I'm pregnant with the richest man's heir due to the birth control pill

The one who started with it was that he had evil intentions. Several times Lu Yiyue went to the construction site to look for Lu Jinnan. The man in front of him saw him a few times and kept asking about him. Recently, when he learned that Lu Yiyue had opened a studio, he couldn't help but feel suicidal. A follower came over.

Seeing this, the other follower weakened, guessing that the person in front of him was not simple, so he shut up knowingly, while the other one kept mumbling and couldn't say a word.

It's noisy enough.

Ji Jiale casually lowered his head and played with his fingers, stroking his fingertips. His deep eyes were full of frost and there was no warmth at all, and he asked, "What are you doing for?"

The one at the head was smiling, his smiling face was stiff, he had just taken a step and then turned back. It seemed that he had a bad start today. He had heard that the Ji family and the Lu family were planning to get married, but the information he found confirmed that the two were not lovers. , and they don’t go out in pairs on weekdays.

"Lai, Lai Xuan, these two words are easy to remember. A little guy like me, Brother Le, doesn't have to remember them."

Ji Jiale sneered, smiling horribly, "I'm very free, or are you too proud? You think you've made too much in the Lu family. Do you think the Lai family is the only one in the imperial capital?"

His tone was calm but cold, and his eyes were filled with contempt and disdain.

The little assistant was a little confused. She was sister Yueyue's friend. Why didn't she take action just now? But she was so nervous that she had some three-legged cat skills, but she couldn't beat three grown men.

As soon as these words came out, the man became even more scared. If his father found out, he would have to beat him to death. The first time Lai Xuan asked Lai's father about Lu Yiyue, he was scolded and warned. This time he came secretly.

Lai Xuan sincerely apologized, "I was wrong, Miss Lu, I was wrong. Let Brother Le let me go. I promise I won't come back again."

He kept apologizing, but he was unconvinced in his heart. He felt that Ji Jiale was too meddlesome and was blocking him even if he couldn't do it. It's just that a good man doesn't want to suffer the immediate loss, so he retreated when he needed to, waiting for Lu Yiyue to speak out.

After a while, Lu Yiyue spoke up. She didn't want to spend the whole morning fussing over such nonsense, nor did she want to see these people. She glanced at Ji Jiale and said softly: "Let them go. Don't come in to my studio again." ”

She didn't welcome him, and she just called him a fool, which sounded very unpleasant.

When the words fell, Ji Jiale didn't say anything. Several people were waiting. Lu Yiyue carefully tugged at the corner of Ji Jiale's clothes.

Ji Jiale turned to stare at Lu Yiyue for a while, then turned around and saw that a few people were not moving. He raised his eyes and glanced at a few people coldly, "Why do you want me to accompany you to pick up your chin?"

"No, no, we'll do it ourselves. Goodbye, Brother Le, and goodbye, Miss Lu."

No one paid any attention to these people, staring coldly at the backs of the flies as they left.

At the door, another boy was unconvinced and asked angrily. They were used to being domineering. They had a little money and it was the first time they suffered a loss. He was unconvinced, "Brother Xuan, we are too cowardly to do this. Let's forget it."

Lai Xuan spat at Xingzi, "This man's surname is Ji. How can I confront him openly? Yes, he was reincarnated a little better than me. If Ji Hancheng hadn't been his father, Ji Jiale would be nothing. , Damn, go back and make plans, I haven’t suffered from such cowardice yet, let’s go.”

As he said that, he turned around and glanced at the name of the studio. Only -ly, he couldn't read it, and he couldn't guess the meaning of the name without being highly educated.

He spit on the ground again, his behavior was in sharp contrast with his clothes, and he asked the two followers to leave.

After a few toads left, the studio became quiet, but Ji Jiale obviously had no intention of leaving. He jumped down from the table and leaned against a pillar with his hands in his pockets. Lu Yiyue was about to politely thank him when the assistant left. Come here, "Sister Yueyue, is this your boyfriend?"

Ji Jiale suddenly raised his eyes to look at Lu Yiyue, who had lowered his head to do something, because a strand of hair fell from his forehead and covered the beautiful corners of his eyes.

Hearing this, Lu Yiyue paused while holding the tape measure, then curved the corners of his lips and said a little loudly, "He is my brother, isn't he?"

The two of them looked at each other in the air, with a strange atmosphere surrounding them. No one said anything, they just looked at each other. The assistant felt that the way the two of them got along was a bit strange. They were far and near, and she couldn't find the exact answer. An adjective describing the relationship between two people.

Even though he was a word monster, he didn't plan to continue asking. The assistant thought Ji Jiale's cold face just now was quite scary. He was exuding air-conditioning, like an air cooler.

She didn't seem to be easy to get along with now that she was silent. The assistant backed away timidly, holding her breath. The two were fighting. She didn't want to be affected. She secretly hid in the corner and arranged the fabrics, trying not to make any noise. The breathing rate has been adjusted.

Time passed by, and no one looked away. In the end, Ji Jiale looked away first and coughed, "I helped you drive away business, so I don't need compensation?"

Lu Yiyue lowered her head and was silent for a while, seeming to be thinking. She tucked her hair behind her ears and hung the tape measure around her neck, hanging naturally on her chest.

After a moment, Lu Yiyue said with a smile: "If you insist on compensating me, I won't refuse. I won't refuse. How do you plan to compensate? I can use WeChat, Alipay, or silver card. It depends on your convenience."

It was said that Lu Yiyue deliberately took the scanning code from the bar, and also took the credit card machine, held it in his hand and asked, "Brother, which method are you going to use to pay?"

elder brother?

Inexplicably, Ji Jiale felt a breath in her chest. She squinted her eyes and looked at Lu Yiyue, who looked innocent and harmless. She still had a smile on her face and exhaled, "How much?"

He curled his lips slightly, took out his mobile phone to transfer money, and asked: "WeChat, I'll transfer it to you."

Lu Yiyue smiled brightly, and the smile at the corner of her mouth could not be suppressed. She bit her lower lip to suppress the smile, "The price of family affection."

Hearing this, Ji Jiale was silent, smiled, and handed the card directly to Lu Yiyue for her to swipe. WeChat could not transfer so much money.

Lu Yiyue took the bank card in a good mood and made a few familiar operations. A few seconds later, Ji Jiale received the payment information on his mobile phone.

He looked at the numbers on the text message and smiled again, then put the phone back into his pocket.

Lu Yiyue's cell phone also rang here. It should be the information about the bank card payment. Lu Yiyue didn't look at it. She knew that the money had arrived. "I'll help you measure the size. Come over here."

Seeing Ji Jiale still standing there looking at her, Lu Yiyue urged, "Measure? Don't measure my work anymore."

Assistant: "..." What kind of way of getting along is this? Weren't we just talking about compensation? How do you measure your clothes?

A few seconds later, Ji Jiale stepped in front of Lu Yiyue, as if he was afraid that she would not measure him. His tall figure completely covered her body, and the assistant could only see Ji Jiale's back. There are no more Sister Yueyue people.

Assistant, take a peek from time to time.

Ji Jiale lowered his eyes and looked at the girl who was shorter than him. Her cold tea brown slightly curly hair was casually tied with a rubber band, and she had eight-shaped bangs. The curly hair on both sides fell on both sides of her cheeks, slightly curled. The fragrance from the ends of the hair invaded her nasal cavity, which was very... Smells good.

After a few seconds of silence, he asked, "How to measure?"

Assistant: Why doesn’t it look like taking measurements but rather like... falling in love? Illusion?

Lu Yiyue: "Raise your hand."

Ji Jiale followed Lu Yiyue's instructions. He would do whatever she said and he would not be obedient.

She pressed one end of the tape measure with her fingertips, flattened the tape measure against his shoulder with one hand, and stood on tiptoes. When she just stood up on tiptoes, Ji Jiale suddenly became a little shorter, and he squatted down. .

Lu Yiyue easily measured the width of her shoulders, put away the tape measure and held it in her hand, "Your shoulders are ready, stand up." She picked up a pen and recorded the measurements, and then motioned for Ji Jiale to raise his hand.

"Well, which move?"

These words made Lu Yiyue laugh, and Ji Jiale also laughed.

The assistant was hiding in the corner watching the show: What’s the matter with the sweet feeling?

"Raise your hands."

"Ah."

She put the tape measure around his body and started to measure the bust and waist. He stood there motionless like a mannequin, just letting her do it. After measuring the upper body and then the lower body, she measured it very carefully, basically measuring it twice.

Ten minutes later, she put away the tape measure, but he still kept moving, looking very cute. Lu Yiyue raised her hand and put it down, "Okay, I don't have money to pay you as a model."

Ji Jiale: "What else needs to be done?"

"Huh?" Lu Yiyue had already remembered Ji Jiale's size in his mind. He raised his head and looked at the person who asked the question in confusion, not knowing what this sentence meant.

"I mean have you measured it?"

Lu Yiyue looked at Ji Jiale funny, blinking her eyes, her mascara-smeared eyelashes were like a fan, "Okay, where else do you want to measure?"

Ji Jiale glanced at her and saw that she was smiling. He looked around and found that there were no surveillance cameras, "Why don't you click on the camera?"

"The studio is full of drawings and there are installations at the door."

Ji Jiale nodded, "I'm leaving."

After a long pause, Lu Yiyue nodded, "Well, you don't want to choose a color?"

She was talking about the color of the fabric.

"Look at the arrangements."

Lu Yiyue looked at him and replied, "Oh."

Before leaving, Ji Jiale looked at her again. The two looked at each other for a few seconds before he turned and left, putting his hands in his pockets. The moment he turned around, he smiled, and the assistant saw it.

As soon as Ji Jiale stepped out, the assistant got up and ran to the door, watched the car leave, then turned around and jumped in front of Lu Yiyue while eating melon, and asked: "Sister Yueyue, are you... Isn’t there something wrong?”

The assistant was very sure, "No, I think the way that handsome guy looked at you just now was wrong, and the way you looked at him is also wrong. He doesn't look like a brother or sister, but why did you call him brother?"

Lu Yiyue smiled, lowered her head to work, and was in a good mood, "Because I have called him brother since I was a child. We were born on the same day in the same year and month, and we grew up together."

"Childhood sweethearts, childhood sweethearts, but why..."

Lu Yiyue interrupted her, smiling beautifully, her eyes full of expectation and hope, as if there was dawn ahead, "Wait for the time."

Waiting time?

These words made the little assistant confused and couldn't find her head. Lu Yiyue looked at her confused look and it was funny, "Take out the black starry fabric that you brought in before."

"Is it the one we bought at the highest price?" the assistant asked.

Yesterday she also complained about why she bought such expensive fabrics. The key point is that Sister Yueyue bought not only black, but also white, gray, navy blue and brown.

As a result, I used one color today, black.

"Well, that's the one, go get it, be careful."

"Oh, I see."

A door of the studio opens into a storage room where fabrics are stacked. The fabrics are stacked on white shelves and stacked neatly. The material of each fabric is written on it.

On the way back to Ji Zhai.

Lu Qingchen sent the edited essay to Ji Jiale, and he turned on his phone to check it at the traffic light.

After finishing the long speech, Ji Jiale began to doubt Lu Qingchen's ability to organize language. He could still barely understand it. He just talked a little bit here and there, which meant that his ability to understand and reorganize was good, otherwise he would still be unable to understand. Really confused.

After reading it all, Ji Jiale couldn't help but laugh. No wonder every time Hanhan asked her father how he caught up with his mother, his father always said something simple, about love at first sight and liking each other, but he didn't go into details.

Judging from the content of the essay, it’s really hard to tell the details. It’s all my father’s dark history.

The great-great-grandfather of the Lu family has made great contributions. It’s no wonder that my father goes to the Lu family’s grave every year.

It wasn't until the horns from behind kept sounding that Ji Jiale stepped on the accelerator and continued driving.