"But, Xixi...you can't ignore it."

Ning Jue's eyes gradually darkened, and he stared at her without blinking, smiling: "Now I am Guan Xixi, why didn't you see you admit that he is my son?"

Qiu Yinan turned her face away without saying a word.

The air was still. After a while, her face still did not move. She stared at the direction of the sofa and said with a slight voice: "Do you still want me to apply medicine to you?"

Her face was buckled back with a big palm, and the man exuded a low breath: "Tell me, when was it born?"

She pulled his hand off, still silent.

"I have been unhappy with Xixi's surname "Mo". If you don't speak, I will change his surname to "Ning" tomorrow." After he said this, he turned around and left.

She panicked, followed without thinking, and grabbed his clothes: "Ning Juexi, don't do anything randomly. You have a wife. Xixi suddenly changed her surname to Ning. What will the outside world think? Can't you let Xixi grow up peacefully and happily?"

"I didn't say no." He stopped and looked at her with a faint smile overflowing from his handsome face: "The key is that you are strong."

Qiu Yi Nong bit his lips tightly, held his breath, and looked straight at his face. His fingers became tighter and looser, looser and tighter. He looked away and looked away and said, "It was after I divorced you five years ago."

"When you're running around the country?"

"yes."

Ning Juexi looked at her without saying a word.

Qiu Yinong thought he didn't believe it, and then said anxiously: "It's true. I was shocked at that time, but I had no choice. At that time, I was determined to die. I was afraid that my illness would be passed on to the next generation. I was going to take the child in my belly to find a place of sleep for a long time. It was Kou'er who advised me, and she said that the child was also a life. I thought about it, so I gave him to him. Later, I handed it over to Kou'er, who was helping me take care of Xixi until I went to England, and I took her and Xixi to my side."

His narrow eyes narrowed and looked at her, and sneered in a low voice: "Five years ago, after you divorced me, I have been asking people to track your news. According to the truth, your pregnancy cannot escape my eyes. How did you do it?"

She calmly stated: "This is very simple. It was winter at that time, and I wore a lot of clothes and couldn't see it from the outside. Isn't it often reported in the news that a certain female star was not very big when she was about to give birth?"

"You are really capable and have kept it from me for so many years." He stared at her condescendingly, "This is what you owe me."

"I owe you?" Qiu Yinong felt funny and suddenly raised his head: "What do I owe you? If your family knew that I gave birth to Xixi, would they do what they would do? Don't you know? They won't recognize Xixi, they will only abandon Xixi. Your mother's attitude back then has explained everything, what should Xixi do then? He did something wrong, he did nothing, and he would be pointed at by people around him. Is this beneficial to his healthy physical and mental development since childhood?"

Ning Juexi frowned, pursed his thin lips into a straight line, and his slender legs walked towards the sofa, leaving a sentence lightly: "My son must recognize his ancestors."

"No!" She followed him in shock, both angry and humiliated: "Ning Juexi, don't make any decisions about Xixi. He does not meet the requirements of your Ning family. Don't you have a wife? If you ask your wife to give birth to you, it's okay to have a fight. Why do you have to come and grab a Xixi with me?"

He raised his hand and took out the cigarette and lighter, and a few seconds later, smoke was shrouded in his fingers: "Please bring me the medicine."

When she heard this purely commanding tone, she ignored him.

Why couldn't Ning Juexi see what she was thinking? He vomited a cigarette ring and said lightly: "If you want me to live in your house for ten days and half a month, you won't give me medicine."

Qiu Yinong took the medicine over and threw it on the sofa next to him.

He raised his foot and was about to turn around and go to the balcony to collect his clothes. His arm was grabbed by the man, and he pulled her into his arms, grabbed her chin and grabbed her lips.

She was stunned at first, and after she reacted, she gritted her teeth and prevented him from invading her, and her hand was pressed against his chest to push him away.

His fingers could be added, and pinched her jaw from both sides to force her to open her lips. At the moment of kissing, his handsome face stared at her with a resistant and disgusting expression and smiled: "Don't you say you want to marry me? Then you have to be better, don't you? Just like you, give me a look at me at any time. If you want to use me, please please me. If you don't want to use me, kick it away. Then the women outside who cried and shouted to marry me seemed too infatuated with you?"

What?

She didn't understand what he meant, so he turned around and pressed her back into the sofa.

His thin lips covered her lips again, driving deeper.

His kissing skills were skillful and superb, and seemed to have a provocative thought. She was trapped in the strong smell of tobacco and the overwhelming male aura, and could only be kissed. His thinking and breathing were plundered completely, and his head turned into a ball of paste and lost the ability to think.

When the man let her go, she lowered her head and gasped gently, her whole body was soft on the sofa, as if her bones were removed, and her fingers tightly grabbed the man's clothes and almost forgot to let go.

After a while, Qiu Yinan used his strength to wipe off the breath he left on his lips, but he couldn't erase the swollen lips that he had sucked. He couldn't help but chuckled softly: "Yes, other women are infatuated with you, I am promiscuous, but why do you have to hold me and let go?"

"Well, it means I don't like women who take the initiative to get back. You have much more chances than them." His face was quite deep, with a smile, a very gentle smile, and a deep bewitching: "Everything is changing. Maybe one day I will change my mind and want to marry you again. After all, I wanted to marry you so much four years ago, right?"

She stood up and sat up, looking at him sarcastically: "You mean, I'm better behave, you may also get divorced, are you married to me?"

He sat slanted beside her with a cigarette in his mouth, raised his hand to remove the cigarette, and sprayed a sip of smoke on her face: "Everything is possible."

Qiu Yinan raised his hand to slap the smell of smoke from him, and his lips curled slightly. This man is so bad. He has changed for four years. He had directly admitted that he would not divorce and marry her. It was a pity that she thought he was honest enough, but she didn't expect that he didn't play enough and wanted her to be willing to be played with by him. Even such sweet words were shameless.

She saw through this kind of man, smiled coldly, and stood up with her hands on the sofa.

His arms blocked her way, wrapped her waist with one hand, buried her head in her neck, and sucked her breath in a low and hoarse way: "It's thick, my waist hurts so much."

Autumn is strong: "..."

"Please give me medicine." He didn't change his face and said naturally: "Don't you want me to protect Xixi? I ​​have a back pain, so what are you protecting?"

"When did you become so hard at work?" She scoffed: "What do you want to check and protect who you are? Aren't the person below you working for you?"

"What you said, didn't I save you two mothers and mothers by fighting against four today? Who did my waist hurt for?"

His head rubbed against her neck, and his posture was very low, as if he was surrendering or acting coquettish. Although he didn't have much strength to hold her, she didn't know what to do at this moment.

She sat stiffly, in a dilemma, and said coldly: "You know where your injury is. Wipe it yourself. If you can't, go to the bathroom to look in the mirror and see it more clearly."

"It is more difficult for people with low back pain to turn the direction. It is almost impossible to apply medicine to yourself in front of the mirror. It is thick and thick. The kung fu medicine you and I have been polished."

"Ning Juexi, can you have some shame? A man in his thirties can't stand the pain at all?"

He exhaled between her neck, hot: "I was standing and sitting, and it hurts even if I was in my waist. It's even more impossible to apply medicine."

"Then you can go to the hospital and go home and lie down."

"I said that my son is here, and the place where he has a son is home."

Qiu Yinong said something and was blocked by him. He simply stopped talking, pushed him away, stood up, and threw the pillow next to him: "I don't want to wipe it, I want me to wipe it for you, I dream during the day!"

He frowned and took the pillow, stuffed it to his injured waist: "Why didn't you see you so cold-blooded when I protected you, how loud you screamed at that time? Why did you treat me so much now?"

Qiu Yinong ignored him at all, entered his bedroom without looking back, and locked it from inside with cruelty.

Sitting cross-legged on the bed, Qiu Yinong was really afraid that the men outside would stay at home for ten days and half a month. Since being humiliated by him in the hotel for a night, she could not live under the same roof with him now. When she thought about it, she trembled all over and wanted to strangle him to death.

After taking a few deep breaths, she picked up her cell phone and called Yue Chen.

"Miss Qiu." Yue Chen opened his mouth and called her exactly. It seemed that he already knew her true identity.

"Assistant Yue." Qiu Yinong supported his hands on the bed and frowned: "Your boss is here with me. Please take someone away. His waist is injured. He said it hurts very much. You'd better send him to the hospital for a look."

Yue Chen's mind was quick, and his first reaction was to know the boss's thoughts. He immediately said, "I didn't receive a call from Mr. Ning, so I dare not make decisions without authorization."

“…”

Qiu Yinong could see it, so he refused to ask, "Then give me Zeng Yuying's phone number and I'll ask her to come and pick someone up."

"Miss Qiu, are you sure this won't mess things up?"

"Then you come and pick people up!" Qiu Yi was so angry that four years later, Yue Chen has also changed.

After hanging up the phone, Qiu Yinang calmed down for a moment. She glared at her phone and knew that Yue Chen was just an assistant. She shouldn't make things difficult for him in this matter. Forget it, think of other ways.

Qiu Yinong thought of Yin Yimo whom he saw at the cocktail party that day.

Regarding Yin Yimo's phone number, she has it in her cell phone.

"Who?" Yin Yimo's voice came.

"It's me." Qiu Yinong said, "Come here and take Ning Juexi away."

"Mr. Ning? Are you there?"

"Um."

On the phone, Yin Yimo laughed out loud and refused straightforwardly: "That's nothing to do with me."

"Isn't he your good buddy?"

"I am his good buddy, but not his good friend. He wants to find a woman, but I can't stop him. What if he annoys Young Master Ning and makes that aspect so bad, what should he do if he causes trouble for me?"

Who are these people? Why are they all covered in their minds? Qiu Yi was so angry that she exhaled and pressed her chest and said, "He is injured."

Yin Yi said calmly: "I heard that there are those men in black again."

Qiu Yinong remembered that Yin Yimo was a gangster, so this kind of news could not be hidden from him, so he said, "Your brother was injured by someone from unknown origin? Don't you want to help check it?"

"I have had many headaches for these elusive men in black over the years, but this matter is very difficult. All the clues that can be found have been cut off. I suspect it is the person around him."

"Those years?" She didn't understand: "What else has happened in the years when I was away?"

"The men in black have never stopped in the years you are away."

Qiu Yinong grabbed his phone tightly: "Who are they dealing with?"

"Who else can you?"

"Ning Juexi?"

"right."

"How did they deal with him?"

Yin Yimo had already expected it and smiled lazyly: "You can ask him for specific details."

The other end did not give Qiu Yinong time to react, and instantly cut off the phone.

After the two phone calls, she returned in vain. Qiu Yinong sighed lightly and opened the bedroom door. A man was gone on the sofa in the living room. She ignored her and went straight into the study.

She processed some emails in the study, read some special effects plans for some advertisements drawn up by her colleagues, and made some replies. She was a little thirsty and took a mug to pour some water outside.

She found that the bedroom door was open. She remembered that she was closed when she came out before. She couldn't help but walk over and found that there were some broken places on the bedroom, and some dirty places on it. It was made by fighting with the man in black before.
To be continued...