In the early morning, there was a touch of autumn in the air. After taking a walk in light pink casual clothes, Simiao returned to the villa and walked directly to Tongtong's room. But to go to Tongtong or her room, she had to pass Ouyang.
Ji's bedroom, she didn't want to face him now, but he appeared in front of her, and her footsteps stopped involuntarily.
Ouyang Ji's hair was a little messy because he had just woken up, adding a bit of arrogance to his already handsome face. His loose white shirt exposed his sexy wheat-colored collarbones, and he wore a pair of straight black trousers on his slender legs.
On her legs, Xin Changde leaned lazily against the door, looking at Simiao with unfathomable eyes. Her face was so ugly, "I heard from Wang Ma, you didn't eat last night, why did you go on a hunger strike?"
ah?".
Simiao's clear eyes looked at Ouyang Ji's evil face. She didn't want to look into the bedroom, but her eyes were just careless, and she saw a man lying comfortably on the bed, looking happy just after waking up.
Although Chen Xin felt extremely sour in her heart, she still pretended to be nonchalant and said with a smile, "How could it be? The food I ate last night was delicious. I didn't want to eat it at first, but" she lowered her head and touched her belly with her delicate hands, "for the sake of this child,
I also want to eat well." After saying that, he continued to move forward.
"How can you be so calm?" Ouyang Ji's strong big hand suddenly grabbed Simiao's wrist, and with a little force, he brought Simiao into his arms. His deep eyes stared at Simiao for a long time, and he was about to be raped by her.
The torture was going crazy, but she responded calmly and said in a cold voice, "Do you really care about this child so much?".
"Yes," Simiao's cold voice replied, "because" he is our child.
"Because he is your and Feng Jicheng's child, do you care?" Ouyang Ji raised his eyebrows, a hint of pain flashed across his dark eyes. He clearly remembered what Simiao said during his first miscarriage, '
"Your child is gone", "Ouyang Ji, this is our first child and our last child. You will never let me give birth to a child for you in this life"...
Simiao looked at Ouyang Ji disappointedly with unreasonable eyes, bit her delicate lips tightly, and said angrily, "Yes, the child in my belly is Feng Jicheng's, not yours, because I don't want to do it for you at all.
After you gave birth to the child, are you satisfied with my answer?".
"Very good, very satisfied." Ouyang Ji's gloomy face, his bright blue noble and evil eyes flashed with unprecedented anger, his big hand grabbed Simiao's soft chin, and his thin lips raised a cruel look.
The arc of "Zhen Simiao, kill this bastard!".
"What did you say?" Simiao suspected that there was something wrong with his hearing. Bastard? Knock it off? Did Ouyang Ji really say such hurtful words? He raised his stubborn little face, his eyes full of anger.
With his eyes, he said coldly, "Impossible, I will let this child be born safely."
"But I won't!" Ouyang Ji said evilly with a handsome face like Satan. He suddenly picked up Simiao and walked downstairs quickly. Ren Simiao hit him and bit him no matter how hard he seemed to be unconscious, but he just couldn't.
Let go of Simiao.
"Ouyang Ji, what are you doing? Let me go!" Simiao shouted in panic, causing all the servants to see the young mistress being forced into the car by the young master, and then driving away from Ou's house.
Chen Xin stood leisurely in front of the window, looking at the flying dust where the car passed with her sinister eyes, her red lips curved in a sinister arc, Zhen Simiao, your bad luck has not begun yet...
At this moment, Simiao's hands and feet were tied to the bedpost, and she was lying uneasily in the operating room. She said to the doctor who was about to perform an abortion on her, "Doctor, this is my child. He is not qualified to take away this child.
Please, let me get out of here."
"I'm sorry, young lady, this is the young master's order." The female doctor apologized gently, looking at Simiao with pitiful eyes. This is the price of marrying a ruthless young master. "I have to inject you with an anesthetic injection now. It may be very painful."
It hurts, please bear with it."
"No, no, wait a minute, I want to talk to Ouyang Ji." Simiao cried in panic and shouted to the door, "Ouyang Ji, wuwu... this is really your child. I swear, it is your child."
, you can’t abort our child, please let me go.”
Ouyang Ji lazily leaned against the wall, his head lowered so that no one could see the trace of emotion and care in his deep eyes. He remained silent as if he hadn't heard anything, no matter how much Simiao cried heartbreakingly,
He remained resolute.
There was no response or any movement. Simiao was completely excited and heartbroken. Her voice was hoarse from crying. "Ouyang Ji, you bastard, get out of here." She struggled with the rope in her wrist, wishing she could pinch her.
The urge to kill Ouyang Ji, how could this bastard do this, how could he hurt her and his children? His arm had been injected with anesthetic, he closed his eyes involuntarily, a line of clear tears slowly fell, and he murmured, "Ouyang Ji, it turns out you
It’s a devil”….
Feng Jicheng, who was sitting in the office, was restless. He thought of Simiao's confusion after finding out she was pregnant and her depressed expression. Through the disappearance inside, he learned that a woman had moved into Ou's house, and that she was Ouyang Ji's lover.
She is pregnant with Ouyang Ji's child.
That bastard actually made Simiao suffer such injustice. Because she fell in love with him, can he bully her? No, he slammed his fist on the desk angrily, "Ouyang Ji, I will never allow you to bully her.
Simiao!" He picked up the suit on the hanger and walked out of the office.
When Simiao opened his eyes again, he was already in his room. Could it be a dream? No, how could a dream be so real? He lowered his head and looked at the bruises on his wrists that were stretched by the rope. Is it really not a dream?!
He sat up suddenly, covered his stomach with his delicate hands, tears fell from the corners of his eyes, and choked, "Why do you do this to me, why?".
"Young Mistress," Wang Ma called in a low voice, walking into Simiao's room carrying rice porridge and other food, and looked at the pale Simiao sitting on the big white bed* with distress, "Young Mistress, you have been wronged."
"Wang Ma, the child is gone, my child is gone." Simiao stood up, hugged Ma Wang and couldn't help crying, and said seriously, "I, I don't want Ouyang Ji anymore, let's be with whoever he wants to be with.
, he is a devil, a madman, and a schizophrenic. He can even abort his own children. There is nothing he can't do. I can't bear it. Since love is gone, let me keep my dignity. I want to be with Ouyang.
Hope for divorce!".
"Divorce? My God, young mistress, please don't say it so hastily." Wang Ma comforted Simiao and blurted out, "Wang Ma knows that you feel uncomfortable. After all, you have already aborted a child before, and now you have another miscarriage."
"Aborted a child before?!" Simiao twisted her eyebrows and interrupted, "When and how was it aborted?".