Chapter 1145: My son, San Ye's!

He felt that even if he were to die, he had to be a clear ghost, and he couldn't explain nothing, and the confusion would be gone.
"Really?" Jun Shiyan smiled, his long and narrow eyes sharp like a knife: "What about that dress? What's the matter with that dress?"
Xu Xi looked at the clothes he took off and threw them into the trash can, and didn't dare to hide it anymore: "This dress was given to Ji Fanchen by Miss Ling. I think you liked this dress very much, so you didn't dare. Tell the facts for fear of making you sad."
"You're so talented, are you guessing my mind?" Jun Shiyan's eyes became more and more condensed.
It's so ridiculous, he will be sad, he will be sad because of that woman, buying clothes for other men, and not buying clothes for him, where did he get the conclusion.
"Xu Xi dare not." Xu Xi said again, looking at the man, that everything that should be said was made clear, and would no longer excuse himself: "Please San Ye punish."
Jun Shiyan let out an angry growl: "Get out!"
"Yes." Xu Xi replied respectfully, knelt on the ground and took two steps before daring to stand up and leave quietly.
He knew that San Ye was angry. It was the first time that he had been with San Ye for more than ten years. He saw that San Ye became so angry. He also knew that he did something wrong this time.
But he did it. He knew he was wrong, but he wouldn't regret it. No matter what punishment he was going to face next, he would just accept it.
"Get back." Jun Shiyan shouted again angrily, kicked the trash can in front of his eyes, bit his back teeth and squeezed out a sentence: "Take it out and throw it away!"
Does he rarely wear the clothes she bought?
He is not rare!
Xu Xi took the trash can and stood outside for a long time until the sky dimmed and there was still no movement in the house.
He turned his head cautiously and saw that the man was still sitting on the sofa. It had been an afternoon, and the third master was sitting there without moving.
Even standing at the door of the living room, tens of meters away from the sofa, you can still clearly feel the constant low air pressure on the man's body constantly pressing on the air around him, making it difficult for people to even breathe.
After he figured it out, he was a lot more indifferent. The fearful feeling disappeared. If the third master wanted to punish, he would punish him. Anyway, sooner or later, he would not be able to avoid it. Since he could not resist, he could only wait for that moment with peace of mind.
At dinner time, as a qualified assistant, he knocked on the door and looked at the man: "Master, what do you want to eat tonight, I will let someone prepare it."
Jun Shiyan didn't even look at him, but said coldly: "Get out."
"Yes." Xu Xi didn't know if his punishment had not arrived, or the third master was not ready to punish him.
According to San Ye's temper, he made a big mistake this time, it is absolutely impossible to let him go so easily, but now San Ye is worrying, and there is no time and mood to clean up himself.
The sky darkened a little bit, and when it was completely dark, it started to rain again, and the cold wind blew in, making it a bit cool.
Holding an umbrella, Ling Sheng ran back, watching Xu Xi standing at the door, frowning strangely: "What are you doing, isn't it cold? Enter the house and stand."
Xu Xiyouxin didn't say anything. He made a big mistake and made him angry. If he said more, he felt that Sanye would have to punish him anyway, and there was nothing wrong with adding a little crime. He completely became a death row inmate.
He looked at Ling Sheng, lowered his voice and reminded her: "Miss Ling, San Ye knows about you, he is very angry."
What should be said, he has already told her, and the rest, she will ask for her own blessings, she and San Ye's affairs, not his subordinates have the ability to interfere.
"I see." Ling Sheng replied. It was raining and it was quite cold. He looked at Xu Xi: "Don't stand here, go to your room."
Angry?
How can he be angry?
Xu Xi is standing here because of him. Will he anger others when he is angry? Who is used to him!
In the living room, the lights are not on.
When Ling Sheng entered, his eyes had not adapted to the sudden darkness for a while, and he subconsciously wanted to turn on the light.
"I'm back." Jun Shiyan's cold voice suddenly sounded in the quiet living room.
Ling Sheng was taken aback. Xu Xi only said that he was angry, not that he was like a ghost. In the living room, after his eyes adjusted to the darkness, he saw the black figure sitting on the sofa and frowned. , Hmm.
"Ling Sheng, you suddenly came back to find Ah Qi and tried your best to get close to me. What do you want to do?" Jun Shiyan suddenly calmed down at this moment, even a heart that has been irritated and jealous of pain. Miraculously calmed down.
"Jun Shiyan, if you give me your son now, I can leave now." Ling Sheng sneered and curled his lips, his voice with obvious mockery.
"Aqi here for you? You will never think about it in this life." After Jun Shiyan finished speaking, he turned his head abruptly, and his deep, condensed eyes fell on her stomach like a knife, and said mockingly: "You're more than that. Qi, a son, don’t you still have one in your stomach?"
Ling Sheng only felt that his gaze was like a cold knife, cutting her heart with blood. The more this time, the brighter the smile, and he said, "Mr. Jun I, you know, I have always been greedy, I want Xiaoqi, this in my stomach, of course I want it too."
Jun Shiyan heard her personally confess that the suppressed fire erupted like a volcano. Once she found a vent, she could no longer contain it. What she said was like a knife, and the knife could cut blood. "Miss Ling tried her best to approach me and seduce me. Could it be the father of this child who made you sad and desperate? Do you want to find him a stepdad before he is born?"
"No." Ling Sheng looked at him with a brilliant smile on the corners of his lips, an ethereal voice, every word, and his words clearly: "I officially announce that he is dead! At this moment, he is dead in my heart. !"
The room was very dark and dark, but Jun Shiyan could clearly see the light in the woman's eyes, a little bit of dying, like dead ashes, without any look, it was the barrenness left after the despair.
At this moment, he started to panic inexplicably. Seeing her raising his foot to leave, his eyes flashed and dimmed, and his voice became more and more ruthless: "Miss Ling should leave here. I don't welcome you here."
It's so ridiculous. She came to seduce him with someone else's child, and came to live with him. Is it because he was being taken advantage of?
"As you wish." Ling Sheng's voice was full of cold self-deprecating self-deprecating, and the air between his breaths instantly turned into cold blades, which pierced every part of his body from the throat. The corner was dripping with blood.
Jun Shiyan watched the woman straighten her back, with an indifferent attitude. In an instant, her heart burst suddenly and it hurt to suffocation.
He tried to stabilize his emotions, raised his foot and walked towards the study, he couldn't stay here, he couldn't stand it anymore.
He didn't know, she was the one who did the wrong thing. She was pregnant with someone else's child and came to deceive him. She was a liar.
Why should he be heartbroken for a liar? Is he crazy? Have her demon?
Standing outside, Xu Xi clearly saw the two figures running in opposite directions, both decisively leaving no leeway, sighed, and looked up at the floating rain.
He didn't expect that San Ye would fall in love quickly and fall in love with Miss Ling in less than a week.
He didn't even expect that Miss Ling was actually pregnant, and it must be an impure goal to bring someone else's child to the third master.
The two of them met at the wrong time. Did they miss it after all? Is it impossible anymore?
Ling Sheng actually had a lot of things, two large suitcases, plus she also bought a lot of things, all stuffed into the suitcase.
"Miss Ling, let me help you!" Xu Xi walked to her respectfully, taking it as the last time to help her, and I am afraid that there will be no chance again.
"No." Ling Sheng looked at him with a smile, and insisted: "Xu Xi, thank you for the past few days, thank you just now."
Xu Xi was not as embarrassed by her politeness, but she was a little happy in her heart: "No thanks, Miss Ling, there will be some time later."
"There will be a period later." Ling Sheng alone, dragging two large suitcases, resolutely walked into the rain, without the slightest nostalgia.
She had already called Brother Chen, and he and Xiaoye would come to pick her up soon, otherwise, the two suitcases would be exhausting to her.
Xu Xi looked at the thin figure of the woman, dragging two large suitcases that were heavier than her, and still couldn't hold back, raising her foot and going to help. Before she could shout out, the phone rang and Anyan called Incoming call.
An Yan's voice was very anxious: "Where is Madam? Is Madam still at home?"
Xu Xi frowned strangely. She was dazed. What nonsense was she talking about, and asked him, "What madam?"
"Miss Ling, that's Miss Ling." An Yan changed her name quickly.
"Go, San Ye was angry and drove her away." Xu Xi sighed deeply and looked up at the figure who had already left the door.
An Yan's anxious voice changed: "Catch it back, hurry up and chase people back!"
"Are you crazy? Do you know what she did?" Xu Xi lowered her voice, fearing being heard by the people in the house, and even more afraid of being heard by the people who had just left at the door: "San Ye has been stunned by others. Putting on a green hat, he almost changed into Pan Xia, and chased him back, you think there is a grassland above San Ye!"
An Yan: "Don't talk nonsense to Laozi, hurry up and chase people, otherwise, San Ye will regret it for a lifetime."
Xu Xi finally got the point: "What do you mean?"
An Yan gritted her teeth and screamed: "Fuck, San Ye's, the child in Miss Ling's belly belongs to San Ye!"