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"Yan Wuge, what do you want to do?" Luo Qingyi asked angrily after being thrown on the bed. She subconsciously touched her belly. The joy she had felt when she got the news was completely gone at this moment. She didn't understand the man in front of her.

What are you doing?

However, Yan Wuge answered her by taking off his clothes and approaching her step by step, his eyes full of anger and sarcasm.

"You...what's wrong with you..." Luo Qingyi was a little frightened by Yan Wuge's expression. She had never seen him like this before. Under Yan Wuge's approach, Luo Qingyi supported the bed and backed away little by little.

It's just that Yan Wuge didn't care what she thought. When he saw her retreat, he felt even more angry. He rushed over to stop her hands and pressed them on her head. The other hand tore her clothes without mercy, and then

Amidst the sound of clothes breaking, Luo Qingyi's tears also flowed down. Her restrained wrists hurt, but her heart hurt even more. She couldn't get an explanation, but she had to be treated like this by him.

Yan Wuge looked at Luo Qingyi's tears and felt a flash of distress in his heart. But remembering the scene he just saw, anger replaced the distress. So regardless of Luo Qingyi's feelings, he thrust his lower body into her body and even shouted to her

There was no chance of pain, and he kept exerting force and rhythm in her body. Luo Qingyi stopped talking from the moment he entered her body. She closed her eyes and experienced the humiliation he gave her, like

The body is not your own, and you no longer feel any pain.

He no longer kissed her lips gently, he no longer touched her gently, all his movements were so rough, and when he saw her closing her eyes, he tortured her even harder, and in her

There were bruises left one after another on his skin, as if the woman underneath him was not the one he loved, but just a prostitute for him to vent his anger on.

For Luo Qingyi, time was so long. After a long time, Yan Wuge finally finished venting. He took out his body, put on his clothes, and said word by word: "No wonder Sun Xiaoyang doesn't want you, you are like a dead fish."

How can his reaction be compared to An Ziyao's."

These words made Luo Qingyi, who was already pale, even more pale. After watching Yan Wuge leave, she shed tears again. The numb pain hit her again. She didn't expect that this would happen.

The man who pampered her all her life was actually more ruthless than anyone else. In vain, she wanted to tell him about her pregnancy and start a family with him. When she talked about her pregnancy, she felt some unusual pain in her stomach, which seemed to be a little bloodshot.

As it slowly flowed out, she panicked and picked up the bag that was thrown to the bedside. Fortunately, she subconsciously dropped the bag when Yan Wuge threw her to the bed.

When she pressed the call button, she hesitated again. Since Yan Wuge didn't want her anymore, did she still need to keep the child? She might as well abort the child this time!

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