"Four weeks pregnant..." Su Yanyun pointed to the hand of the pregnancy test sheet, slightly shaking.

"I'm pregnant, I'm pregnant..."

The afternoon sun, some dazzling.

The bright pregnancy test sheet reflects a touch of holy white, which makes Su Yanyun's eyes moist.

On the night when she married song Zhifei, Su Yanyun did not expect to be a mother any more, nor did he have the delusion of becoming a real wife.

Song Zhifei, a successful man on the surface, is absolutely impotent. He can't even touch her, let alone make her pregnant and have children.

But at that time, my mother was hospitalized in a car accident, and she was in urgent need of a huge medical expenses.

The stepfather agreed to give the money on the condition that she be his underground lover.

In a desperate situation, who can save her mother, who can let her get rid of her stepfather, who is her savior

So when song Zhifei took out his mother's medical expenses and knelt down in front of her and cried bitterly, begging her to forgive her for her inability to be a man.

Su Yanyun can only choose to forgive.

For three years, Su Yanyun had to endure her mother-in-law's constant teasing and ridicule when she thought of his "kindness" to him.

"The chicken that can't lay eggs" is her biggest shame.

Song Zhifei is good to her, but when it comes to children As if he was trying to cover up the truth that he could not be humane, he would only put all the responsibility on her --

he said in public that she had a problem, urged her to go to the hospital for examination, and he and his mother-in-law condemned her for failing to fulfill the obligations of his wife and daughter-in-law.

Now it's all right

Su Yanyun laughed with tears, "I'm finally pregnant..."

On her wedding anniversary a month ago, song Zhifei took her to the hotel Su Yanyun still blushes and heartbeats when he recalls the night when his memory is blurred. When he comes home, Su Yanyun can't wait to tell song Zhifei the good news.

Hands just touched the door, a familiar woman's voice from the room: "Zhi Fei, I'm pregnant."

The sound

Su Yanyun was stunned outside the door of the room.

Through the open door, she saw an unexpected scene -

her best friend Luo Weimin and her "inhumane" husband were embracing each other on the bed.

"Zhi Fei," Luo Weimin hung on Song Zhifei as a coquettish, "people have your baby in their stomachs. When can you divorce Su Yanyun and marry someone else

"Wait a second," Song Zhifei hooked Luo Weimin's chin. "Su Yanyun's mother is going to die soon. When she inherits the inheritance of the Su family, I'll find a way to get it. Then I'll drive her out and marry you..."

Su Bong Yun almost stepped back and ran into Yan Jing.

No, impossible

How can a min have an affair with song Zhifei!

That's her best friend in college years.

When her life was at a low ebb, it was Amin who introduced song Zhifei to her and helped her solve the big problem.

But the scene I just saw

Su Yanyun's mind was in a state of chaos. She stumbled down the stairs and just ran to the front door when her mother-in-law entered.

"Flustered, to be reincarnated!" The mother-in-law curtly scolded.

Su Yanyun didn't seem to hear her mother-in-law's words. She didn't change her shoes. She pushed the door and rushed out.

"Mom, who are you talking to?" Hearing the news, song Zhifei ran out.

"Who else could it be?" Song Zhifei's mother sneered, "isn't that your lawless daughter-in-law? I've been married for three years, but I haven't had any movement in my stomach, and I still have face... "

"Mom, what are you talking about? Just now Su Yanyun came back? " Song Zhifei's face changed. "She can't have found out..."

She won't find out his adultery with Luo Weimin and hear their "plan"?

"Come on! Catch up with her! You can't let her run! " Song Zhifei called out with a ferocious face.

=======Fainting = = pigeon = = line = = = = = =

according to the Convention, the baby in the belly of a woman can't be a dregs man.

Please put your heart in your stomach, just like a man puts his baby in a woman's belly

Poof! What am I talking about?

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by the way, I'm talking about the super sweet pet article of Jiyou! 》, search for "sweet Simi dew" or "military Young Night favorite: sweet wife, darling! 】As you can see, caring for rare male writers starts from every little angel of us!

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