ringing over and over again, and finally ended with a WeChat message.

Li Huan laughed and said, "Guess who Lin Zhiyi scolded the most harshly between the two of us?"

Chen Jin said seriously: "You."

Li Huan laughed out loud, picked up his phone and said, "Impossible! If you don't believe me, let's compete. Whoever loses will pay for the meal. After all, Lin Zhiyi and I are friends in need. How could it be possible..."

The screen lit up and he counted the emoticons sent by Lin Zhiyi. He found that he had been slapped eighteen times in total.

Chen Jin casually opened his cell phone.

Lin Zhiyi was fairly fair and gave him a stick, but it was better than Li Huan.

Li Huan said unhappily: "Why? I helped her so much."

Chen Jin said calmly: "Because she doesn't want to pay attention to the Third Master, she doesn't want to pay attention to me either. She just posted this emoticon because she was angry."

"You...you are so scary. You are becoming more and more like Third Master." Li Huan stuffed the tripe into his mouth.

As they were chatting, a message popped up on Chen Jin's phone.

He glanced at it with a frown and quickly replied.

"Yes."

Li Huan asked, "Who is it?"

Chen Jin didn't answer, but asked: "What is Zhou Zhao doing recently?"

"I don't know, how about I ask him to come over?"

"No need to go to so much trouble. Do you know what his zodiac sign is?" Chen Jin raised his eyes.

"what?"

"I am a dog."

After saying this, Chen Jin took a photo and posted it to his Moments in one go.

Half an hour later, Zhou Zhao walked in with his suit thrown over his back.

"It's not kind of you to eat alone."

"You are really a dog. What kind of smell on Chen Jin can attract you here so quickly?" Li Huan handed him a set of bowls and chopsticks.

"Go away, are you still friends? It will be difficult for us to get together in the future." Zhou Zhao glanced at the two of them.

"What's wrong?" Li Huan asked.

"After Miss Lin and the young master get engaged, they will return to Haicheng together. The main business of the Sang family is not in Beijing. In the future, apart from visiting Miss, you probably won't come here often. Don't miss me too much."

Zhou Zhao raised his eyebrows handsomely.

Seeing Zhou Zhao was about to dip his dipping sauce, Chen Jin blocked it with chopsticks: "Here is minced garlic."

Li Huan hummed in confusion and was about to speak, but was interrupted by Chen Jin.

"I thought Mr. Sang was planning to develop some big business in Beijing as well."

"Why does what you said sound like there's something else going on?" Zhou Zhao turned his head and stared at Chen Jin.

"After all, the Second Madam and Miss Sang are both in Beijing, so they can take care of each other when there is business." Chen Jin said calmly.

"No, you have a boss in Beijing. Young Master won't be stupid enough to steal Third Master's business." Zhou Zhao said truthfully.

"Your young master doesn't even dare to rob people."

"Yeah, I dare to rob it too."

As he spoke, Zhou Zhao snatched away Chen Jin's tripe with a chopstick.

Chen Jin's face turned black: "It's unhygienic."

Zhou Zhao stuffed the food into his mouth and said, "I'm eating hot pot with you guys, and you're talking to me about hygiene? I didn't take the food from your mouth."

Li Huan chuckled twice, gave his tripe to Chen Jin, and said, "Eat it. If it's not enough, order more."

Chen Jin hummed, picked up the phone and sent two words.

"no."

Zhou Zhao curled the corners of his mouth and sent a message from under the table.

"Master, there is something fishy."

……

The next day.

Gong Chen woke up and vaguely saw someone reading a magazine next to him.

He stood up and rubbed his brows: "Awake?"

The magazine was put down, revealing a face that Gong Chen didn't want to see.

Sang Li.

"Awake." Sang Li smiled faintly, his eyes seemed to say "surprised or not?"

Gong Chen looked for Lin Zhiyi and asked in a cold voice, "Why are you here?"

Sang Li calmly turned a page of the magazine: "Third Master, I took care of you for the whole night, so be polite."

"..."

Gong Chen ignored Sang Li, stood up and walked to the window and lit a cigarette.

Either he hasn't woken up yet, or he is seriously ill.

Otherwise, Sang Li wouldn't be talking nonsense here so early in the morning.

The smoke dissipated, and Sang Li was still sitting there smiling.

Gong Chen said solemnly: "Did Lin Zhiyi ask you to come?"

"Well, my fiancée is naturally a little scared when facing a grown man like you."

Sang Li's tone remained gentle, but when he mentioned the word "fiancée", there was an obvious change in his eyes.

Gong Chen was calm and collected.

He leaned lazily against the windowsill, his figure tall and straight, a cigarette between his slender fingers, the bluish-white mist blurring his face.

But the aura is still dark and dangerous.

Even though Sang Li was right, he could only barely maintain his momentum.

At this time, the door of the master bedroom opened.

Lin Zhiyi yawned and walked out, clearly feeling that the atmosphere was not right.

She put her hand down: "What's wrong?"

Sang Li smiled gently: "It's okay, I just asked Zhou Zhao to bring breakfast over, let's eat together."

Lin Zhiyi nodded and turned to glance at Gong Chen.

He was smoking and his face was unclear, but his superior and deep features, even though hazy, were indescribably handsome.

His tie was loosely draped around his neck, his collar was wide open, and his silence showed his abstinence.

A breeze blew in from the window, carrying the smell of smoke.

Lin Zhiyi frowned.

Gong Chen put out his cigarette and closed the window.

Seeing this, Sang Li looked at Gong Chen and said, "Third Master, come and sit down too."

"Mr. Sang is so polite."

"You are the guest, after all."

Sang Li stretched out his hand and took Lin Zhiyi's hand and walked past Gong Chen.

Lin Zhiyi followed him to the table: "Forget it, Third Master probably won't be used to it..."

"Eat." Gong Chen sat directly next to Lin Zhiyi.

There was still a lingering smell of cigarette smoke on him, and Lin Zhiyi frowned again.

When she thought about the harm of secondhand smoke, especially to the fetus, she immediately changed positions with Sang Li.

Sang Li couldn't help laughing, but still politely handed breakfast to Gong Chen.

"Third Master, Zhiyi doesn't like the smell of cigarettes, and I've been trying to quit smoking recently."

As he said this, he looked at Lin Zhiyi.

When he heard about quitting smoking, Gong Chen thought of what Li Huan said about preparing for pregnancy, and his expression became gloomy.