Marriage is sultry: Quan Shao lures his wife into addiction

Chapter 953 The knife on Yang Lihe's neck
Yang Lihe didn't speak, just kept silent, and looked at her calmly and indifferently.

The cleaner took off the mask, revealing Ma Yawen's face.

She glared at Yang Lihe gloomily and with hatred, her eyes were green and cold like you are a ghost crawling out of hell.Staring straight at Yang Lihe, there was a feeling that he wanted to kill her immediately.

The head of the stick on Yang Lihe's stomach became a little bit harder, Yang Lihe only felt that it was very uncomfortable for her to push his stomach.

He frowned in displeasure, and there was a gloomy and cold murderous look in his eyes.

She could even feel the baby in her stomach moving faintly.

Yang Lihe didn't speak, but just stared at Ma Yawen with his cold eyes.

Ma Yawen evoked a sinister sneer, stared at Yang Lihe fiercely, and said sadly, "Yang Lihe, how is it, did you never think that you will have this day?"

She lowered her voice very low, and it sounded more eerie, especially her eyes, which were ferocious and vicious.

Holding a mop stick, she took two steps towards Yang Lihe, her gaze slowly shifted from her face to Yang Lihe's stomach, and the corners of her lips curled up again, "I heard you are pregnant with twins? Mo Junbo Are you happy? Are you proud? Ah!"

While speaking, the top of the stick on Yang Lihe's stomach hit Yang Lihe's stomach heavily, as if she must be beaten to cause a miscarriage.

Yang Lihe suffered from pain, but endured it.

Gritting her teeth tightly, she stared at Ma Yawen with bloodshot eyes.

"What? Do you hate me? Are you still afraid of me? So what? Do you think I still have any fears and scruples?" Ma Yawen stared at Yang Lihe viciously like a ghost, "What are you! What snatched everything that belonged to me, Ziqing? If it wasn’t for you, the one who owned all of this would be my Ziqing! It was you, a damned woman, who not only stole everything from her, but also made me end up where I am now! You Say, will I let you go? Yang Lihe, look at me, do you really want to kill me? Do you hate? I killed your adoptive parents!"

Yang Lihe took a deep breath to calm himself down, and the expression on his face returned to normal, looking like a normal person.

She raised a nonchalant smile towards Ma Yawen, looked at her peacefully, and said unhurriedly, "Ms. Ma, is there really nothing worthy of your fear and scruples? For example, your daughter? You Don’t you care? Another example, don’t you want to sit in the position of Mrs. Qi? Do you think that you hurt me today, or that you can win something for your daughter with the thought of dying with me? ? I promise, you will see Qi Ziqing's life worse than yours, and even life would be worse than death."

The corners of Ma Yawen's mouth twitched fiercely, with anger and ruthlessness flashing across her eyes, she gritted her teeth at Yang Lihe and said, "Yang Lihe, if you dare to touch me, I will make your life worse than death first! Mo Junbo’s kind, right? Tell me, if I hit your stomach hard with this mop stick, or hit your stomach hard with a knee, do you think you two children can still survive? live?"

"Lihe, are you alright?" Mo Junbo's voice came from outside.

Ma Yawen actually took out a fruit knife, threw it at Yang Lihe's neck, and said threateningly, "How should I say it, don't I need to teach you?"

She held a fruit knife around Yang Lihe's neck in one hand, and threw away the mop in the other hand. She also held a fruit knife and pressed the tip of the knife against Yang Lihe's stomach.

"Wait, not yet. I ate too much fruit this morning, so wait a little longer." Yang Lihe said calmly to the outside.

At the door, Mo Junbo frowned.

Already knew something was wrong inside.

In the morning, she didn't eat fruit at all, but ate a nutritional package, which was the same as Tongtong.

"Well, I'm waiting outside. I'm not in a hurry, take my time, and I'm not in a hurry." Mo Junbo said in a calm and steady voice.

He waved to Ling Yue who was not far away, Ling Yue hurried over, Mo Junbo whispered in his ear, and Ling Yue nodded frequently.

In the bathroom, Ma Yawen supported Yang Lihe and walked towards one side of the window.

"If I'm not mistaken, you came to see Mayalan, right?" Ma Yawen said coldly, then chuckled sullenly, and the smile gave off a creepy feeling, "Why, Mo Junbo You found out, is Mayalan your biological mother?"

"Ms. Ma, how is Qi Yilan?" Yang Lihe suddenly asked such a question.

When Ma Yawen heard the words Qi Yilan, Ma Yawen's face changed suddenly, and anger flashed across her eyes, "Yang Lihe, what do you mean!"

Yang Lihe bent his lips and smiled, with a mysterious and weird smile on his face, turned his head slightly, looked at the mirror obliquely in front of him, and said unhurriedly, "What do you think I should mean?"

"Did Ma Yalan tell you something? Did she tell you where she got my daughter!" Ma Yawen suddenly raised her voice, questioning Yang Lihe in a voice that was almost screaming. The tone was sharp, harsh, and even more tinged with anger.

The hands holding the fruit knife trembled slightly, and even the whole body trembled faintly, as if a little nervous.

Yang Lihe saw that her thoughts were a little relaxed and her emotions were a little loose, and the knife that was touching her neck was also slightly moved away, and a flash of vigor and ruthlessness flashed in her eyes.

He raised his legs at an extremely fast speed, bent his knees at a 180-degree angle, and pushed heavily towards Ma Yawen's legs without hesitation.

No matter who a woman is, the most vulnerable place is always between her legs.

Ma Yawen didn't expect Yang Lihe to make such a move, nor did she expect Yang Lihe's skill to be so good.

Even though he already has a bulky belly, he still has such agility.

The most sensitive and fragile place between her legs was hit hard, and Mayalan groaned in pain, and the fruit knife in her hand dropped with a "bang".

Although Yang Lihe said she was pregnant, she didn't miss any of the sports she should have.

I do yoga and gymnastics for pregnant women every day. Although my body is a bit bulkier and not as flexible as before, it is more than enough to deal with Ma Yawen if I really find the right opportunity.

Ma Yawen bent over, clutching between her legs, tears came out from the pain.

Yang Lihe smiled coldly at her, ready to leave.

In the toilet, the toilet door opened after squatting, and a gleaming knife was placed on Yang Lihe's neck again.

(End of this chapter)