Huayu: I'm reborn, but you still force me to be a scumbag?

Chapter 369 The baby is his, %

Fan Binbing?
After hearing these three words from Qi Yuntian's mouth, Chen Nuo's mind was confused and he couldn't understand it at all.

He couldn't help but ask again: "Who are you talking about? Who is pregnant?"

"Fan Binbing."

"She...Haha, hahaha, fuck, how is it possible!" Chen Nuo laughed out loud, feeling it was really ridiculous.

Will Fan Binbing get pregnant?
He absolutely didn't think that Fan Bingbing, who was known as "I am a wealthy family", would ever be associated with the word "pregnancy".

Even in my previous life, I had heard some messy rumors about Fan Binbing, but the credibility of those rumors was like hearing that Liu and Yu Chengdong were in love. It was either completely impossible or it was very challenging for ordinary people to imagine.

So, after being shocked, his first reaction was to laugh. He didn't believe it at all.

But Qi Yuntian didn't laugh.

Not only did he not smile, his expression was more serious than ever before.

It's not like hearing that one of his big-name actresses is hiding her pregnancy from the company. It's much more serious than that.

Otherwise, to be honest, this scandal would at most damage Fan Binbing's image, and for Huanxin Company, it would just be the loss of a general.

Just like Ma Su was beheaded, what does it matter? As long as the prime minister is still there, there is still hope for the Northern Expedition.

Moreover, Huanxin had already made preparations. The Huanxin Manufacturing 2015 plan was originally intended to replace Fan Binbing, and this was already within the expected planned losses.

However, Qi Yuntian's current appearance does not look like Zhuge Liang who shed tears while executing Ma Su. Instead, he looks like Liu Chan who heard that Zhuge Liang's star fell at Wuzhangyuan and found that the late emperor's cause had collapsed halfway and there was no way to save the situation.

He slowly said, "Before coming to Toronto, I contacted Xiaomei, the assistant that Fan Binbing brought from Huayi. I wanted to ask her out for a chat and clarify any issues in person."

"I didn't mention this to you first. I wanted to talk it out before I tell you."

"But she told me off with all this bullshit. At first she said she was in Toronto. I said I was going to Toronto in a few days, and she immediately changed her mind and said they were in France."

Qi Yuntian paused.

Chen Nuo asked, "Could it be that she is really in France and was just saying that casually?"

Qi Yuntian said: "Yes, you don't know whether it is the first half or the second half of a woman's words. But I called her in Vancouver. It was 6pm, which is 3am in France. Would she say she wants to go out for dinner at 3am?"

"So she is looking for excuses to prevent Fan Binbing from seeing me, or Fan Binbing cannot see me. But what's so inconvenient about seeing me? Even if they want to quit the company, they should make it clear."

Chen Nuo was silent for a moment, then met Qi Yuntian's eyes and said with some confusion: "I don't quite understand what you mean."

"Chen Nuo."

Qi Yuntian hadn't called him by his name for a long time, and this shout made Chen Nuo a little frightened.

"Have you ever thought about whose child it is if Fan Binbing is really pregnant?" Qi Yuntian asked.

Chen Nuo subconsciously asked, "How would I know?"

But immediately, he was stunned.

Qi Yuntian continued, "Actually, after Fan Binbing drove Chen Huihua back to the company, I talked to her about it. I didn't think much about it at the time. Sister Chen said at the time that when she was with Fan Binbing, she didn't see any other men."

Chen Nuo came back to his senses and said speechlessly: "What... are you talking about? It's impossible. You think too much."

Qi Yuntian said: "Think about it carefully, you know your relationship best. As far as I know, the last time you and Fan Binbing met was on your birthday in LA, right?"

Chen Nuo thought about it and nodded, "Yes."

Qi Yuntian asked: "Did you take any safety measures during those two days?"

Chen Nuo said: "Nonsense, I..."

Halfway through his words, he felt like he was struck by lightning. He was speechless and felt like his hair was standing on end.

A picture and a conversation exploded in his mind:

"...hiss, it feels so good. Wait a minute, I'll put on a condom."

"Don't wear it tonight. I'll take my medicine later."

"Ah? Really?"

"Hehe, it's your birthday, I'll give you a break, why don't you come over quickly?"

"Chatter, chatter, here I come~"

Chat your mother!
Chen Nuo wanted to slap himself right now. His legs suddenly felt weak and he quickly sat down on a chair.

Qi Yuntian asked: "Do you remember? Is there really something wrong?"

Chen Nuo wanted to say something, but couldn't utter a word.

Qi Yuntian looked at him and said, "And if you calculate the time, from the end of February to now, it is almost exactly the time when she cannot see anyone."

"But... it's not certain yet. Don't worry too much. I'm just guessing for now. If she finds a man right after March, it's not impossible, right?"

It is indeed possible.

However, looking back, Fan Binbing's words "take medicine" at that time were really too abrupt and too strange.

Fan Binbing and Gao Yuanyuan, two women in their 30s, are different from other women and have always been very cautious.

Before, I always asked him to wear it and never mentioned taking medicine. Unlike that so-and-so and so-and-so, it was basically like a blank sheet of paper, he could flip it over and do whatever he wanted, and as for safety, it was all up to him.

So, why did it happen that time...

Birthday? Is this really a valid reason?
He didn't think about it when he was horny, and after the fact, he never thought about it from that perspective because of his deep impression of Fan Binbing.

However, now thinking back based on the results, Chen Nuo's uneasiness suddenly became extremely intense.

No way?
No way!! ? ?

No, not necessarily yet.

He turned his head subconsciously, even though he couldn't see anything, as if he wanted to see through the walls to see whether the so-called pregnant woman next door was Fan Binbing.

What if it wasn’t Fan Binbing?

What if the paparazzi made everything up?
What if all this was just his and Qi Yuntian’s imagination?

This seems to be the only life-saving straw.

"Ahem, the direction is wrong."

"what?"

"I said you were looking in the wrong direction. She lives on the other side."

"...Get the hell out of here! Take me to that paparazzi. I want to ask him in person."

Right at the gate, Chen Nuo saw the young man in his 20s, with tattoos, yellow hair and a face full of various nails, a typical appearance of a second-generation immigrant from a poor peasant family.

Chen Nuo smiled and extended his hand, "Hello, I'm Chen Nuo, can you speak Chinese?"

Jeffrey Zhang repeated to himself countless times: It’s him, it’s him, fucking bitch, he’s really going to get rich this time.

Be careful, you must not let him see anything at this time.

But he was still a little excited. He stretched out his hand to shake hands with Chen Nuo and said, "Hello, my name is Jeffrey Zhang, and I can speak Chinese."

Chen Nuo looked at the other person. His clothes were a little dirty and his face had some scratches. "I can tell that you speak Chinese very well. Have your parents been speaking Chinese to you since you were a child?"

"Yes, haha."

"Um, sorry, my bodyguard overreacted a bit, are you okay?"

Jeffrey touched the wound on his face, smiled and said, "It's okay."

He was nervous and expectant, thinking: Fuck, stop beating around the bush. Come on. What do you want to do? Bribery? Negotiation? Or do you want to test how much he knows?

Jeffrey had thought carefully before deciding on this strategy of alerting the enemy.

He understood the Chinese and American entertainment circles, and knew who Chen Nuo and Fan Binbing were. If they had an affair and had a child, it would be an earthquake in the United States, but in China... it would be like the sky falling.

Not to mention that Chen Nuo has a real girlfriend who is filming in Japan.

Given China's high standards for celebrity ethics, no matter how awesome Chen Nuo is, he will be banned.

Therefore, this person will definitely be very careful about this matter.

Jeffrey even suspected that this young superstar and billionaire might have dug tunnels under the two houses in order to cover up the matter.

Then according to the original secret photography strategy, it will definitely not work.

So he made a plan after careful consideration. He asked Aaron to ambush, and he deliberately lingered at the door of the house, wanting to take the initiative to attack and alert the enemy. He wanted to see if there was a chance and whether the other party would reveal a flaw in panic.

Of course, the other party's bodyguard's reaction was unexpectedly quick, and his attack was unexpectedly heavy. Under normal circumstances, it would not be a problem to ask for tens of thousands of Canadian dollars as a settlement for such an injury.

But now, he is determined to catch big fish, so why would he care about this little money?

However, he did not expect that the other party would raise a series of questions in the face of obvious facts.

"Are you sure that's Fan Binbing?"

"Do you know Fan Binbing?"

"You saw it with your own eyes?"

"Why do you say that?"

"Just relying on the photo you took with your girlfriend?"

“Is there a name on the photo?”

"Could it be that they just look alike? Aren't there two people in the world who look alike?"

"You've never seen Fan Binbing in person, nor have you ever met your girlfriend's boss. How can you say they are the same person?"

That aggressive feeling didn't seem like a test or a negotiation, but rather like forcing him to admit that he was wrong and that the person was not Fan Binbing.

Jeffrey laughed and said, "Mr. Chen, are you still not sure whether it is true or not? If it is not true, wouldn't it be clear if we go to the next door?"

Chen Nuo was silent.

Then he glanced at Qi Yuntian.

Qi Yuntian immediately smiled and said, "Okay, let's stop here. Jeffrey, thank you. Thank you very much. Where is your car? I'll take you there. This is my business card. If you have any questions later, give me a call and we can discuss how to solve it privately, OK?"

Jeffrey Zhang looked at Chen Nuo and then at Qi Yuntian. After taking the business card, he shrugged and said, "Forget it. Just consider today's incident as bad luck. My car is over there. I can go there by myself."

"It's okay. I'll go with you. By the way, how old are you? How long have you been doing this job..."

Qi Yuntian led his men to that side.
Chen Nuo stared at Jeffrey's back thoughtfully, then looked at Linghu who was silent beside him. Seeing that he looked a little uneasy, he asked, "What's wrong?"

Linghu said with a guilty look on his face: "If he wants compensation later, I will pay for it myself. It's my fault. I didn't realize he was a paparazzi and I was a little too harsh."

Chen Nuo felt like a huge rock was pressing down on his heart, but he still raised the corner of his mouth and said, "Don't tease me, brother. I'm telling you, if you let your guard down and don't do this next time, I'll give you another day off and let you go back to Longan to accompany my sister-in-law to make a baby."

When Linghu heard this, he hesitated for a moment as if he was about to be thrown to a tiger, then his face straightened and he said, "Okay, I understand."

"Yeah." Chen Nuo nodded and said nothing more.

Make babies.

These two words touched the pain in his heart again.

The vague feeling of something being wrong flashed by and was ignored by him.

He always felt that someone like Jeffrey shouldn't be so easy to talk to. He actually left so obediently. There must be something fishy.

But his attention was immediately diverted.

Linghu spent almost three months in Longan having a baby, and did not return to work until just before he came to the United States, but still ended up with nothing.

And what about him?
He remembered that he and Fan Binbing only stayed together in LA for one day and two nights, which only amounted to three, four, five, six, seven or eight times. How could it have been so accurate?

Is this reasonable? No, it's not reasonable. He's not a stud.

There must be other ways for things to develop.

But no matter what, Chen Nuo felt that the paparazzi was right and he should face it.

He took out his cell phone and flipped to the number he hadn't contacted for a long time. He saw that the last text message was sent by Fan Binbing on May 5.

At that time, he was deeply involved in the controversy over his film pay and was preparing to return to China to lie low for a while.

In the text message, Fan Binbing asked him if he was okay, and he replied that he was fine.

After that, there was no contact again.

He began typing in the text box: "I'm in Toronto, is it convenient for you to meet me?"

Click Send.

There was no reply until Qi Yuntian came back after sending the people away.

Qi Yuntian said to Linghu: "The car he drove was a second-hand Chevrolet, yellow, with a license plate number of... write it down and pay attention to it in the next two days."

Linghu moved his lips, recited the license plate silently, and nodded.

Qi Yuntian turned to Chen Nuo and said, "That paparazzi also told me one thing. In fact, Fan Binbing is not the only one living in the house next door..."

……

……

Lin Meiru drove with a heavy heart.

As the day drew closer, the pressure on her became greater and greater.

The due date is in these few days.

According to the plan, the two women were to set off tonight to Barrie, Ontario.

The small town is about 100 kilometers from Toronto, and it takes more than an hour to drive there. There are almost no Chinese people there, and the hospital is a regional medical center.

Because Canadian medical policy allows anonymous childbirth, as long as cash is paid and there is no need to register real identity, so as long as the two people go there quietly, give birth in the small town hospital and leave, no one should recognize them.

However, when the time came, her concerns increased.

What if you are followed by paparazzi on the road?
Or what if I was unlucky and ran into a Chinese person? Although there were few Chinese people in Bari, there were still some. If I ran into them in the hospital, even if only one person recognized Fan Binbing and left some evidence, then the whole thing would be over.

Besides, the equipment in the small town hospital is simple. What if something goes wrong during delivery? The same goes for the baby. How fragile is the newborn? If there is any problem, can the doctors in the small place handle it?

Logically speaking, another plan would have been better, which was to give birth directly in the mansion.

Please invite Toronto's high-level private medical team to your home. The doctors and nurses there are all serving Toronto's celebrities and wealthy people. With security, the whole process is closed, and you don't even have to go to the hospital. The risk is almost non-existent and it is also safer.

But the problem is that they are short of money now.

The woman's original savings, several million Canadian dollars, have now all been invested in the company's business, turning into three properties around the University of Toronto and York University.

One is a five-story apartment building next to the St. George campus of the University of Toronto. One is a three-story independent building on Finch Avenue near the Keele campus of York University. Another is a four-story apartment building on Kingston Road next to the Scarborough campus of the University of Toronto.

The leases for these three buildings alone almost used up all the original funds, and subsequent renovations could only be carried out by seeking bank loans.

The key is that the standards set are ridiculously high. Central air conditioning, independent bathrooms, and fire-proof materials must be installed. The decoration costs kept exceeding the limit. The Annex alone cost 70 Canadian dollars, and the other two buildings together cost nearly 100 million.

Now they still owe the bank a loan of 200 million Canadian dollars, and they have to pay a lot of money every month just for the interest. Several hotels have not yet opened, and they have not made any money in the past six months. Now they really have to save every penny.

Therefore, if you go to a small town hospital, it will only cost about 10,000 Canadian dollars, but if you ask a private doctor to come to your home, the total cost will be at least hundreds of thousands of Canadian dollars.

Given their current financial situation, they really can't afford this.

Unless I ask for help... However, Sister Binbing would never agree to this.

What?

What?

Do you really have to go there with such a brave heart?

If something goes wrong, how is she going to explain it to Sister Bingbing’s family and the child’s father?
Especially since she had subconsciously lied to Mr. Qi before and said something like "in France", thinking about it now, Lin Meiru felt even more panicked.

The car stopped in front of the garage entrance of the mansion. It was a little after six, and the winter sky was getting dark. The dim street lights were shining on the wide private road, with neatly trimmed hedges on both sides, and the rustling sound of the wind blowing through the treetops could be heard in the distance.

Lin Meiru stared at the dark electric garage door, thought for a while, then sighed and gave up.

She opened the car door, got out, opened the back door, and started taking out some maternal and child supplies she had just bought.

Suddenly, the phone in my pocket started vibrating.

When Lin Meiru took it out and looked at it, her heart skipped a beat.

She thought about it and picked it up.

"Hey, Mr. Qi."

"Xiao Mei, where are you now?"

"France, Mr. Qi."

"In France?"

"Oh, yes, yes."

"Where is France?"

"Ah, in... I, I don't know where this is."

"Is it dark over there?"

Lin Meiru looked at the street lights and said subconsciously, "It's getting dark."

"Oh, what a coincidence, I have it here too."

Lin Meiru suddenly realized, "No, it's dark here. It's very late here, Mr. Qi, I, I'm just getting ready to go to bed."

"Sleeping, how do you sleep? Do you sleep standing up?"

"What?" Lin Meiru was a little confused. She seemed to hear a heavy tone coming from the receiver.

"Why don't you put down the plastic bag in your hand first? Otherwise, aren't you tired of holding it in your hand and talking on the phone?"

The sound is clearer.

Lin Meiru's whole body suddenly became stiff as if she had been hit by a pressure point.

Then she slowly turned her head.

Then, her right hand loosened involuntarily, and the plastic bag in her hand fell to the ground, and the diapers inside fell to the ground.

……

……

The time is now 6:48 pm.

Although Xiaomei said that she had to buy some baby things after get off work and might be back half an hour later, she should have been home 20 minutes ago no matter what.

But she hasn't come back yet.

This made Fan Binbing start to have wild thoughts.

She leaned back on the soft sofa, subconsciously stroking her bulging belly, her heart feeling as if it were being weighed down by a huge rock.

My thoughts can't help but drift to those terrible possibilities.

Did Xiaomei encounter an accident on the road? For example, a car accident? Or did she run into a weird person with bad intentions? Just like the weird white man who suddenly knocked on the door that day.

Fan Binbing took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down.

Just at this moment, the little guy in her belly moved slightly, as if trying to comfort her with his presence.

However, this action not only failed to relieve Fan Binbing's anxiety, but made her even more flustered.

She suddenly felt that this mansion, which usually displayed luxury, was now eerily empty.

The shadows of the trees outside the window swayed in the afterglow of the setting sun, like ghosts with bared fangs and claws. The surroundings were so quiet that it made people irritated. Every slight sound could easily touch her sensitive nerves.

During the last few months of her pregnancy, her sleep quality was terrible and she was often troubled by nightmares at night.

Although she knew in her heart that it was the emotional fluctuations caused by hormonal changes during pregnancy that made her sensitive, suspicious and prone to depression, even though she knew the reason, she still found it difficult to control herself and could only struggle in this endless anxiety.

Unconsciously, tears gradually filled her eyes.

Fan Binbing had never felt so vulnerable.

Should she really do this? Was she really ready to be a single mother? Should she really hide this from everyone and risk sacrificing the career she had worked for her whole life?

An idea suddenly popped into her mind.

How about giving him a call?
No, it cannot be done.

Fan Binbing immediately rejected this idea.

He thought she was in France.

what's the topic?

After chatting for two or three days, she is about to give birth to his child?
"Haha, hahaha." Fan Binbing found it a little funny. She couldn't help laughing, and her laughter echoed in the empty room.

But soon, the laughter turned into a "woohoo" cry.

It has been 6 months and 12 days, and the only contact he has had with her was the text message just now.

People come and go around him, his world is colorful, he is everywhere in the news, and his career is booming.

And what about her?
Like a forgotten shadow, she hid in this cold mansion, with her belly bulging, and had to be careful even when breathing, for fear that someone outside would discover her secret.

Her body was deformed, her face was swollen, her long legs, which she was once proud of, had become thicker, her waist had gained two circles of fatter, and now she didn't even want to look in the mirror.

Fan Binbing sat on the sofa, tears finally welled up and began to slide down her cheeks.

She began to wonder if this was all a huge mistake.

At this moment, there was a sudden "click" sound from the door, like the sound of a key turning.

Fan Binbing stopped crying immediately, quickly wiped the tears from her face with a tissue, then took a deep breath and stood up by holding on to the armrest of the sofa.

She turned around, trying to look nonchalant.

She straightened her back, pulled at her loose sweater with some difficulty, and said, "Why did you come back so late..." Before she could finish her words, her language was cut off as if by a knife.

The person who appeared at the door was not the Xiaomei she had imagined.

She looked at the figure at the door, her whole body swayed, and she held onto the back of the sofa to avoid falling.

At this moment, there is no need for any verbal communication.

All the luck and guesses that Chen Nuo had in his heart no longer existed, and there was no need to ask many questions anymore.

All possible paths disappeared, and the world converged into a single line in front of him.

The baby is his, one hundred percent.

He looked at Fan Binbing's bulging belly, then met her panicked eyes, and suddenly an indescribable complex emotion surged in his heart.

"you……"

"you……"

The two of them uttered the same word at the same time, as if they were in sync with each other. But as soon as the words came out of their mouths, they seemed to be choked by something in their throats and closed their mouths at the same time.

(End of this chapter)