ten minutes later.

Josnian returned to the ward.

He didn't smoke, but stood at the window and made a phone call.

When he came back, he saw Ye Jiaqi still sitting on the bed blankly, hugging his knees, motionless, stupid, and not changing clothes.

"Ye Jiaqi, don't you like the clothes?" He frowned displeased.

She said nothing.

"Do you have to force me to force you? I force you and you call me worse than a beast. Okay, if you still do this, I will go to your house to bring little Yuzu over and let her see what her mother is doing."

One sentence really made Ye Jiaqi raise his head: "You don't want to see little Youzi! You are not allowed to see her! You can do whatever you want to me, but you are not allowed to hurt Little Youzi!"

"Do you think I want to see that girl? I'll give you another chance. Follow me downstairs for breakfast. Otherwise, I'll drive to your house now."

Ye Jiaqi became excited. She jumped out of bed with her bare feet and messy hair. She rushed to Josnian and grabbed his shirt with both hands.

"Josnian, you have to force me, you have to force me!" She beat him sadly, hit him, and bit him, "Why don't you disappear in front of me? Why... why do you still come to Chicago? Your daughter

I'm about to be born, why are you still pestering me... What does it have to do with you whether I live or die? Can't you just let me go?"

"You don't want to see me, and I'm too lazy to see you." He didn't move, letting Ye Jiaqi bite him, hit him, and wrinkle his shirt.

Ye Jiaqi's eyes turned red, with sparkling tears in his eyes: "I lost to you, completely lost to you, so... I will leave the financial circle, leave Chicago, and you will not come to trouble me again.

,Yes or no?!"

"I have a family, a wife, a daughter, a career, and a stable life, so why should I go to you? What happened last night, I just want to show you, you don't want to be in the financial circle with a stupid head like yours.

The old fox fights. Zhuo Yuanhang is an illegitimate son. His mother has a bad temper. He grew up with cold eyes and insults. His mother is not so much his mother as his baton. He is the woman who uses it to achieve his own success.

Tool. Men who grow up in this kind of environment tend to mature precociously and have more thoughts and intentions than others. But an idiot like you will only show up on the surface."

"Josnian, you shouldn't pull me, you should watch me degrade step by step. Do you know? It's hard to live hard when I work hard, but if I degrade, I won't have to work hard anymore..." There was something in her voice

A bit desolate.

She no longer had the strength to hit him, so she only grabbed his shirt with her fingers to prevent herself from falling.

Her breathing was a little weak, and her hands had no strength.

She didn't even want to speak anymore, she just listened to Josnian's condemnation...

Josnian held her waist to prevent her from falling.

He dragged her to the bathroom, untied her hospital gown, and prepared to change her into clean clothes.

"Ye Jiaqi, you are only in your twenties. If you dare to degenerate, I will kill you. Your daughter is very cute. If you teach her bad, then you will really be worse than me."

He brought new clothes and put them on for her.

He personally put on her bra and skirt, and buttoned her clothes carefully.

The rag doll-like Ye Jiaqi was at his mercy, her silent face without much warmth.
Chapter completed!