Duan Zichen gritted his teeth coldly, all he could think about was how she smiled sweetly when she was on the phone with Miao Jinyu just now.

His whole chest was filled with jealousy.

Once, her heart and eyes were filled with him, and all her smiles and tenderness belonged only to him.

But now, she only gives him a cold face or glares at him. How can she still have half of the love and affection she once had?

Duan Zichen said he could not accept such a gap.

Yan Qin pushed Duan Zichen away hard.

Taking two steps back, she wiped away the tears on her face, "I don't want to marry anyone, and I can also..."

Stopped abruptly.

She subconsciously covered her lower abdomen with her hands, her eyes filled with pain and reluctance.

"What can I do?" Duan Zichen's dark eyes narrowed slightly, a cold light suddenly appearing.

"I can..." Yan Qin took a deep breath, raised his eyes to look at him, and said bravely and cruelly: "Kill him."

Duan Zichen was angry.

His handsome face became ferocious and twisted because of his rage. He gritted his teeth and glared at her fiercely, "Yan Xiaoqin, say it again!"

He was full of anger, and his face was gloomy and terrifying.

Any fool knows that it is best not to provoke him at this moment.

Yan Qin's heart tightened and she didn't dare to say a word.

He quickly grabbed her wrist and pulled her towards him.

"Say it again if you dare!" He gritted his teeth and glared at her face with cold eyes.

Every word is cold and bone-chilling.

Yan Qin thought of how he decided to leave last night despite her efforts to stay...

After all, she and him were not from the same world.

Heartbroken, she raised her eyes to meet his, and said stubbornly and decisively: "I can kill him, he shouldn't have existed in the first place - uh..."

His hands strangled her neck fiercely.

Her breathing was blocked, her eyebrows were furrowed, and her face turned red quickly.

Duan Zichen was furious.

He finally got her pregnant with the child, and now she actually said she wanted to abort it?

In order to be with another man, would she even have the heart to kill her own flesh and blood?!

Is the person named Miao so important to her?

"Yan Xiaoqin! You really think I dare not strangle you to death, do you?!" He spat out the words between his teeth, leaned close to her face, and sprayed all his cold breath on her face.

There was jealousy and hatred in his eyes, and the chill was biting to the bone.

Yan Qin was so uncomfortable that he could not speak, and tears overflowed from the corners of his eyes.

He felt distressed, but couldn't get angry.

Jealousy changed him beyond recognition.

"You just don't want to have my child, do you?" Duan Zichen was furious, jealousy growing crazily in his heart like spring grass after rain.

She seems to be weak-tempered, but she is actually very stubborn.

So the more ruthless he is, the more she will fight against him.

"Yes." She spoke with difficulty, stopped her tears and looked at him coldly.

This child is a "transaction" between them, not in an atmosphere of "love".

If she had a choice, she really didn't want to get pregnant.

"Because of Miao Jinyu?" Duan Zichen deeply misunderstood.

"Do you believe me if I tell you not?" She smiled bitterly.

"Don't believe it!!"

"That's it."

"you!"

Duan Zichen was so angry that he wanted to explode on the spot.

My heart twitched violently.

His hands involuntarily let go of her neck.

He looked at her angrily, his eyes filled with scarlet red.

Why couldn't she just say "no" clearly?

Doesn't this ambiguous rhetorical question just mean that she is guilty?

In her heart, she obviously pretends to be Miao Jinyu!!

What does it mean to mourn more than to die?

Yan Qin is at this moment.

Perhaps if we want to end this absurdity, we must admit some groundless accusations without conscience.

Yan Qin smiled and nodded, "Yes, it's just for him. I like him and I want to be with him. Duan Zichen, I don't want to give you a child, not at all -"

"Shut up!" he shouted angrily.

"I hate you! If possible, I wish I would never see you again -" she insisted on saying it, and specifically chose words that would anger him.

"I told you to shut up!!" Duan Zichen shouted sternly, his eyes cracking.

"I'm telling the truth, why should I shut up?" She smiled brightly.

Duan Zichen turned away in anger.

Can't stay any longer.

If he continued to stay and was stimulated by her words like this, he didn't know what he would do.

Yan Qin grabbed him and said, "Don't leave! I haven't finished speaking yet -"

"Go away!" In anger, he waved her hand away.

She was caught off guard and was swung back.

He took a few steps back, lost his balance for a moment, and sat down heavily on the sofa.

Her face turned pale instantly.

Because the force of sitting down was too great, it caused her lower abdomen to twitch violently.

Boom!

The man was so angry that he slammed the door and left.

Yan Qin's face was as white as paper, and he slowly covered his lower abdomen with his hands, while cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

The pain gradually became clearer and more intensive...

…

Yan Qin had a fetal movement and almost had a miscarriage.

After receiving the news, Jiang Nanxing quickly made soup, bought flowers and fruits, and rushed towards a hospital without stopping.

When she arrived at the hospital, she got out of the car and walked straight to the inpatient department.

Yan Qin lives on the third floor, bed 310.

"Honey, please slow down." Rong Shi could hardly catch up behind him.

Jiang Nanxing turned a deaf ear and was only concerned about the safety of her best friend.

She couldn't feel at ease until she saw with her own eyes that Qin'er was fine.

"Don't be so anxious. Zichen said she is fine." Rong Shi kept comforting her.

"How could you have fetal convulsions when you're fine? You're such an old man, why don't you know how to take good care of yourself?" Jiang Nanxing frowned, full of worry and anxiety.

The elevator reached the third floor, and Jiang Nanxing hurried out of the elevator carrying soup and fruit.

Looking around, looking for the ward number.

I was looking forward according to the room number, when suddenly two young nurses walked towards me.

The tall little nurse was complaining in a low voice to the colleague next to her, "You said this guy, you really can't tell that such a handsome guy actually beats his wife."

"You mean the pregnant woman in bed 310?"

"Yes, that's the pregnant woman. You said her husband was so handsome that he beat her until she almost had a miscarriage..."
To be continued...