The ex-wife is so attractive that the abstinent rich man is driven crazy every day

Chapter 727 What if they have no child?



Chapter 727 What if they have no child?

"Okay, I believe in Mommy's medical skills. Didn't you say that Mommy is omnipotent?" Fu Han looked at the little girl's troubled face and said warmly, "Don't you have confidence in Mommy?"

Tang Nuannuan shook his head.

"Brother Yan Jue almost died just now! It's all because of those two bad women. Nuan Nuan hates them! If her father hadn't arrived in time, Nuan Nuan would have been beaten by her! Brother Yan Jue was afraid that Nuan Nuan would be beaten. The bed blocked me and I suddenly felt uncomfortable..."

A three-year-old girl speaks clearly and has clear expression skills!

Describe clearly what happened in the ward.

Fu Hanshen's face turned cold, "Don't worry, the bad guys will not end well!"

"what have you done!"

After Yan Lu answered the phone, she rushed to Le Jiaqi's room and slapped her face away.

"Mom, what did I do? Why did you hit me!"

Le Jiaqi covered her face and looked at her in disbelief.

She didn't expect that her mother, who she loved so much on weekdays, would suddenly burst into her room indiscriminately and slap her in the face!

"What did you do when you took Zhou Xuewei to the hospital today? You are in your twenties and you bully even children. You know that Xiao Jue fell ill in the hospital today and almost couldn't be saved! If he really died because of you, Do you think your uncle and aunt will let you go and let our family go?" Yan Lu was extremely angry. Their Le family, for so many years, relied on the Yan family to have such status and wealth! My husband is now a supervisor at Yan’s!

A hint of guilt flashed in Le Jiaqi's eyes, "Mom, I didn't expect such a result. I just listened to your words and went to visit Xiaojue."

"I asked you to visit Xiaojue because I wanted you to behave well in front of your uncle and aunt and get close to Xiaojue. But what happened? Xiaojue almost died because of you! You want to make me angry to death, don't you?"

Although she has a good relationship with her younger brother Yan Kang, if his precious son is involved, no one will have any affection for her.

"Mom, I know I was wrong. I didn't expect this to happen. It's all because of that stinky girl. It was she who hit me with an orange first and stained the couture dress I just got. I was so angry that I couldn't control my emotions... "

"Do you know who Mr. Fu is? How dare you mess with his daughter? If he does anything to you, your uncle and aunt's pleas will be useless. You are simply seeking death!"

Le Jiaqi didn't know Fu Hanshen's identity, but she knew it clearly.

That big shot is very comfortable in both business and political circles.

Trying to crush them to death is like crushing an ant to death!

After hearing this, Le Jiaqi turned pale and finally understood the seriousness of the matter.

"Mom, I really didn't do anything. It was that stinky girl who beat me."

As he spoke, he revealed the bite marks on his arms and the light bruises on his eyes.

"I can't fight back even if I hit you. You clean up quickly and come with me to your uncle and aunt's house tonight to plead guilty. If they don't forgive you, you will remain on your knees! Until they forgive you."

"Mom!" Le Jiaqi thought of Zhou Xuewei's words and hesitated, "Didn't you say that my uncle and aunt love me very much and treat me as their own?"

"How many years ago did this happen? They had no children at the time and they were just joking. Now they have a son. No matter how much they love you, they can't love you as much as their biological son!"

Le Jiaqi clenched her fingers and said quietly, "What if they have no child?"

Yan Lu's expression changed several times, and he shouted, "What nonsense are you talking about?"

"Mom, if he dies and my uncle and aunt have no hope, they will definitely value me again. Maybe I will inherit the Yan family's wealth. Aren't you moved?"


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