Qin Zhen didn't expect that Jia Zhaoyang became more and more outrageous as he spoke, and her beautiful eyebrows also became tighter and tighter.

"Young Master Jia."

Qin Zhen spoke out and interrupted him.

"ah?"

Jia Zhaoyang raised his eyes blankly and saw Qin Zhenqing's gaze falling on him, and then said, "Mr. Jia, thank you for your love, but I'm sorry I can't accept it. I have a husband, we are very loving, and our children will be born soon. I don't like someone disturbing my peaceful life now."

Then he nodded, "I have something to do, let's go first."

A gentle and slow tone was like a ruthless knife inserted into his body. He felt a little dazed in pain and didn't want to be disturbed by him...

Seeing that Qin Zhen was leaving, Jia Zhaoyang was very unwilling to accept it. He waited here for five days before finally seeing someone. He was rejected after saying a few words. He felt so sad. Somehow, his head was hot, "Miss Qin, that Xiao Yu is not worthy of you at all. He knows that the child in your belly is not..."

Qin Zhen's look back.

This glance was as cold as frost and snow, with a sharp edge like a sharp blade, and directly cut Jia Zhaoyang's words, making him silence, and he felt like he was afraid to look directly at Miss Qin.

"Huahong, go there and wait for me."

Qin Zhen told his close maid.

"Yes, madam."

Hua Hong was also very frightened. She really didn't expect that the city lord was so... deep love? No... arrogance? No... in short, she, a little slave, inexplicably admired the city lord. From the beginning, he liked Mrs. Xiao, to the dismissing concubines in his mansion, and then to the door for five or six days, his firm intention was really inconsistent with his rumored rumor in the past.

However, the city lord’s last words, Mr. Xiao is not worthy of Mrs. Xiao, and he also knows that the child in Mrs. Xiao’s belly is not... not what?

Huahong didn't figure it out, but she didn't dare to eavesdrop, and stood honestly in the distance and waited.

"Qin, Miss Qin."

Seeing Qin Zhen's snow-like eyes, Jia Zhaoyang felt a little timid and inexplicably weak.

Qin Zhen is already extremely sensitive to children. How much self-control she has used? In the midst of entanglement, pain, despair and torture, the child was finally left behind. Even so, she felt guilty towards Brother Ayu deep in her heart.

She knew that this child was not Ayu's brother.

But she doesn't want others to know, otherwise what would they think of Brother Ayu?

"Young Master Jia, what did you want to say just now?"

Qin Zhenqing asked coldly.

Jia Zhaoyang's eyes flashed and his voice became hoarse.

Qin Zhen kept looking at him, his eyes unchanged, "You said just now, what do you know?"

Qin Zhen asked again.

The atmosphere is a bit depressing and dull.

Jia Zhaoyang was fighting with a war between heaven and man in his heart. He saw that Miss Qin was unhappy, and his attitude was nervous and angry. This shows that this matter is already certain. The child is indeed not Xiao Yu's, otherwise Miss Qin would not be like this.

Who said that Jia Zhaoyang is a brainless second-generation ancestor? It’s really wrong. He has his own scale in his heart.

I immediately gritted my teeth and said, "Miss Qin, I know that the child in your belly is not your husband's."

Qin Zhen suddenly clenched his hand.

She wanted to slap Jia Zhaoyang hard in the face and scold him, "What nonsense?"
Chapter completed!