There was lightning and thunder outside, strong winds, torrential rain, and flash floods were about to break out.
A night like this is destined to be restless.
The wooden house in the mountain looked crumbling under the erosion of wind and rain. Only the basement was lit, and the smell of blood inside was getting stronger and stronger.
Yan Manshu lay on a cold canopy bed with her belly bulging, her limbs tied with ropes.
She was sweating profusely, her hair was wet and stuck to her face, and her face was as pale as fragile tissue paper.
There were blood bags hanging next to the bed, bags of blood, all drawn from her body.
Perhaps the blood in his body was about to drain out, and the child in his belly gave a strong warning.
She struggled to get up from the bed, and her hands and feet made clanking sounds due to the violent struggle. The skin on her wrists and ankles was ulcerated, and even the bones were visible.
Manshu had not wet her lips for a long time, and her lips were pale and chapped, making it difficult to speak.
She could only look at the two people standing in front of her bed with hateful eyes.
"What's that look like in my sister's face? Does she want to eat someone?"
Yan Siyu crossed her arms and looked down at the poor man struggling on the iron bed.
Her face was full of ridicule: "Sister, you don't really think that Brother Zimo will fall in love with a country bumpkin like you, right?"
"He is the heir to the Gu family. As long as he says a word, countless ladies in the entire C city are willing to line up to marry him!"
"Why don't you take a pee and look in the mirror? You look like this, with such a big birthmark on your face, how can you be worthy of Brother Zimo!"
Yan Manshu was stunned. She did have a birthmark on her face.
But at the end of the eye, bangs can cover it.
The birthmark was red, and Gu Zimo once said he didn't mind, and even praised it as beautiful as the clouds on the horizon.
She looked at Gu Zimo with burning eyes.
"You once said that this birthmark is harmless. If you mind, why didn't you tell me earlier? Why did you agree to change the engagement candidate from Yan Siyu to me?"
Yan Manshu's eyes were filled with terrifying red bloodshot eyes, and his face was as ferocious as an evil ghost in hell.
No one noticed that the birthmark was quietly changing its position, as if it was alive, and gradually melted into the corner of her eyes.
She also has her own pride. Although she did not grow up in the Yan family for the past eighteen years, she was taken back by the Yan family and taught carefully for three years. She is no longer the timid country girl.
If Gu Zimo hadn't been very kind to her and gave her the wrong impression, how could she trust him so easily?
She got drunk by his friend, had sex with him, got pregnant unexpectedly, and got engaged to him?
She likes Gu Zimo, but she's not so lowly as to beg for mercy!
"Of course it's because I want to be a good girl and take the initiative to give up my brother Zimo to my sister. Only then can my grandfather and uncle allow me to stay in the Yan family! Brother Zimo is also here to help me. If my sister wants to blame me, blame me.
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Mentioning the Yan family, Yan Siyu's eyes also burst out with strong jealousy.
If Yan Manshu had not been found, she would still be the eldest lady in the hands of the Yan family!
How could he compromise and let Brother Zimo go?
Even my little uncle...
"Who made Brother Zimo recognize me in his heart for a long time? Even if my sister is the real daughter, she can't be on the stage, compared to me who grew up in the Yan family and was childhood sweethearts with Brother Zimo."
Yan Siyu smiled sweetly at Yan Manshu and changed the subject: "But..."