The Divorce Is Invalid

Luo Juntian has a look at Tang Nuanyang. What happened yesterday? Does that mean artificial pregnancy?

"I see! We'll go now!" Luo Juntian responded indifferently.

He followed the housekeeper to Lao Yezi's room. He leaned against the head of the bed and closed his eyes. Luo Juntian and Tang Wenyang had been standing there for more than 10 minutes, and he didn't open his eyes.

From the old man's serious expression, he was really angry!

"Why didn't you do what I said?" Luo Yuanshan opened his eyes and stared at them closely, and the invisible sense of oppression came.

Tang Nuanyang didn't speak and lowered her head. Although she wanted to say to him loudly, Grandpa, I don't like your arrangement, I don't know if she was really afraid of him or was used to pretending to be clever in front of him. She couldn't make a sound in her throat.

Luo Juntian pursed his lips and said casually, "the warm central face is too thin. As soon as he heard of artificial pregnancy, he blushed and ran away. I caught up with him. I said Grandpa, if you let us do this, tell us in advance, or let us have psychological preparation. It's mainly too sudden.".

Luo Yuanshan's expression obviously eased a little. "Grandpa can't do this. I don't have many days. Before I close my eyes, I have to watch Wenyang get pregnant, so that I can go at ease. However, you quarrel for three days and two heads. During the cold war, one doesn't go home and the other will follow. In this way, let alone a month, I won't be pregnant for a year or two.".

"Grandpa, you don't want to persuade us to have artificial pregnancy." Luo Juntian thought that the old man wouldn't give up so easily.

"I have asked authoritative doctors in this field. This method is the most efficient and effective, and the pregnancy rate is also very high. The only women qualified to inherit your family can be warm central." Luo Yuanshan said loudly.

"Hey, it's really a headache." Luo Juntian expressed his deep weakness to the old man. He felt uncomfortable with the child obtained by artificial pregnancy.

Seeing that Tang Nuanyang kept his head down and didn't speak, Luo Yuanshan asked in a soft tone, "Nuanyang, do you also don't like grandpa's arrangement? You can raise and discuss your opinions.".

Tang Nuanyang thought for a moment and raised his head. "I don't like to conceive a child in this way. I feel like a container.".

It was the first time she had expressed her feelings. After much consideration, she really couldn't convince herself to compromise.

"Your description is really exquisite." Luo Juntian was amused.

Luo Yuanshan showed a trace of guilt on his face. "Warm yang, grandpa is also for you!"

"I know Grandpa, you are paving the way for my future, but the child is a gift from God. You need to let nature take its course. It will be there when it comes." Tang Nuanyang answered lightly, neither humble nor arrogant!

With such a firm attitude, Luo Yuanshan can't help it. I think of what my daughter said yesterday that the key problem between them is different houses. If this problem can be solved, everything will be easier.

"Hey, if you really don't want artificial pregnancy, it's not impossible, but you have to promise me another thing. If you promise, we'll cancel the artificial pregnancy. If you can't promise, there's no way. You have to go to me whether you like it or not.".

Another thing? Luo Juntian and Tang Wenyang thought at the same time. What did the old man think of.

"Grandpa, please tell me what you promised. We have to weigh it before we can decide which side to choose," Luo Juntian asked.

"Things are not difficult, that is, more than three times a day.".

She really wants to abscond now!

After taking a bath and changing clothes, she drove to work.

Luo Jun came to "assistant Tang, make a cup of coffee and bring a paper towel" one day later than her.

His words made Tang Wenyang's body stiff for a while, and several beautiful secretaries showed ambiguous faces.

"Yes!" Tang Nuanyang nodded calmly and stiffly and went to the tea room.

After a while, she came into his office with coffee.

"President, your coffee".

Take off your clothes.

Tang Wenyang raised his eyes in horror, restrained his inner galloping, and calmly said, "president, it's morning. In half an hour, you have a very important meeting to hold and a mountain of work to deal with. For Roche, who comes and goes every minute, it's still work-oriented.".

"Money can't be earned. There are three cases of unfilial behavior. If you don't take it off, I can call grandpa and ask him to find a group of doctors to escort you to artificial pregnancy." Luo Juntian leaned back leisurely. "I'll give you 10 seconds. If you don't want to cooperate, I'll call.".

Tang Nuanyang was frozen there, clenched his fist, took a deep breath, and then took a deep breath.

Now before her were two ways of death, drowning or burning, the same pain and the same humiliation,,,,

Can she cross this barrier?

A horizontal heart

The telephone beside Tang Wenyang's head suddenly rang, almost breaking her eardrums, and she subconsciously turned her head away.

Luo Juntian glanced at the number and put his middle finger on his lips

He silenced her. Who's calling?!

Luo Juntian answered the phone "hello"

"Jun Tian, what are you doing?"

The familiar voice pierced into her heart like a sharp blade.

At this moment, Tang Nuanyang hated him to the bone!

"I'm" Luo Juntian glanced at Tang Nuanyang and said to the phone, "I'm reading the document.".

The opposite Jiang Jinli smiled like a silver bell, "ha ha, I guess so. Do you know what I'm doing?"

"What are you doing?" Luo Juntian asked patiently.

"I'm thinking of you! I'm in Korea now and I'm not finished here. If you have time, take time to accompany me for a few days, honey, I really miss you," said Jiang Jinli.

"Then I'll take the time to have a look." Luo Juntian perfunctory her.

"Well, you're busy, I'll hang up!"

"Good!"

Just as they were about to cut off the phone, a voice that should have been silenced rang, "don't hang up, I have something to say".

Luo Juntian stared at Tang Nuanyang. What does she want, this damn woman.

Jiang Jinli at the other end of the phone was nervous. "Who are you? Juntian, why is there a woman in your office? You clearly said you were reading documents.".

Tang Nuanyang grabbed the receiver in Luo Juntian's hand and put it in his ear with a cold face "Do you know who I am? Jinli, what I want to tell you is that no matter how much you love each other and whether you will stay together until you are old, you will always be a junior. One day luojun died, and the tombstone next to him will not engrave your name Jiang Jinli. Remember it for me and remember it well.".

Tears rolled down her eyes and her face was full of determination.