Chapter 4862: Get Married, as Many Times as You Want1

Sister Hong stood in the yard, looking at the man climbing over the wall.

Uncle Cheng took a bath and changed his clothes. Wow, a spirited young man!

He came to see his wife and children with flowers and supplements, and even brought a big diamond ring.

But he came to nothing. Where is she?

Uncle Cheng threw the flowers aside and patted Xiao Mao's head: "Where is she? I asked you to watch her. Where is she?"

Xiao Mao touched his head: "She was still there last night."

Uncle Cheng thought for a while, "Well, she must have moved back to her original nest. I also said that it is inconvenient to move upstairs and downstairs in this villa. It is not as good as the big flat we lived in before."

Uncle Cheng went over and Sister Hong did move back.

But she was not at home. She went to the newspaper office.

Uncle Cheng was shy and didn't dare to go to find her. He just sat in the car and waited.

It was not until eight o'clock in the evening that the driver sent Sister Hong back. She usually didn't go to the newspaper office, but today she had to go because of the bonus.

Sister Hong looked at Master Cheng and smiled, "Is it out?"

Master Cheng was very respectful: "Madam, I'm back."

Sister Hong held her belly and smiled softly: "Who is your wife?"

She walked towards the elevator, and Master Cheng followed behind like a wolfhound.

Sister Hong paused: "Don't follow me, it's useless."

Master Cheng followed with a thick face and a thick face.

In the elevator, Sister Hong held a bag in her hand, tilted her head and quietly looked at the red number above, and then said softly: "Unless you want this child to miscarry, don't follow me."

Miscarriage?

Master Cheng was stunned and stammered: "How can it be so serious! I am the father of this kid. He is only happy to see me, how can he miscarry? Besides, where else can he go except your belly willing to take him in? I am willing to take him in, but where do you say I should put him?"

Master Cheng thought he was making a playful joke, and then he touched his head and laughed. Sister Hong looked at him as if he was a fool.

After a long time, Sister Hong said softly, "Let's just leave it at that, Cheng Zheng. Actually, you still don't understand. It doesn't matter whose child it is."

"Why is it not important? It's especially important to me." Cheng Ye's voice was a little hoarse: "How can you, a woman, say something that makes me angry?"

"Are you angry now?" She smiled faintly.

Cheng Ye wanted to say something, but the elevator door opened and Sister Hong swiped her card to go home.

He also wanted to stay in, but Sister Hong held the door: "Cheng Zheng, we're over."

Cheng Ye was not convinced, and said in a rough voice: "You are pregnant with my child, so you are my woman, and the child is also my child. Without me, where would you get the child?"

Sister Hong didn't want to pay attention to him directly.

She lowered her eyes and looked indifferent.

Cheng Ye was also a little uncomfortable, and his voice was hoarse: "Can't you give me another chance?"

"You don't want it." Sister Hong was always calm: "Cheng Zheng, do you think that others don't have a bad temper, only you do?"

He was depressed and didn't speak.

After a while, Sister Hong whispered, "Don't follow me. I won't be with you anymore."

Mr. Cheng was completely confused. In his rounded calculation, knowing that the son was his meant that the two of them would reconcile, and then raise the child together in harmony.

He would no longer look for a young girl in the future, and would treat her well with all his heart.

In fact, after breaking up with her, it was just like that. It was better to be with her alone than to be with so many women every day.