After being forced to be his husband's wife

Who is this person?

His brows and eyes were full of unresolved pain, clearly resisting, but the man still clasped his waist tightly, as if his whole body was nailed to the door, unable to move half an inch, and could only be forced to bear the other party's pain. encroachment.

The man in the photo had the same face as him, but Qiao Yuan didn't know when he had such a relationship with a man.

If he was treated like this now, he would rather die than let the other party succeed.

Qiao Yuan's fingers were inadvertently tightened, his thin lips were slightly pursed, his eyes were fixed on the photo that the assistant handed him, and he didn't speak for a long time.

The assistant noticed Qiao Yuan's ugly face, and said cautiously, "Mr. Qiao... Could this be synthesized with AI? This technology is very popular now."

Hearing the assistant's words, Qiao Yuan's expression didn't soften, he just asked, "How many people in the company received this photo?"

"...A copy was sent to every employee's mailbox."

Qiao Yuan said coldly, "I want them to delete all of them, and those who don't obey will be fired immediately."

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After two seconds, Qiao Yuan said, "The person inside is not me."

The assistant heaved a sigh of relief. He has been with Qiao Yuan for more than half a year, and he is very clear about Qiao Yuan's temperament and personality. How could a man who usually looks like a frigid man fall in love with a man in a blink of an eye? This is too embarrassing. People were shocked.

Moreover, Qiao Yuan was an absolutely dedicated man. During the time he was dating Ye Mei, there were many men and women who showed good intentions, and they were all rejected by Qiao Yuan. After learning the news of their breakup, the assistant regretted it for a while.

After the assistant left the office, the indifference on Qiao Yuan's face completely disintegrated.

The photos in the mailbox somehow made him feel a little familiar, and a vague picture flashed in his mind, which was his nightmare in the middle of the night.

The man's face was as pale as a ghost, his gray pupils were as calm as a pool of stagnant water, and he clearly had a thin body, but under his flat chest, his bulging belly could not even be covered by his clothes.

There was a faint voice, echoing in his mind.

"Since your body is no different from that of a woman, you might as well stay at home and give birth to me exclusively."

"If you don't get pregnant, you don't want to step out of this door in the future."

"I'll find you a place to live outside. You just have to wait for me to come over. As for the child, he doesn't need to know that he was born by a man."

"Could it be that you still want to enter Ning's house?"

"It's just a lowly male prostitute who can sleep with money. Why do you pretend to be noble in front of me?"

"Stop looking for life and death in front of me, don't force me to lock you on the bed, find someone to take care of your daily life, and you, just lie down and wait for me to come back and do it

you. "

Who are you talking about?

Qiao Yuan couldn't think of it, and he didn't want to deliberately think about it.

He is Qiao Yuan...

Even if the man looks similar to him, they cannot be the same person.

Qiao Yuan's body trembled a little. He stood up and wanted to get a glass of cold water. Now he didn't want to see any outsiders.

Even when Ye Mei broke up with him and heard the model swearing sovereignty to him on the phone, he could still maintain his basic rationality and calmness.

He took a full glass of cold water and poured it down his throat.

This is very similar to the appearance of being forced to drink alcohol.

He didn't know how long he had been standing like this, but he heard someone knock on the door outside the office.

"Come in." Qiao Yuan said.

The assistant came in and said to him, "They have already asked them to delete the photos in the mailbox, and they have also found someone to investigate the sender, but the other party is an anonymous account. This may be just a prank, so don't take it to heart."

"Mr. Qiao, what's the matter with you?" the assistant asked when he saw that his face was not looking well.

Qiao Yuan didn't make a sound, but just shook his head.

"...Recently, there have been a lot of similar photos circulating on the Internet, adding a celebrity's face to..." the assistant said in relief.

"You go out." Qiao Yuan's voice was very soft, not as sharp as before.

"……it is good."

It would be fine if it was a prank, but Qiao Yuan always had the illusion of deja vu.

It was clear that there was nothing to be sad about, but his eye sockets had turned red, and his chest seemed to be half-pressed by a huge stone, making him feel suffocated.

Who is that man with a big belly?

The chest is flat, and the body also has the characteristics of a man, but why, she is pregnant like a woman, and her figure looks deformed and ugly.

Qiao Yuan kept telling himself, stop thinking about it.

How could he be controlled by others and treated as a woman to vent his desire.

He was Qiao Yuan, not the man in the photo, let alone the desperate figure in the nightmare, whose life fell like a meteor in the dazzling firelight.

There was a pain in the lower abdomen, Qiao Yuan covered his abdomen with his hand, Leng Jun frowned slightly, as if his flesh and blood were being eroded in pain, Qiao Yuan sat on the large leather seat, curled up his body slowly up some.

At this moment, he is so fragile that it seems that if he touches it lightly, it will be broken like porcelain.

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