Genius Mengbao: Wife, please remarry

Shen Jiayan pushed away the man with gold-rimmed glasses beside her, got up from the sofa emotionally, and strode to the dressing table.

"Ahhh!"

Seeing herself in the vanity mirror, Shen Jiayan screamed.

He took three steps back, his eyes full of horror.

Shen Jiayan was unwilling to accept this fact, and after screaming, she tightly closed her eyes.

After about half a minute, she slowly opened her eyes.

That pitted and ugly face still appeared clearly in the vanity mirror
"Long Xing, you said that you want to heal my face."

Shen Jiayan turned her head abruptly, staring at the man sitting on the sofa with her legs crossed, her eyes scarlet.

"Why are you lying to me?"

Long Xing lit a cigarette, and in front of Shen Jiayan, he exhaled the smoke ring gracefully.

"I said to help you heal your face, but I didn't say to help you restore your beauty."

"Now, your face is healed, and it won't happen again in the future."

Long Xing stared at Shen Jiayan's pitted and extremely ugly face, the corners of his mouth curled up, and he was in a good mood.

Six years ago, this woman caused Tongtong to fall into the sea, causing Tongtong to be disfigured in a large area. He also made this woman suffer for the suffering Tongtong suffered six years ago.

"Long Xing, you liar, you devil, you ruined my face, I will kill you."

Shen Jiayan bent down and picked up the stool in front of the dressing table
With a bang, she smashed the vanity mirror to pieces.

She dropped the stool, quickly picked up a sharp shard of glass, and rushed towards the location of the dragon punishment.

"Mr. Long, be careful."

The man wearing gold-rimmed glasses saw her stabbing towards Long Xing with shards of glass in her hand, and his expression changed drastically.

Long Xing sat on the sofa as steadily as Mount Tai, even the smile on the corner of his mouth remained the same, but he only looked at Shen Jiayan's eyes, which were full of ridicule and contempt.

"Out of control."

Shen Jiayan stabbed the glass shard in her hand towards Long Xing, and when the glass shard was less than an inch away from Brother Long's heart, Shen Jiayan's wrist was grabbed by Long Xing to death.

Crack, boom!

Long Xing's hand grasping Shen Jiayan's wrist lightly exerted force, and immediately there was a click in the ornately decorated bedroom.

Shen Jiayan let out a scream, and let go of her hand, the glass shards in her hand fell to the ground and shattered.

Long Xing released her dislocated hand, reached out and pinched her chin, forcing her to raise her head.

"I'm not as easy-talking as Qin Beilian, you'd better be honest."

"As long as you obey me obediently, Qin Beiyi will be yours in the end, otherwise, I will let you die without a place to bury you."

Shen Jiayan was forced to look at Long Xing. The moment she met Long Xing's gaze, she felt that she was being entangled by two cold snakes.

"what!"

"my tummy hurts."

Extreme panic, coupled with the excessive force just now, Shen Jiayan suddenly felt a cramping pain in her lower abdomen, and then she felt a hot current flow out of her body, flowing down the inner root of her thigh
"Mr. Long, Ms. Shen has a miscarriage."

Following the words of the man with gold-rimmed glasses, Shen Jiayan lowered her head, and a blush broke into her sight.

"Isn't it just a flat tire? What are you making such a fuss about?"

Long Xing glanced under Shen Jiayan, then shifted his gaze to the man with gold-rimmed glasses, and spoke expressionlessly.

"Rescue."

"Yes, Mr. Long."

The smell of blood in the room made Long Xing frowned, and a trace of disgust flashed across Long Xing's brows.

After instructing the man with gold-rimmed glasses, Long Xing got up from the sofa and strode out.

In this villa of Long Xing, a large number of medical equipment and medicines were prepared.

After a while, the servant delivered the surgical tools, hemostatic, miscarriage and other medicines to Shen Jiayan's room.

Shen Jiayan's screams came from the room from time to time.

Half an hour later, the man with gold-rimmed glasses came out of Shen Jiayan's room with a tired face, and went to the study to meet Long Xing.

"Mr. Long, Miss Shen's fetus may not be kept."

"If you can't keep it, you can't keep it, and it's not mine, so you don't need to report it to me."

Long Xing was sitting at the desk, holding a ZB pencil in his hand, and was drawing on sketch paper.

Yu Shutong's frowns and smiles appeared vividly on the sketch paper.

On the walls around the study room, there are also many portraits of Yu Shutong, including sketches and oil paintings, and each painting is lifelike, as if it is Yu Shutong himself.

Hearing the displeasure in Long Xing's tone, the man with gold-rimmed glasses bit the bullet and said, "My lord is also in danger."

"That woman is still useful to me, so I can't die for now."

Only then did Long Xing stop the paintbrush in his hand, raised his head, and two cold eyes fell on the man with gold-rimmed glasses.

"Long Zhong, if you want to save Miss Shen's life, I'm afraid you have to remove Miss Shen's uterus."

"Then cut it off."

"Yes, Mr. Long."

The next day, Shen Jiayan woke up and slowly opened her eyes.

"Long Xing, you devil, you will die badly."

Remembering that she was not only disfigured by the dragon torture, but also had her uterus removed by the dragon torturer, Shen Jiayan had a ferocious face, gnashing her teeth and roaring at the man sitting on the opposite sofa.

Long Xing brought the magazine in front of him, glanced at Simmons' big bed opposite, and said expressionlessly: "The spirit is so good, it seems that Miss Shen is fine."

At this time, the servant brought in food.

Long Xing glanced at the servant out of the corner of his eye, and got up from the sofa with a financial magazine.

"Take good care of Ms. Shen. If something goes wrong with Ms. Shen, I'll ask you."

"Yes, Mr. Long."

Seeing Long Xing strode away after giving instructions to the servant, Shen Jiayan's eyes were full of horror, and her heart collapsed on the bed as if dead.

How could she provoke such a terrifying and perverted man.

Shen Jiayan has lived for more than 20 years, and for the first time she feels extremely regretful.

The old house of the Mo family.

"Tongtong, here is the list for the banquet. Check to see if there are any people who need to be invited."

Qiu Mingzhen handed a banquet list to Yu Shutong with a happy face.

After Mrs. Qin exposed Yu Shutong's real identity at the shareholders' meeting, Qiu Mingzhen couldn't wait to hold a banquet to announce to the famous nobles in Xuanjing that Yu Shutong's identity as Miss Mo Family.

"I have invited all your relatives and friends. I, your father, and your eldest brother will let you and your three children return to the Mo family in a happy and prosperous manner."

"Mom, just invite these."

Not long after Yu Shutong returned to China, he didn't have many friends, so he took the list from Qiu Mingzhen and added the names of Han Xudong and some crew members.

"Master, madam, the dresses of the eldest lady and the two young masters, the young lady have been delivered."

Qiu Mingzhen and Yu Shutong were discussing the list when Xiaotao walked in with a woman in formal attire.