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Chapter 22

    

se her request.an hour later, Qin Anan appeared at the Fu family's old house.Qin Anan didn't want to come, but Mrs. Fu asked her to come.Mrs. Fu is not only Fu Shiting's mother, but also an elder.it's...Chapter 22

Tang Qian saw that Fu Shiting was furious, so she added fuel to the fire.

"Shi Ting, Qin Anan fell in love with your nephew Fu Yechen before she married you. In fact, it doesn't matter. After all, many people have a past. But after she married you, she slept with your nephew and put such a big green hat on you. I guess they thought you were going to die, so they went behind your back! "

Fu Shiting clenched his fist with both hands and his face was livid.

he looked strangely angry, with cold eyes, staring at the maternal health file!

"I suspect that the two of them are doing this to get your property. When the doctor wrote you a letter of death, everyone thought you would not live long. At this time, Qin Anan marries you and is pregnant with your child, then your property will naturally fall into the hands of Qin Anan.

the wishful thinking of the two of them is really wonderful! It's just that people are not as good as heaven, and when you wake up, their plans fail. "

"get out!" Fu Shiting roared at Tang Qian.

whether it is what Tang Qian said or not, he feels sick when these ugly things are exposed and exposed.

Tang Qian is somewhat aggrieved, but she fully understands how he feels now.

she got up and left, closing the door carefully.

Fu Shiting's Adam's apple moved up and down, breathing a little hot, reached out and pulled the collar, picked up the file again, and his sharp eyes scanned the content quickly.

at last his eyes fell on the three words "Fu Yechen", and his eyes were filled with murderous intentions.

he always knew that the eldest brother's family coveted his property, but unexpectedly, Qin Anan was the pawn they planted beside him!

and he almost fell into their trap.

his anger rose uncontrollably when he thought of his chaotic night with Qin Anan last night.

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Fu Jia.

Master bedroom.

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Qin Anan sleeps soundly on the big bed.

there was a shrill sound when the door was pushed open.

before she opened her eyes, she was rudely pulled up.

"Miss Qin, it's rude!" The Fu family bodyguard lifted her out of bed.

she suddenly exclaimed, "what are you doing!" Where are you taking me! "

"Hospital, abortion." After the bodyguard gave these four-word answers, she seemed to sink into a cold pool.

does Fu Shiting know she's pregnant

how did he know

who told him that

"where is Fu Shiting! Where is he I want to see him! " Qin Anan cried out in fear, "I don't have an abortion, I don't want it!"

she tried to break the grip of the bodyguard, but Fu Shiting exhausted her strength last night.

the bodyguard carried her to the car and threw her into the back seat, like a piece of waste.

Fu Shiting sat gracefully in the spacious trunk, looking at her coldly.

he threw a piece of paper in her face.

"Qin Anan, you had so many opportunities to get rid of the little bastard in your belly, why didn't you get rid of it Do you love the night so much Do you believe I killed him myself! "

his face was pale and his voice was cold and shrill.

Qin Anan picked up the paper on her face and saw the information she had filled in when she set up the file. She closed her eyes in despair.

when filling in the information about the father of the child, she thought about filling it truthfully.

but Fu Shiting threatened her that if she was pregnant with his child, he would strangle the child himself.

so she filled in Fu Yechen's name.

who knows, it was discovered!

"Fu Shiting, I beg you. Don't make me abort the baby! " Qin Anan's eyes were red, his little hand pulled at his sleeve and cried and begged, "they are not little bastards, they are not."essed the shutter and took a picture. Let's take some more pictures in a different position! ""do you think it's silly to dislike my posture just now" Rilla stood there awkwardly, not knowing what to...