Crying Goodbye

"What are you doing?" Ji Mubai, let me go! " Mo Wen struggled on the way back, but she was still brought back to the villa by Ji Mubai.

The high iron gate locked the sky outside, and it seemed that even the air was blocked off.

Ji Mubai's cold aura had already disappeared, but his face was still cold. He used one hand to pull Mo Wen towards the living room. The moment he entered the door, he tossed her onto the sofa and walked outside.

"From today onwards, if you dare to miscarry again, I guarantee you that you will never have another child!"

The mahogany door slowly closed, leaving behind only a gloomy voice that constantly echoed in Mo Wen's ears.

She got up and pounced over, as if she was using all of her strength to shout, "Ji Mubai, I won't give birth to your child!"

"No, I won't give birth to your child …"

Mo Wen muttered to himself again and again as if he was admonishing himself. However, his tears continued to flow down his face like rain.

Her hand had been tightly placed on her lower abdomen the entire time, carrying a look of pity and reluctance. Her heart felt as if it had been stabbed by a knife, and after an unknown period of time, she gradually curled up on the carpet and fell asleep.

The clatter of high heels rang out behind him. Mo Wen slightly frowned and turned his head to look behind him.

Feng Xue'er, whose face was adorned with exquisite makeup, had an elegant smile on her face as she caressed her waist and walked towards her.

Mo Wen placed the bowl of soup on the table, stood up and was about to head to his room.

"What is it? "Did you see my guilty conscience?"

A sharp voice pierced her brain like a needle. Mo Wen raised his hand to rub his forehead, then turned and left.

But in less than two steps, a figure appeared in front of her.

Feng Xue'er smiled lightly and said, "Do you think that just because you're hiding in this place, I won't be able to find you?"

She carefully sized Mo Wen up, her tone gradually turning cold, "A vile child, he still has the face to give birth to her?!"

"Shut up!" Mo Wen suddenly raised his head, his gaze was like a knife as he fiercely shot towards her, "A third party is not qualified to say these things in front of me!"

"You!" Feng Xue'er's face instantly flushed red, but in the blink of an eye, she leaned over and whispered into Mo Wen's ear, "You still don't know, right? Mu Bai promised me that he will only want my child! Even if the evil child in your stomach was born, he would only be a nameless and useless illegitimate child! Do you understand? "

"No, he is my child!" Mo Wen's eyes immediately became bloodshot, and he raised his hand to hit her.

Feng Xue'er easily grabbed the upraised palm, her lips curled up into a mocking smile, and she said softly, "Are you angry from being embarrassed? If a child with an unknown father is not a vile child or an illegitimate child, then what is it? "

Feng Xue'er looked at Mo Wen's forcefully withstood the pain, her narrowed eyes flashed with a sinister light. She lightly walked up to Mo Wen and said in a low voice, "Oh, right, you still don't know? Now, besides my father, Mu Bai has the final say in Hai City's Chamber of Commerce. Moreover, Mu Bai has already promised to marry me! "

As she spoke, Feng Xue'er seemed to recall something. She stroked her messy hair and chuckled, "But Mu Bai is really too impatient. He hasn't even proposed marriage yet and he wants me to give him a child!"

Her delicate face flushed red, but a trace of viciousness flashed through her eyes. "Last night, Mu Bai didn't let me off, all for the sake of getting pregnant earlier."

Feng Xue'er's words were like hail as they ruthlessly flew towards Mo Wen. She tightly clutched her lower abdomen as the blood color on her face slowly faded.

Cold sweat soaked her eyes. Her gaze was empty, but she continued to glare fiercely at Feng Xue'er. "You … To... "I'm going to scram …"

Before she finished her sentence, she fell to the ground unconscious like a kite with its string cut.