Chapter 202 You're Pregnant
"I made an appointment with a friend," Ji Lan responded lightly.
"Lan Lan, you and your third uncle?"
"It's just what you saw," Ji Lan responded truthfully.
"He is not your lover," Ji Mingzong is superior to Ji Lan in every aspect, how could he be with her so easily?
A cunning old fox who knows every step meets a bird like Ji Lan.
How true is it?
Not a good person?
She knows!
How could you not know?
Regardless of her status, she was not worthy of standing beside Ji Mingzong.
If I could still think about it before, but now? How dare you?
Jilan touched her lips and nodded slightly: "I know."
"Since you are"
Crack! The wooden door was opened behind him. Ji Mingzong was holding a cigarette in one hand and resting on the door handle with the other, looking at each other from a distance across Ji Lan and Ji Xian.
In an instant, the weird atmosphere in the corridor expanded infinitely.
Ji Lan was caught between the two of them, unable to advance or retreat.
The cold wind passed by and seemed to freeze everything.
After a long time, Ji Mingzong's cold frown came: "You don't know how to call people?"
Of course Ji Xian knew that this was meant for him.
But he is not willing to give in!
"What are you calling? Brother-in-law or third uncle?"
"Holy shit!" Chen Songyang watched the excitement and didn't think it was a big deal. He came to the door and glanced at Ji Xian.
Taught Zhao Jiahuai's arm: "Don't say it, Ji Xian's words make me happy."
Zhao Jiahuai rescued his arm from Chen Songyang: "It feels so good, go and lick it Him!”
"Is there something wrong with you?" Chen Songyang glanced at Zhao Jiahuai as if he were a fool.
Ji Mingzong twitched the corners of his lips: "Nothing can change the fact that you are a coward, Xiaoxian. When I come back after more than ten years of absence, you are still as useless as ever."
Ji After Mingzong finished speaking, his fingertips that were on the door handle grasped Ji Lan's arm and led him into the box.
A door slammed.
Ji Lan stiffened his back and showed no intention of turning around.
Such an action made Ji Mingzong very angry: "You are so reluctant, why should I open the door for you to reminisce about old friendships?"
Ji Lan turned around slightly and looked at him, the emotions he was holding back in his eyes exploded in front of Ji Mingzong in an instant .
She did not explain, but followed his words: "Okay! Open the door."
"Jilan!" An angry shout rang out, and the two people watching the theater in the box couldn't help but Dare to say anything again.
“What else will you do besides standing in a high position and sarcastically speaking to me?” Ji Lan looked at him coldly: “You were standing behind the door when Ji Xian called me, and you listened for a long time before opening the door. Want to catch someone cheating? Are you disappointed that you didn’t?”
Chen Songyang raised his eyebrows. Ji Lan was quite alert.
Ji Lan's eyebrows were cold, and he reached over Ji Mingzong to pick up the coat and scarf on the chair.
After saying a few words, you continue and left.
As soon as the people left, Chen Songyang snorted: "Do you think she heard what we just said? Otherwise, why would the reaction be so big?"
Ji Mingzong's cold and handsome face There were some cracks on his clothes, so he picked up one side of his clothes and chased after her.
As soon as the two left, the box was instantly empty.
Zhao Jiahuai glanced at Chen Songyang: "Is it fun?"
"It's fun! Watching Lao Ji nervous about others is like watching an immortal descend to earth to experience love and calamity. How interesting."< br>
"We are born from the same roots, so why rush it? Sooner or later, you will have this day."
"Will I take the poison of love?" Chen Songyang sneered: "Just kidding."< br>
"I will not take someone home who is not good and obedient to teach me."
In Lanting Villa.
When Ji Lan got home, he got into the bathroom to wash his hair and take a bath. It was almost early in the morning when he came out after lazing around in there.
Ji Mingzong was lying on the bed waiting for her and saw her coming out with a hair dryer.
He took it over and took over her job.
Ji Lan sat calmly on the dressing table and let Ji Mingzong dry his hair.
When the man's slender fingertips wandered over her head, she lowered her head and said nothing.
Late at night, Ji Mingzong wanted to please her. There were endless gentle words and soft words, coaxing her to serve her.
He is like a farmer who is reclaiming wasteland, guarding his one-third of an acre of land, always worried that someone will steal it.
Holding your own grain, rolling on the wheat stack, letting the wind blow away the moon and bring the spring rain.
Ji Lan did not cooperate, but there was always someone who had a way to deal with her.
He wanted to reverse all this by saying "I have a bad attitude tonight."
For Ji Lan, it was difficult to accept.
A man who didn't even bother to settle her.
How does she accept all this?
Until the next morning.
Ji Mingzong left in the morning, but it was only seven o'clock.
Hearing the sound of enthusiasm in the yard, Ji Lan also stood up in a hurry.
Following Ji Mingzong's departure.
His footsteps were so hurried that he didn't even catch up with Jing He after him.
At 7:30, there are artists from the company who are going to appear on the show.
Xu Ying came to the company in the morning and went to the dressing room to give a few words. When she went upstairs, she saw the light in Ji Lan's office was on.
At seven-thirty in winter, it is not so clear when it is cloudy and rainy.
“So early?”
"Have you had breakfast?" Xu Ying was a little surprised when he saw the person.
“Not yet.”
“Go down to eat or have someone deliver it to you?”
Ji Lan glanced at the document in front of him and pondered for a moment: “Let someone deliver it to you? !”
Not long after, Beijing and Hong Kong’s special breakfast was served, and Xu Ying opened the bags one by one.
People who didn't sleep well last night smell meaty smells and their noses twitch when they wake up in the morning.
Stabilize the rising sourness.
I couldn’t hold it back and rushed to the bathroom to vomit.
The sound of retching made her spit out her bile.
Xu Ying was so frightened that she was at a loss: "You are not really pregnant, are you? Have you gone to see her?"
Ji Lan burst into tears and waited for a long time before shaking her head: "No."
"Go and have a look while you haven't eaten yet. The fasting blood test results will come out very quickly," Xu Ying was familiar with the road.
Since she started working as an agent, she has experienced everything except going to the operating table by herself. She found a nearby hospital and took Ji Lan to register for a blood draw. The process was very fast.
Because there were no people around early in the morning, the results came out quickly.
Before she showed it to the doctor, Xu Ying was 100% sure that the test value was 100% positive that she was pregnant.
She glanced at Ji Lan sadly.
"Pregnant," the doctor gave the final result: "When was the last period?"
"On the 15th of last month."
The doctor made a rough estimate : "It's almost five weeks."
Ji Lan's heart trembled. She had a feeling, but she didn't dare to face it. Now that the doctor said it lightly, she actually felt that it was nothing.
The pain that she felt was unbearable might seem like a casual or light thing to others.
How can there be so much unbearable pain in life?
I feel pain because the shackles I put on myself are too heavy.
Throw these away and they are nothing.
“Can I arrange an abortion?”
When Ji Lan asked, Xu Ying's pupils tightened.
It’s not that she was surprised that Ji Lan didn’t want it, but that her words came out too casually.
How can one decide whether to live or die at will?
"Where is the child's father? Do you agree?"
"He was a prostitute! He was caught," Ji Lan made nonsense.
The famous scene is coming! ! ! It’s over half over. It’s over half over