She doesn't want to pretend anymore

"Sister, don't be sad. Didn't you always say that family affection has nothing to do with blood ties?"

"Sister, when you advised me with a sense of superiority based on blood ties, did you ever think that I would be sad too?"

"Fortunately, Brother Zimo has come up with a good solution that has the best of both worlds."

What's the best of both worlds?

Drain her blood?

"Since Sister is so disdainful of her own bloodline, then we will drain her blood. It is said that the bloodline of the Yan family carries special powers."

Yan Siyu glanced at Gu Zimo who had one hand in his trouser pocket.

"It's useless to keep this kind of power in my body, so why not give it to Brother Zimo?"

"So you want my blood!" Yan Manshu murmured in a low voice.

She finally figured out what the two were up to and bit her lip, tasting rust in her mouth.

She hated the two people in front of her, but there was nothing she could do at this time.

These two people usually disguised themselves too well and colluded with each other to persuade her to run to this remote place to raise her baby and not even hire a servant to take care of her.

They say the environment here is good and good for the fetus.

She foolishly believed it.

So much so that when she was arrested, no one knew about it.

Yan Manshu, who had lost too much blood, was already somewhat unconscious.

But the sharp pain in her stomach still reminded her that she still had a child!

She looked at Gu Zimo, a modest gentleman, and hated herself for having trusted the wrong person.

I didn't know that beneath this person's gentle appearance was a vicious heart.

She deliberately showed weakness: "Brother Zimo, if you only want my blood, can you let my child go? He is about to be born. Please help me find a doctor. Caesarean section is also OK!"

She knew that she couldn't last long enough for the baby to be born normally, and she didn't have the strength to do so due to excessive blood loss.

She tried to use blood ties to arouse the last bit of sympathy in the man's heart.

"He is not only my child, but also yours. Do you want to watch your child die in my belly?"

Unfortunately, the person who answered her was not Gu Zimo.

He just stood there indifferently, and it was Yan Siyu who spoke.

At some point, Yan Siyu had a scalpel in her hand: "Sister, what nonsense are you talking about? How could the baby in your belly be Brother Zimo's child?"

"Brother Zimo hates me so much, how could he sleep with me?"

"Sister got drunk that day, which was originally arranged by us. The one who had a night with sister should be that fat pig Qin Hao from the Qin family."

"My sister might be carrying a piglet in her belly."

impossible!

Yan Manshu opened her eyes wide. How could she not know Qin Hao?

But it was definitely not him who was with her that night!

She always thought that the person she slept with was Gu Zimo, but if it wasn’t him, who else could it be?

"Sister, you don't believe me. I can't do anything about it. I'll help you take the baby out later, and then you'll know what he is."

Yan Siyu studied medicine, otherwise Gu Zimo would not dare to leave her alone.

All the equipment here were prepared by Yan Siyu.

She said she wanted to cut open Yan Manshu's belly, and she really did it.

Gu Zimo just stood aside without saying a word.

The man's indifference made Yan Manshu feel despair in his heart, like an icy needle piercing his bones.

There were lightning and thunder outside. Yan Siyu was like a butcher on a rainy night. He held a scalpel and calmly cut open Yan Manshu's belly.

Without anesthesia, excessive blood loss and severe pain made Yan Manshu feel like he was living a life worse than death.

But for the sake of her child, she still held on and went to Yan Siyu to have a cesarean section to deliver the baby.

Yan Siyu held the bloody doll in both hands, preparing to do something in front of Yan Manshu.

But the doll suddenly opened its eyes, and its bloodshot pupils stared at Yan Siyu intently.