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Yin Yijie was standing beside a big boss in a white shirt.

Yes, he was the youngest and coolest of the crowd, with a straight back and a slight thin, spirited look on his face.

Everything was in stark contrast to those bloated suits.

The weather wasn't hot, but it was unlikely for him to be cold while wearing a shirt. He had an extremely capable and capable expression. He was indeed worthy of being the youngest entrepreneur. No matter how one looked at him, he definitely looked like one.

White shirt, he did not wear red, so many red in the house, he did not wear.

Those grey eyes suddenly swept over me with a 'whoosh' like lightning. With just a single glance, it had already split me into two.

His hands were on his stomach and his body was stiff. His head was buzzing.

The only feeling he had was that of the baby kicking him fiercely …

I looked down, wondering what was wrong with the baby.

It had always been fine. Why was it moving so frequently and intensely today?

Could it be the nature of flesh and blood?

Just like how I don't like my parents no matter what, I can't hate them, they are born flesh and blood, flesh and blood …

I looked up, and it seemed, as if he had turned his head, that his gaze had swept over my stomach.

Could a single glance from him be able to make the baby so happy? The baby knows him, he, also saw the baby, he...

"Look, that girl beside Director Yin, he's so pretty."

This voice was filled with a mocking intention.

"She, she is the one who was engaged a while ago, Third Princess Fan, Fan, the real fiancée of Director Yin."

"Oh …"

The high tone of the weird yin and yang, with the long tail, you know what it means with your feet.

I lowered my eyes and straightened my back, but lowered my head a little.

He looked at me, he looked at the baby, and the baby was so happy; he turned his head in a hurry, and I think I was right.

This was enough.

Here, before I get water in my head, I'll want him to do something about it.

However, I suddenly felt that something was amiss. There seemed to be two sharp gazes from the side that were filled with resentment, as though they wanted to pierce through me.

Without turning my head, I looked up at the podium. Fan was not there.

Maybe she wasn't qualified.

He followed Yin Yijie closely, but Fan Kui might not be able to stay by his side as he wished.

Or perhaps, she had a deeper meaning.

He glanced at me out of the corner of his eye. Yin Yiji gave me another undetectable look. His grey eyes were very cold and cool.

But just for a moment, I'd rather be quiet and listen to him.

I wanted to know what he was thinking, though it was inconvenient.

I also want to see more of him, but that may not work.

We really need to avoid suspicion.

I didn't care what he did, I thought he should raise his arms and shout: Baby is my flesh and blood.

It's not like that. Although I don't know what I want, it definitely isn't this.

I'm not stupid, even if it's not for him, I want to think for my baby. I don't want my baby to have an impulsive, blind father who loses everything from excitement.

I don't need to, I don't know. Maybe I just want to wait for him to say something.

Women were actually just as stupid.

Sometimes, it was just for that one sentence.

For some reason, my stomach moved slightly. I suddenly felt like I wanted him to say something.

But he gave me nothing, and with his arrival the laying of the foundation began.

The principal presided over the speech, the leaders gave their speech, and the ceremonial cannons fired.

This was a time to rejoice, though the four lights and shadows sharpened.

It was a day to celebrate, and even the sun was hot overhead.

At the end of spring, the heat and restlessness had awoken.

I stood still, listening to him, silent and expressionless.

He couldn't open his eyes. It was extremely sore.

I don't know, I don't know, what to see when we meet in such a scene.

His hand gripped the knife tightly, his palms were covered in sweat.

"Pa Pa Pa!"

The applause kept ringing, but it was just a gust of wind in my ears. There was no deeper meaning behind it.

"Hello, Miss Makeup!" I'm a reporter for the Awakening Reporter. Can I invite you to take a seat later? "

At some point, a man had come close to my ear, and when he spoke, his breath was in my ear.

According to the intensity of the airflow, he was no more than five centimeters from my ear.

I moved ten centimeters to the side.

I'm not interested in these reporters.

The field was crowded, or I was ready to take a big step.

"Miss Mo, the outside world is guessing that your child's father is that person on the stage, right?"

This reporter was probably one of the 'Eight Commandments' brothers. He was straightforward and did not care about the time and place. It seemed that he had the intention of forcing kindness on Weichang?

No worries, I don't think we need to confirm who was on the stage.

He took half a step forward, the tip of his nose almost touching the deputy secretary's back.

We were both standing at the front, so I didn't have much room to move. Otherwise, it would have been too obvious, or I would have left long ago.

"Miss Mo, if it's really Director Yin's child, what do you plan to do?"

His brother continued to ask, getting sharper and sharper.

Zhou Qingyun turned her head and looked at me. She probably heard it.

There were a few people around who heard it, but no one stopped them. No one said anything was amiss.

It was as if they were all very concerned about him.

"What do I plan to do?"

Ha, I squeezed through half of my body, almost all the way to the first row. Yes, I really wanted to get away from these people; if Zhou Qingyun hadn't been staring at me, perhaps I would have left long ago.

He kept asking the same question over and over again hundreds of times without getting tired of it, forcing me, a expectant mother, to chase him down.

Cold, I treat all these people...

It was no longer disgust, but rather hatred.

His disciple didn't seem to be willing to give up and didn't care about my hatred. He squeezed in behind me, while the rest of the group voluntarily made way for him.

Grasping the knife tightly in his hand, he thought, "I'm on fire."

When the other reporters heard the question from his younger brother, they also started to get restless. I'm really going to get angry.

Some people even asked:

"I heard that you were close with Young Master Yu a while ago, I don't know …"

If you don't know, then shut your fucking mouth!

Am I that unbearable? It's fine if I don't have a wet body, but do I have to be like a mother flower blooming everywhere?

"Miss Lin, may I ask …" "Well, you haven't been sure, but you don't know for sure, do you?"

Some reporters were able to unravel the mysteries of heaven with a single sentence.

Anger!

A huge fire was brewing overhead for no reason. Probably, smoke was starting to rise from the top of his head.

Oh my god, is this considered a coincidence or retribution?

It was such a hubbub the other day that it seemed like the whole world knew I was as lustful as my mother. So maybe my baby's dad didn't even know I was there?

This was the crazy world. This was the journalist who was most adept at catching people by surprise. This was the world where love was everywhere.

Suddenly, I … I... Rubbing my stomach, I suddenly felt, my baby, should I come to this world to endure such a terrible treatment? Maybe I can give him all my love, but I can't create a perfect world for him to grow up happily.

I don't have that ability, so...

"Shua!"

Two pairs of eyes were shooting at me like laser guns.

There was a knife-like sharpness in those gray eyes.

I suddenly shivered. It was so cold! Such powerful martial arts!

The baby seemed to respond, kicking me or scratching me.

When I looked up, my dad was looking at me. It was just the corner of his eyes, but it was so obvious.

I've already exposed half of my body. He can clearly see me.

Then, what did his eyes mean?

Did he think that my thoughts were bad when he teamed up with the baby?

He can feel me just by thinking about it?

Heh, in this world, he is probably the only one who can see through me even more than I can.

He, who knew me so well, who knew me so well.

Then, why didn't you give me a single word regarding this matter …

What do I want to say? The soft talk of the past? Love of the baby? To our baby and to me? Without knowing where I am, I don't even know what I want. Also, how can I beg from him?

Yin Yijie's gaze stayed on me or on me for a while before he slowly moved away.

I can feel it even with my eyes down.

His line of sight, his presence, I couldn't ignore.

The celebration continued, and no one paid homage to the great deductions and lofty guesses of a few great journalists.

No one offered any substantial suggestions for Yin Yijie to spare me a few more glances.

The salute sounded again. The leaders left their seats and walked to the side of the stone that was laid down by Leng Jian. Each of them pretended to wave their shovels in a harmonious manner.

The blood-red veil was half-buried in the dirt, and my heart trembled.

He stared blankly at him as he raised the shovel, as if he was burying something. It was very forceful, very cold, very miserable.

My eyes were wet, and I tried to widen them.

At the side of the stone, there was only a large pool of blood and a shocking "mummies".

His body gradually began to grow colder. Although the sun was approaching, and the air was hot, his heart was gradually filled with a sense of bleakness that caused people to tremble.

I seem to be running away. I don't want to face Yin Yijie here, I don't want to.

He and I, at this moment, are too symbolic to speak or hope for.

I can't guarantee that I'll be able to control myself.

As the leaders move towards the foundation stone, countless reporters surround me from behind. It seems that they want to use my blood as a sacrifice.

Originally, the foundation laying ceremony should have ended here. However, with so many people having come prepared, it was obvious that things would continue.

The delicate blood-red flower at the top of the character "Mi" emitted a blood-colored luster under the sunlight. It was like a bloody blade that pierced the heart and lungs.

"Next, let's begin a short press conference," the principal announced.

I knew that what was coming was finally coming.

"Hello, Director Yin. There is a rumor in the outside world that you donated your money to build this library for a single person. How does this differ from your usual notion of charity? "

The reporter asked very directly.

The group was in an uproar as they waited for the answer.

Zhou Qingyun and the Principal's secretary were both staring at me, waiting for me to show my face and entertain the crowd.

Yin Yijie's cold voice sounded and said:

"Where did you hear that?"

With a booing sound, the passionate reporters were left speechless.

This, was not easy to say.

It was true that everyone was talking about it now, but it was difficult to point it out.

Some reporters threw this question down and switched to:

"Hello, Director Yin. What are your thoughts on the matter of your student getting pregnant?"

"Director Yin, you helped her with so much love and enthusiasm, yet this situation has occurred. I wonder if you would be swayed by this act of charity? There were also those who had always been quite enthusiastic about it in the outside world, hmm … I wonder who Director Yin thinks the father of the child will be? "

The school library was donated by Yin Yijie, and everyone was talking about his charity today, because I was also a small matter under his charity.

However, if you don't understand my philanthropy, then the entire tens of millions of dollars might be wasted.

Listen, there are already people laughing around us.

It was quite interesting to talk about things like this.

Yin Yijie's grey eyes swept across me indifferently as he coldly said:

"I think it would be very bad for a girl who has just turned eighteen to make such a big deal of it. The problem had to be solved, but not with injury as a precondition. No matter who the father of the child is, I think so and correct my point of view accordingly. "

He did not admit nor deny it. Yin Yijie's tone was stiff. It seemed like he would not speak easily.

Me, my heart is beating so fast, I'm so nervous, I'm covered in sweat.

Behind him, there seemed to be two sharp killing intents.

My hatred, deepened.

Yin Yijie was right, this was my personal matter. A bunch of people wanted to treat me like a slut and force Yin Yijie to admit that he did something wrong. This was indeed bad, we should change our views.

"BOOM!"

Slight but sure, the baby was kicking me.

No, just let me know that he was angry and that he was unhappy.

Baby, my baby, since we have never been blessed, we don't need it either.

I stumbled, and someone pushed me out.

Looking back, it was the secretary.

I gave him a faint look.

They could not find anything out of Yin Yijie's mouth, so they prepared to attack me.

Was the school in cahoots with these reporters?

Otherwise, why would there be so many people coming to the school to harass her all day long? Ha, interesting, very interesting!

When the sharp-eyed reporter saw me, the question immediately came up.

However, the questions asked by these reporters were all commonplace and nothing new.

I turned my head. Yes, those people behind me, I have no interest in paying any attention to them.

I turn my head and look at the main platform. From the vice mayor in charge of education, to the vice head of the Education Bureau and the school's leaders, they are all waiting to watch a show, looking at me with calm and collected expressions.

Ha, I know, my audacity, with my five-month-old belly, is a blow to the education system, a disgrace, isn't it?

Actually, the stomach was not that big. It was even worse than a slightly plump classmate. However, it was very eye-catching.

For a senior year student to stand here with his belly puffed up, this was definitely a huge irony for the education system.

I had never thought that this society would be so united. Everyone would be united, waiting for my answer.

Or did Yin Yijie commit some heinous act that made everyone look forward to his death?

I didn't look at Yin Yijie. I just looked at the biggest leader beside me and asked calmly,

"Is everyone interested?"

The people who were originally interested in me, the buzzing flies in the surroundings, suddenly quieted down.

A rather hard-blooded reporter took the lead to break the silence and asked:

"As a matter of charity and the protection of minors, we would like to have a simple discussion that we believe will have some meaning.

"Yin is always the labor model of the entire country. He is very busy at work, and there are probably some omissions …"

"Whoever the father of the child is, he or she should be held responsible. Letting a newly grown girl face her alone was indeed a bit heartless. We hope to use the power of public opinion to play a role of supervision and discipline. I wonder what Boss Yin thinks? "

A certain leader on the VIP stage had spoken. Although his voice was not loud, the words that came slowly from the depths of his heart gave off a very imposing atmosphere.

Ha, your words have a certain level of skill.

I took two steps forward and stopped before the steps. I looked up at Yin Yijie.

Looking at his cool face which seemed to have lost a lot of weight, I, from my heart to my nose, felt a burst of bitterness.

Yes, I knew he was busy, and I knew he wouldn't ignore me and the baby.