After the divorce, the wife ran away with a pregnant belly

Chapter 21
Feeling unwilling, she stared fixedly at Cheng Jiayan's eyes.

"You were the one who hugged me after drinking too much that night!"

If it wasn't for Cheng Jiayan's enthusiasm, Lu Yao would never dare to surpass him even if he liked him for many years.

It was also because of that time that she unexpectedly had a child.

And Cheng Jiayan didn't know about all this.

"I drank too much!" Cheng Jiayan's face turned even darker when he mentioned this matter, "You could have pushed me away, but you didn't do anything, Lu Yao, after all, you didn't do it voluntarily."

He looked down at Lu Yao with a sarcastic look on his face.

Having been humiliated by him too many times, at this moment, Lu Yao doesn't care anymore.

She deliberately chuckled, "Yeah, why didn't I cherish the opportunity to sleep with you for free? Since you also know that it's something you love and I want, when it's over, just pretend it never happened, and don't mention it again. "

After all, that night gave her a new life in her belly.

Although Cheng Jiayan didn't doubt it, Lu Yao was still worried that he would know about the child.

Seeing her indifferent look, Cheng Jiayan could no longer suppress the anger in his heart.

Is this damn woman just to climb into her own bed!

He sneered.

"Okay, since you can't forget that night, I'll satisfy you again!"

After finishing speaking, he stretched his big palm up along Lu Yao's skirt.

Lu Yao froze first, then struggled vigorously.

Absolutely not!

Not to mention that she doesn't want to have anything to do with Cheng Jiayan now, not to mention that she is still pregnant with a child!

"Cheng Jiayan, you bastard, let me go!"

She was so angry that she cursed, but she still couldn't stop the man from making further moves.

On the contrary, because of her flustered look, Cheng Jiayan smiled with more satisfaction.

"Lu Yao, you can't escape!"

Even if the two divorced, as long as he wanted, he could lock Lu Yao in his own cage at any time.

Originally, he only did this kind of thing to punish Lu Yao, but gradually, the delicate and smooth skin made Cheng Jiayan feel a little distracted, and he couldn't help but bowed his head and kissed it.

Sensing his movements, Lu Yao's originally delicate face suddenly turned pale, and he let his nails sink into his palms, but he didn't feel any pain.

Also.

In Cheng Jiayan's eyes, he was probably a woman who would do anything to achieve her goal or even sell her body.

Seeing that the struggle was fruitless, Lu Yao lay motionless on the sofa, like a dead fish, with no light in his eyes.

Seeing her like this, Cheng Jiayan was not happy.

"Hey, move!"

As soon as the words fell, he caught a glimpse of a crystal clear tear, slowly gliding across the woman's face.

Seeing this scene, Cheng Jiayan's heart seemed to be grabbed by something, and it hurt fiercely.

"Hurry up if you want, I don't want to be discovered by others."

Lu Yao said it in a tone without the slightest emotion, and she stared blankly at the ceiling, as if she regarded this kind of thing as a task.

Immediately, Cheng Jiayan felt dull, and felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.

"Lu Yao, you—"

He grabbed the woman's chin and was about to say something when he suddenly heard a rush of shouts from outside the door.

"Brother Cheng Jiayan, are you here?"

Through a door, Fu Tong walked along the corridor to find him.

She felt strange. At the banquet, Cheng Jiayan temporarily said that he was going to the toilet, but he didn't come back after 10 minutes. She sent someone to check in the toilet, but there was no sign of Cheng Jiayan.

This can't help but make Fu Tong feel a sense of crisis in his heart.

Although Cheng Jiayan brought her to the banquet this time, Fu Tong knew that Cheng himself had a lot to do with him. At most, Cheng Jiayan only liked her a little bit, but if she wanted to marry Cheng Cheng's family and become a legitimate Mrs. Cheng, she needed to remove all obstacles.

Suddenly, she noticed a cufflink scattered at the door of the lounge, which was the same style as the cufflink on Cheng Jiayan's suit.

Fu Tong suddenly felt something was wrong, and turned the doorknob, only to find that it was locked.

She pounded on the door panel vigorously, but her voice was still cute and soft.

"Brother Cheng Jiayan, are you inside?"

Through a thin door, Cheng Jiayan was pressing Lu Yao on the narrow sofa, even keeping his hands in the hem of her skirt and not coming out.

Lu Yao panicked, and signaled Cheng Jiayan with his eyes to get out quickly.

However, the man unhurriedly unzipped the side zipper of her dress and looked at her with a smirk.

"beg me."

This is Cheng Jiayan's bad taste, he likes to see Lu Yao bowing his head to him and begging for mercy.

When her skin touched the cold air, Lu Yao's body trembled unconsciously. She bit her lip tightly, not wanting to bow her head to Cheng Jiayan.

But the man didn't seem to panic at all.

Fu Tong's shouts from outside the door continued to come in, but Cheng Jiayan had no intention of opening the door at all. Instead, he stroked Lu Yao's face, walked down her slender neck, leaned slightly, and whispered in her ear. Slowly exhale hot air.

"Lu Yao, please, beg for mercy, and I will let you go."

Lu Yao bit his lip and said nothing.

Probably because there was no movement inside the door, but Fu Tong was very suspicious of someone in the room, so he called the hotel manager directly, planning to use the spare key to open the door.

Hearing the approaching footsteps, Lu Yao panicked.

She knew Cheng Jiayan's temper, and with his personality, there was nothing he couldn't do.

Finally, Lu Yao trembled and spoke.

"I beg you……"

……

"faster!"

Fu Tong stared closely at the hotel manager's movements, seeing that the key was about to open the door, her heart also jumped to the extreme.

Suddenly, the door was pushed open from the inside, startling the two people standing outside the door.

"What's the matter?"

Cheng Jiayan walked out of the room slowly, with the tiredness and laziness of just waking up still on his face.

The moment he saw him, Fu Tong breathed a sigh of relief, but for some reason, he always felt that this matter was a little strange.

She walked over with a smile and took Cheng Jiayan's arm.

"Brother Cheng Jiayan, didn't you say you wanted to go to the bathroom? Why did you come here alone? I've been looking for you for a long time, but I'm so worried."

As she spoke, she poked her head and looked into the room.

The not-so-spacious lounge can be seen at a glance. Except for a few sofas and tables, there is a row of clothes racks next to it, and there is no trace of other people behind it.

Sensing her movement, Cheng Jiayan put his arm around Fu Tong's waist, and took a step forward to block her view, "I felt tired when I came out, so I rested here for a while, forgetting the time."

His explanation was well-founded, but Fu Tong was still suspicious.

He shouted outside the door for so long just now, even if Cheng Jiayan was sleeping inside, he should have woken up.

Moreover, why did that cufflink fall at the door of the room for no reason?

(End of this chapter)