Fool stand-in

chapter 89: letters

There was a busy tone in the earpiece, and the phone was hung up by the other party.

Jian Qing leaned his body on the back of the chair, put down the mobile phone, closed his eyes and tried to sort out the messy thoughts in his head.

If the little fool really has feelings for Yin Jingnan, he should be very proud, with his background and capital, enough to compete with himself.

So, he had no reason to lie to him.

It turned out that the child in Cheng Wen's belly was his own, and the child he desperately wanted to protect was his own, and he had always misunderstood the other party.

Remembering the man's eyes full of despair and sadness, Jian Qing only felt a tightness in his chest, and there was a faint pain.

But what happened to that anonymous photo...

There is also the voice recorder sent by Yin Jingnan, if it is not a love recording, what is it...

Jian Qing's throat knot stirred a little, his eyebrows were twisted, and his heart was quickly occupied by more anxious emotions, and the most important thing at the moment was to find someone first.

Cheng Wen was not in Yin Jingnan's place, he had no relatives in the capital, where could he go...

Do you still have money on you?

When he was by his side, he couldn't even eat enough...?

There was also the matter of receiving bread every day to fill the hunger, how he had never heard the other party mention it.

At the beginning, he was ready to give him twenty thousand yuan a month, but Cheng Wen himself said no, saying that fifteen thousand was enough, and he felt that it was really enough. <

Later, when he had a child, and the cost of the obstetric examination far exceeded his salary, he asked him to borrow money.

In fact, it was not deliberately bullying him, even that little money had to be calculated with him, but he was afraid that the other party would have the intention of leaving him, so he came up with such a method to restrain him.

Later, he directly gave him twenty thousand, with Cheng Wen's frugal nature, it should be enough for a long time, how could he not even eat enough...

No wonder he has been so thin, only his stomach is growing, and the rest of his body is getting more and more touched.

Two hours later, the flight to China took off, and Jian Qing never wanted to return to that home as anxious as he was at this moment.

When the man is clear, he always likes to leave him alone and ignore him.

The winter days are very short, it is already completely dark before six o'clock, the cold wind is cold, such weather is tormented for a long time outside, wrapped tightly can still feel the cold like a knife scraping on the face.

The noodle restaurant on the street is small, but it is very heated inside, and the seats are full of people, the hot beef noodles are on the lower abdomen, the body is warm and baked, and a glass door separates the two worlds.

The man in the old cotton coat stood outside the door, hesitated for a moment, stretched out his frozen blue hand and pushed the door open, and somewhat timidly walked in, found the owner of the cash register and asked.

"Please... Do you need people here? TThe

boss was a slightly chubby middle-aged man, a pair of shrewd little eyes will Cheng Wen look up and down, seeing that he is young but his stomach is so big, as if he has some strange disease, his face shows some strangeness, "Sorry, no, if you don't eat, trouble hurry out, don't affect our business."