Rich and poisonous love: Husband, please love me

"Shut up, shut up, shut up for me." His eyes were bloodshot and he grabbed her neck tightly, yelling fiercely, and his heartbeat drove him almost crazy.

"Can't stand it? But it's a fact, maybe right now she's having sex with your cousin crazily, and she's groaning/groaning with your cousin... Seeing him suffering so much for Bai Shuixi, she continued to stimulate her with cold eyes.

"You bitch, tell me, see if I don't strangle you, go to hell."

Before his eyes were the scene of Bai Shuixi panting and moaning under Ling Muze, with strong anger and hatred running around in his body, his eyes were full of angry flames, and he already regarded Xia Lan in front of him as Bai Shui who made him want to die Xi.

He was pinching her to death, Xia Lan's cheeks were pale, her eyes were wide open, her breathing was blocked in her throat, and she was about to suffocate in pain.

"I'm not as good as Ling Muze. Why would you rather be his mistress than marry me? Why? Why? Tell me!" He yelled in pain like a seriously injured beast.

Xia Lan felt that her breathing was getting weaker and weaker, and a line of tears fell down the corners of her eyes in despair.

Suddenly, she thought of the child in her belly.

She began to struggle, but the more she struggled, the harder he pinched.

She struggled to squeeze each word out of her throat: "Ling, Ling Yucheng, strangle me to death, even, strangle the child in our womb together."

The voice was not loud, but it was very clear in the silent night, and the pliers that were pinching her neck suddenly disappeared.

Xia Lan stroked her pinched neck, which was burning and hurting, and coughed desperately.

"Tell me what you said just now." His voice was so cold that there was no trace of joy.

Xia Lan's heart tightened suddenly, seeing his expression, but she didn't have the joy of being a father at all, her body felt cold when she saw it.

Finally found the voice: "I'm pregnant, the child is yours."

She looked at him firmly, and if he dared to say that the child was not his, she thought she would punch him.

He said as coldly as ice: "Kill the child."

These few words completely drove her into hell, and she stared at him with unbelievable eyes: "Ling Yucheng, that's your child, that's a little life, how can you say such heartless and cruel words indifferently?" , are you human?"

Tears slid down the cheeks along the heartache.

Indifferent to her painful questioning, a sneer appeared on the corner of her lips: "You deliberately let this child become pregnant. You know that I don't love you, but you are just using you to play with you. It's your problem to take contraceptive measures, and I didn't want you to conceive this child."

Xia Lan didn't expect him to be so unfeeling, no, there is no love word, all he has for himself is despair, his eyes are wide open, full of tears of pain and anger.

"Look at what you're sad about. It's your own fault, no one else's fault."

He stared at her indifferently, his voice was cold and piercing: "I want to use my child to make me marry you. Let me tell you, there is no way. I, Ling Yucheng, only marry the woman I love, and I only want to have children with the woman I love. Moreover, I hate playing tricks on women the most." The scheming is threatening with children, Xia Lan, I don't want to see you again from now on."

"Ling Yucheng, you bastard." Angrily, Xia Lan slapped him across the face.

Ling Yucheng wiped off the blood from his lips indifferently: "Remember to knock out the child, from now on, don't appear in front of me again."

"Ling Yucheng, I hate you." Xia Lan growled at him through gritted teeth, her shoulders were constantly shaking because of her emotions.

"Hmph, you can hate it if you like it, anyway, it doesn't matter to me what you think." He left this sentence coldly, and walked towards the car.

Thinking of something, he turned around: "Xia Lan, I advise you to stop playing tricks on me. If you let me know that you didn't go to the hospital to kill your child, don't blame me for ordering someone to kill your child."

"Ah~~" There was nowhere to vent the pain in her heart, and Xia Lan screamed loudly to vent it.

At the beginning, she thought that he would be indifferent to the child in her womb, but she still came here with a little bit of beautiful fantasy.

But I didn't expect, I didn't expect that he would treat their children like this, and be so ruthless.

"Ling Yucheng, I hate you, I hate you, you, and Bai Shuixi, I will never let you go, ah~~~"

Because she was too emotional, she felt her abdomen shrink violently. She couldn't help but bowed in pain, and called out in cold sweat: "Ling, Ling Yucheng, child, child..."

Her vision gradually blurred, and she saw him get into the car resolutely, start the engine, her vision was as dazzling as daylight, and it was the lights cast on her.

She felt that her lower body was wet, she looked down, it was blood red, blood red.

Her face turned pale in an instant, and she screamed in horror: "My child, my child..."

When she woke up, she was in a white ward, as pale as her face.

She reached out to touch her belly, which was flat. She opened her eyes wide and yelled in horror, "Doctor, doctor, where is my child? My child?"

A nurse rushed in when she heard the cry. She was still wearing a hanging needle. Seeing her moving violently, the needle on the back of her hand slipped in the skin, and blood dripped down the back of her hand. Go forward and hold her down.

"Calm down, you've had a miscarriage and need a good rest..."

She held the nurse's clothes tightly with both hands, her eyes were bloodshot, and she yelled at the nurse in disbelief: "Miscarriage? Who did you say had a miscarriage? Tell me clearly, who had a miscarriage?"

The nurse was in extreme pain from being caught by her, and struggled: "Miss, I can understand your feelings, but you can have another child if you don't have one, don't be so desperate."

"My baby stayed in my stomach so it didn't disappear. You lied, you lied." She screamed, not daring to face the reality, and tears kept rolling down her cheeks. Although she didn't admit it, she already knew it in her heart What is the truth.

"Xia Lan, have you had enough trouble? Do you know how much you miss the street shrew now!" A clear voice sounded.

Xia Lan let go of the nurse's hand with a dull expression, and looked towards the door, only to see Ling Yucheng standing there indifferently.

She had aborted their child, and he was still as indifferent as ever, Xia Lan really wanted to look up and laugh.

"What are you doing here! I don't want to see you, so go away." Her body trembled from her hatred for Ling Yucheng.

Seeing him now, she would think of the child who left before he was born, he was the one who killed their child, and he was the chief culprit.

No, it's not him, it's Bai Shuixi, it's Bai Shuixi who is obsessed with his heart, that's why he is so indifferent and cruel to himself, if there is no Bai Shuixi, he will definitely fall in love with her, definitely will.

It was Bai Shuixi, everything was the fault of that bitch Bai Shuixi, and Bai Shuixi was the culprit.

Ling Yucheng didn't care about her hysteria at all, and walked towards her tall and straight.

Her eyes were wide open, watching his every move vigilantly. To her now, he was a devil, a dying devil who caused her heartache.

"I'm not a heartless person," he said.

He had hurt her so far, and hearing what he said, she still faintly felt a little expectation, but soon, her last hope was also shattered, making her feel how cheap and pitiful she was.

He took out a bank card and handed it in front of her: "How do you say you are pregnant with my child, and now you have a miscarriage, I should also give you some compensation. There are 300 million in it, and the password is six 6s. You Take it, from now on, don't find any reason to pester me again."

Xia Lan only felt dizzy before her eyes, and almost fainted out of control.

It turned out that her affection for him was worth as much as 300 million. She really wanted to laugh, and she laughed too.

The laughter was self-deprecating, desperation, or hatred. The nurses listening to it all tightened their shoulders in fear, because the laughter was too sharp and harsh, and it was really frightening.

Ling Yucheng frowned in displeasure: "I know you want me to be responsible for you, but I don't love you, and I even dislike you. Marriage is about a lifetime, and I can't spend a long life marrying a woman I don't like. This is the only compensation I can give you, take it, this money is enough for you to live a good life."

He handed the bank to her.

"Ling Yucheng, what you said is so terrific and cruel." Tears of pain kept sliding down her cheeks.

"In terms of relationships, be extreme and ruthless, so you don't procrastinate, don't you?" He asked coldly, looking at her without any emotion, even impatiently.

"Hehe, hehe." Xia Lan said dryly and coldly, taking the card in his hand with trembling hands.

Seeing that she had accepted the card, Ling Yucheng heaved a sigh of relief, and the guilt towards her completely disappeared after she accepted the card.

"I have something to do, so I'm leaving first. Take care." He turned around and left without waiting for her answer.

Xia Lan looked at the back of him resolutely leaving, her trembling hands wanted to fold the card into two pieces in front of him arrogantly, so as not to let his dignity be trampled on.

But in the end he didn't do that. He made him fall into such a miserable situation. She should have accepted the 300 million yuan calmly. She already had nothing, not even money.

Holding the bank card tightly with both hands, tears of hatred kept rolling down his cheeks.

Bai Shuixi, Ling Yucheng, I won't let you go, no!

After working in the magazine for over a month, Shui Xi, with her hard work and outstanding performance, made the leader promote her as a reporter.

Today I have the task of interviewing the founder of Huashi Group.

The press conference was held in the lobby of the Champs-Elysees, and there were several layers of reporters inside and outside.

When Shui Xi and Jia Hui arrived with the interview tools, the venue was already full of people, and the two of them forced themselves to squeeze in. The sweat slid down their cheeks, but the two of them were full of energy. smile happily.

Since coming to the "Charming Man" magazine, the pleasant working atmosphere has made Shui Xi fall in love with the profession of reporter.