Spoiled Marriage: Big President, Little Sweetheart

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An Ran lay on the bed, her hands tightening the sheets under her body, her heart suddenly tightened, as if she had guessed what he was going to say.

"……what?"

The male doctor looked at her sympathetically and announced the bad news, "Miss Ann, you may not be able to be a mother in your life."

——Miss Ann, you may not be able to be a mother in your life.

An Ran’s pupils shrunk into needle-pointed wheaten, tears streaming down her face suddenly, sobbing and crying...

Everyone in the interrogation room looked at her sympathetically, especially the policewoman, sympathetic but incomprehensible.

An Ran should be very aware of her own physical condition, and deliberately fell down the stairs in order to frame others. It's all right now, the child is gone, and I am punished. I can't get pregnant in this life. Why is this?

Is money status that important to her?

Is it worth using her to exchange the happiness of a woman's life?

"Miss Ann, although this news is unfortunate, I still want to remind you that your detention procedures have been completed. You must stay at the police station these days before the bartender returns to your country. Of course, for your health Consider, we will ask the doctor to do routine checkups for you every three hours to try our best to ensure your health."

"Now you can rest here with peace of mind, and the doctor will come to change you some drips later."

The people in the interrogation room left one after another, and the people who were sobbing in pain didn't care at all. She kept crying until her voice became hoarse, and she couldn't fall a single tear. Then she opened a pair of crimson eyes and looked at the roof indifferently...

Time passed by minute by minute.

She heard footsteps outside, and then the doorknob of the interrogation room clicked. After a while, a person walked in with heavy steps.

Who's here again?

The doctor or the policewoman?

An Ran was lying on the bed and didn't want to move, her chest was burning with uncomfortable fire, and she was about to suffocate.

She didn't want to care about anyone, now she just wanted to lie down quietly for a while.

At this moment, an unexpected voice rang at the door, "Sister An Ran?"

An Ran's eyes widened suddenly.

She reluctantly supported herself and sat up from the bed, and saw the man coming in from outside through the visitor bars of the interrogation room-Huang Xin's face was bruised, and she looked very embarrassed.

It was no different from what she saw in the morning.

No, it should look more embarrassed than in the morning.

Because he had some new scars besides the scars left by the fight on his face, his left cheek was obviously beaten, leaving a bright red five-fingerprint!

An Ran's lips squirmed and looked at him complicatedly, "What are you doing?"

Huang Xin sat on the bench where he was visiting the prison, handed it a bank card through the gap between the iron bars, and placed it on the stone platform inside her, before speaking with a forbearing voice, "There are five million in it. You take it and give it to The police fill in the money from Si Shen."

An Ran's heart tightened, and she sat up a little bit, looked eagerly at the bank card, then looked away, and looked at him, "How would you know me..." How could she know that she was short of 5 million to fill the hole?

Huang Xin seemed to know what she was asking, and said calmly, "Auntie told me. Auntie told me everything, and Si Shen's secretary also called me."

Of course, Si Shen's secretary and the noblewoman are completely different.

If it was before, he would definitely believe Aunt Ann without hesitation, but now he is not sure...

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