No divorce! Mr. Lu knelt down and coaxed him every night.

Meng Yan's face turned pale.

She lowered her head and gently touched her belly with her thin white fingers. She couldn't believe that there was really a child here, and her husband asked her...asked her whose child she was pregnant with.

Who else could it be but him?

He Mo?

In the past, in the past two years, Meng Yan fell in love with him as if she had dropped her head. But as time went by, especially when she saw photos of him kissing others, she knew... that he didn't love her.

She's not stupid, she checked it secretly.

Her brother's secretary was vague and told her not to provoke Qiao Shiyan, saying that he was not a good person and that he and her brother were not on good terms. But not only did she provoke him, she also married Qiao Shiyan a year ago.

Meng Yan did not explain.

She curled up her slender body and arched her waist slightly, as if to protect the little fetus in her belly. She murmured to Qiao Shiyan, "Do you want this child?"

That’s hard to answer…

For a long time, Qiao Shiyan didn't say anything, so Meng Yan knew.

He suspected that it was not his, so the safest way was to prevent her from giving birth, or even if it was his child, he would not let her give birth to it... because he wanted to take revenge on his brother.

Meng Yan curled up and spoke softly.

She whispered: "Then don't!"

A cruel marriage, an unloved wife, a strong and weak relationship, she couldn't protect the child... Maybe subconsciously, she didn't want to give him a child!

After Meng Yan finished speaking, she looked up at him.

Her eyes were very red, blinking with tears, and she had a bit of stubbornness that she didn't usually have.

It seems that she knows everything!

Qiao Shiyan's eyes were deep, as if he was examining and considering... During this period, she had been naked, and under the illumination of the crystal lamp, she looked like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

After about five minutes, Qiao Shiyan asked quietly: "Have you ever done it with him?"

Meng Yan said with a nasal voice: "No!"

She didn't want to say it, but maybe she still had a little expectation for him in her heart. She was embarrassed: "I just want to know what it feels like to be truly loved. Qiao Shiyan... do you know what it feels like to be truly loved?"

Of course he knew.

Because Meng Yan loves him.

Suddenly, Qiao Shiyan's heart was violently tugged. Yes, even though he knew she loved him, he still wanted to pick up a sharp knife, hurt her and neglect her again and again in the name of love... and watched her suffer.

He thought again that he shouldn't be soft-hearted.

He looked at her and approached slowly. He gently pulled her arm away, not allowing her to escape...

He touched it from top to bottom.

Finally, his warm palm fell on her still flat belly. His movements were gentle, but the words he spoke were extremely cruel. He stared into her eyes and said slowly: "When four months comes, Get an amniocentesis, and if it’s my baby, give birth.”

He doesn't believe her!

Meng Yan tried her best to open her eyes wide, her lips trembling: "Then it's better not to! Divorce... Qiao Shiyan, let's get a divorce!"

She even waved his arm away.

She wouldn't let him touch it.

Qiao Shiyan took a step back and stared at her coldly. After a while, he grabbed her thin arm and hugged her easily, and they returned to the big bed.

The girl's slender legs looked slender against the man's dark trousers.

His belt buckle was unbuckled and pressed against the soft flesh of his legs, leaving a deep red mark. It looked very pitiful, but Qiao Shiyan didn't show any pity for her. He even looked into her eyes and said, "It doesn't matter." Whose child is this? I am the one sleeping with you now!"

He ignored her pregnant body and made a lot of noise.

The soft bed kept making squeaking sounds, so intense that the paintings hanging on the bedside fell down... The man waved her aside impatiently, then held her body and carried her tightly into his arms.

No, no...

Her eyes were filled with tears, and her vision became increasingly blurry.

He had neglected her before, but he had never been so rude!

He seems crazy!

Qiao Shiyan not only took possession of her, he also examined her carefully, not sparing any part, and he deliberately drove her crazy...

How could a pampered little girl be able to withstand all those tricks from different religions?

Later, Meng Yan fainted from crying...

Qiao Shiyan stopped.

He pulled away and lay next to him, covering his eyes with his hands. He gasped and thought about the madness just now... In fact, what he really cared about was the hatred between Meng Yanhui or because Meng Yan was with someone else.

She looked happy with the young boy.

Just like when they were together.

Could it be that she could do this with anyone? Could it be that he, Qiao Shiyan, was not the only one she could like? Whoever treated her well, took her out to play... she could fall in love with anyone.

After a while, Qiao Shiyan turned sideways and looked at his young wife.

He reached out and touched her face gently, and then gently touched her belly... covering her with a quilt.

He stood up and put on a black bathrobe, walked to the study, called Secretary Jin and ordered him to go out.

Half an hour later, Secretary Jin came over, flanked by the best obstetrician in Hong Kong.

The study door opened, and there was a faint smoke inside.

Qiao Shiyan sat under the bright light with no expression on her face. When she saw Secretary Jin coming in, she just raised her eyes slightly and said, "Bring the doctor to check her out."

Secretary Jin had mixed feelings.

She nodded, took the doctor over to examine Meng Yan, and then opened the bedroom door. There was a strong smell of male love and female love inside, which was ambiguous and overbearing.

The doctor couldn't help frowning.

But she was hired with six figures and was very dedicated. After checking Meng Yan, she said softly: "The child is still very young, less than 6 weeks old! Secretary Jin, please advise Mr. Qiao, the first three months It’s better to exercise restraint and it’s best not to engage in conjugal life.”

The doctor paused and then said, "Mrs. Qiao looks very young."

The corners of Secretary Jin's mouth were twitching, but she couldn't say anything. The doctor explained a few more words, took the check and left first, and promised to come every week to help Meng Yan have her prenatal check-up...

Secretary Jin sent people away and returned to the study.

Qiao Shiyan was still sitting behind the desk. The desk lamp in front of him was bright, but it seemed that he was hiding in the darkness. Secretary Jin couldn't figure out what the boss was thinking, so he said softly: "We found the person, his name is He Mo! He is in the basement now."

Qiao Shiyan stood up,

He walked out first. He was tall and strong. There was a long scar on the back of his neck, which was left in prison and almost killed him that time.

Secretary Jin quickly followed.

In the basement, the young boy named He Mo had been beaten until half of his life was left, and his whole body was covered in blood.

Qiao Shiyan came in and his subordinates reported respectfully: "You are very tight-lipped! Even after being beaten like this, you didn't say a word. You just said that you held hands with your wife."

The basement was dilapidated and the light was dim. Qiao Shiyan was dressed in black. After sitting down, he completely blended into the darkness. He used to have a handsome face, but now he is still good-looking, but he looks violent.

He looked at He Mo quietly.

Even if he is beaten like this, you can still see that he is very elegant and handsome.

Qiao Shiyan smiled softly, chewing on the words again and again: "Holding hands? Which hand?"

As he said that, he had already stood up and picked up the baseball bat.

He Mo raised his eyes and stared at the man in front of him. He still couldn't believe that he was Meng Yan's husband... Meng Yan was so slender and fragile, but her husband was a cruel man.

He Mo gritted his teeth and squeezed out words: "She and I are pure! But even if you own her person, you can't own her soul. She will eventually no longer belong to you, and she will fly freely."

Qiao Shiyan picked up the information on the side.

Studying philosophy?

He sneered and slowly put on white gloves and goggles. Without saying a word or asking any more questions, he just swung down the baseball bat...

Both of He Mo's hands were useless.

Amidst the screams,

Qiao Shiyan lowered his eyes and smiled lightly: "This is the price you pay for seducing my wife! I have already controlled my temper. After three months... whether your life can be saved depends on your fate!"

He Mo lay on the ground.

His whole body convulsed with pain. He kept blinking and looking at his hands. He knew that his hands were useless and he couldn't even connect them...

A card was thrown on the ground with 10 yuan in it.

Qiao Shiyan's voice was cold: "Take it to treat your hand."

He Mo roared angrily: "You will be punished! I really like her, I really like her, it's love, not perverted possession!"

"is it?"

Qiao Shiyan smiled calmly, but looked sinister. He slowly walked over and stepped on He Mo's left hand. He Mo screamed again...

At the basement door, Meng Yan was wearing a nightgown and staring blankly.

She saw the real Qiao Shiyan.

She saw He Mo being trampled under his feet, his hands were covered in blood, and his body was covered in blood... Just because she wanted to know what it felt like to be loved, she caused He Mo to be like this.

But Qiao Shiyan, he took revenge on her and got involved with a woman.

Why……

Meng Yan's innocent world collapsed.

She kept murmuring those few words: "Don't... why..."

She stared at Qiao Shiyan and kept talking. She didn't know what she was talking about, she didn't know where she was, and she didn't know He Mo.

She only knows her husband.

Meng Yan lost his mind.

To put it bluntly, it’s crazy…

When he could no longer wake her up and the doctor was helpless to announce the news, Qiao Shiyan was stunned, and so was Secretary Jin...

No one thought that Meng Yan would go crazy.

She is simpler than before. She no longer goes to school. She stays at home every day. She can take care of herself, but she is not familiar with the world. Her intelligence is only that of a seven or eight-year-old, and she is very innocent.

Qiao Shiyan came back every night to stay with her.

But he never touched her again. He had needs as a man, and he didn't go to outside women to solve them. It wasn't that he had a strong sense of morality, but... looking at Meng Yan's face, he seemed to have no thoughts at all.

When Meng Yan was four months pregnant,

Qiao Shiyan had someone perform an amniocentesis and do a paternity test. Of course, the child in her belly was his.

That night, he sat quietly in his study.

He was thinking about his revenge on Meng Yanhui. He married Meng Yan. He seemed to have everything, but it seemed that he had lost everything...

Because Meng Yan went crazy...

*

"elder brother!"

Qiao Xun woke up from his dream, opened his eyes, and saw darkness everywhere.

She had nightmares.

She dreamed about Qiao Shiyan and Meng Yan, she dreamed about her brother being nice to Meng Yan, she dreamed about their bad ending... just like her and Lu Ze, joys and sorrows.

Qiao Xun sat up, she curled up and hugged herself, her body was still shaking.

Because the dream is too real.

A hand gently grasped her shoulder.

She raised her eyes, and then she saw Lu Ze in the darkness. He was wearing a snow-white bathrobe and sitting in a wheelchair. If it weren't for the wheelchair, there would be no difference in his body...

He spoke with a gentle voice and said, "Yanyan is almost healed!"

"I know."

Qiao Xun murmured. She looked up at him. There was longing and begging in her eyes. She wanted to hug Lu Ze now... All the strength she had during the day collapsed at this moment.

For the first time, she said softly and fragilely: "Lu Ze, can you give me a hug?"

Lu Ze's eyes were unfathomable at night.

Just when Qiao Xun thought he would leave, he had gently pulled her onto his lap. He told her softly that he had no feeling in his legs. He told her that he would not feel pain...

After a while, he lowered his head to kiss her and at the same time reached into her nightgown.

He is very restrained.

Everything was done slowly, but God knows how nervous he was. He was afraid that she would be dissatisfied and even more afraid that she would be disgusted. After all, he was disabled now and he could only move one hand...

He hasn't done this in several years, and in the past two years, he has never even committed suicide.

Feeling unfamiliar after all.

He took her feelings into consideration and was always gentle. He let her sit on his palm... He looked at her expression in the dark and asked her in a low voice if she was okay?

Qiao Xun said nothing.

She lay on his shoulder, gently biting the flesh of his neck, silently urging him.

After a while, she cried out in a low voice.

He turned her face over, insisting on looking at her, pressing her down with his big palm... They just stared at each other's almost twisted faces, silent about this love affair.

Although there was silence, each other's bodies felt terribly.

Perhaps because of their immorality, their bodies were almost inundated...

Over and over again, several times.

Until it was almost dawn, Lu Ze was still reluctant to leave. He held her slender waist, watched her expression in the faint morning light, and asked gently: "Are you okay?"

Qiao Xun has already recovered.

After all, she is a woman, once or twice is enough, and then she will just feed him.

She could feel that Lu Ze had not had a woman in the past few years. Although he was restrained, he was really... very fierce in that aspect. He must have endured it for a long time.

She was attached to this feeling and would rather let him think that she had great needs.

She was still holding him.

Lu Ze probably understood her mood. He hugged her for a long time. Before it was completely dark, he whispered: "Qiao Xun, we only have one night! After this night, we have forgotten about this matter."

Qiao Xun held his face and said in a soft voice: "Do you mind Lin Shuang? Lu Ze, we..."

"We're just having fun!"

Lu Ze interrupted her and apologized indifferently: "I'm not prepared to take responsibility."

Qiao Xun looked at his face carefully...