Chapter 5

He Chuyue spent the whole day sorting out Gu Qianqian’s information. When she looked up again, it was already dark.

However, she did not receive any message from Xiao Zhiyan in her inbox. He Chuyue could not help but feel annoyed. If Xiao Zhiyan had not intervened, she would have aborted the child long ago.

Why would she delay her prepared plan for another person’s idea? So her hard work of going to Beijing University every day and blocking the student union’s group chats and WeChat were all in vain? It was not as effective as someone else’s interception before the result happened.

He Chuyue looked up at the sky. Mom, where did you find a big Buddha for me? After being depressed, she hinted that there was no need to get angry about such a small matter. Anyway, she had already prepared for the abortion, it was just a day earlier or later.

Looking at the date, there were still five days before the deadline for abortion given by the doctor, and He Chuyue only had three and a half days of vacation left. Tomorrow at the latest. If Xiao Zhiyan didn’t reply tomorrow, she would make an appointment for the surgery the day after tomorrow.

After making the decision, He Chuyue threw her phone aside, turned on her computer and began to type the contract. But after typing two lines, she stopped and looked at the title with her eyelids twitching. Prenuptial agreement – He Chuyue held her forehead.

What the hell was this? “Didn’t you get enough rest?” Dai Wenchun, who had been observing for a long time, said, “Don’t stay here tonight. Call your uncle and ask him to come.” “No need to ask my uncle to come. I’m fine.”

Seeing that Dai Wenchun didn’t believe it, He Chuyue got down from the sofa, “The final exam is coming soon, and my uncle still has to make the test papers. Don’t bother him. I have plenty of time on vacation anyway .” Seeing that Dai Wenchun was about to say something, He Chuyue went to her window and covered her with a quilt, “It’s almost nine o’clock.

The doctor told you to get a good rest. You have to be discharged tomorrow. Go to bed.” Knowing that He Chuyue didn’t want to listen to his nagging, Dai Wenchun smiled and scolded, “You girl, are you tired of me?” “No, aunt, I like to hear whatever you say.” “Slippery tongue.”

The night was quiet, and the hospital corridor had long been quiet and fell asleep. Only the faint light of the computer was reflected on the window glass of a certain ward. He Chuyue still drafted the marriage agreement. Both plans are ready, and it depends on what the other party chooses.

She raised her head and sighed, looking out the window at the pitch-black darkness, not knowing whether her proposal was right or wrong. The wind howled in the night, and even the stars in the sky were few and far between. A soft cat cry broke the man’s meditation, and Xiao Zhiyan retracted his gaze to the golden shaded cat beside him and waved at it. The kitten stretched and slowly came over, rubbing against the man’s legs, exposing its belly.

“It’s nine o’clock.” The pleasant and cold voice sounded in the quiet study, and the kitten was unmoved, and its tail rested on a pile of documents on the table. Xiao Zhiyan’s eyes followed it, and the first thing he saw was not the experimental data, but the assets and identity information he had sorted out for the whole afternoon and evening.

These words were not only his wealth, but also the promises he made. His slender fingertips pressed on the keyboard, and he lowered his eyes, suddenly remembering the words that his roommate teased him when he was in college.

“You are so boring, I bet you definitely don’t have a wife and children in your future plans.” Xiao Zhiyan didn’t say a word at the time, and now thinking about it, it was true. If he hadn’t delivered smoked sausage to his aunt in the obstetrics and gynecology department, he wouldn’t have seen

He Chuyue in the crowded corridor, let alone discovered that she was pregnant. She was pregnant with his child. In this world, apart from his parents and brother, she was the only life with whom he had a blood relationship. As strange emotions spread, Xiao Zhiyan proposed marriage without hesitation, but He Chuyue seemed very angry and scolded him for playing a joke.

Playing a joke? It seemed that it was indeed not sincere enough. There was no betrothal gift or promise, and the two had not even met a few times. The cold pupils under the long and thick eyelashes were revealed, and Xiao Zhiyan recalled every detail of that night and closed his eyes.

If you have a relationship, you must be responsible, and if you have a child, you must be more responsible. This is Xiao Zhiyan’s concept of marriage since he was a child.

So after that night, he looked for He Chuyue and even bothered her professor, but the transatlantic call could not be reached. Xiao Zhiyan thought he would never have another chance because he was repeatedly tripped by unstable experimental data, but