Ou Ya's eyes tightened, and she slammed the vase in her hand to the ground. The porcelain pieces scattered everywhere. Without thinking, Ou Ya squatted down, picked up the largest piece, and put it against her neck.
"What if that's the case?"
As soon as she exerted force on her hand, her neck suddenly became bright red.
"Xiaoya, stop!"
"Don't come close to me..." Ouya stepped back and reached the head of the bed. He was no longer paying attention to his feet. His ankles had been scratched by porcelain shards, and a row of crystal blood beads appeared.
She pressed the artery on her neck with a porcelain piece, but the force was not controlled well, and blood continued to flow out.
His breath was filled with the strong smell of blood.
Ou Ya's whole body was trembling uneasily, her fingertips were trembling, and she curled up between the bed and the bedside table.
"do not come……"
When Manji saw her move, his steps suddenly stopped, and he completely forgot how to react.
He never thought that Ouya would make such a drastic move.
The dark brown pupils were fixed on her neck where blood was constantly pouring out, and they suddenly tightened.
The hand on his side tightened silently.
Ou Ya was not someone who would commit suicide, but at this moment he saw determination in her eyes...
She resisted him so much that she would rather die than let him touch her?
What about Di Yating?
If it were Di Yating, would she still be so decisive...
Ouya, you are so heartless.
But unfortunately, I can’t afford to lose...
"Put your things down, I won't touch you." Manji turned his back and took a deep breath.
The deep desire had completely disappeared when he saw her dropping the porcelain piece on his neck without hesitation.
He only feels ironic now.
He did so much, but in the end he just pushed her further.
He was never in her heart...
"I told you I won't touch you, put your things down quickly!" Manji turned around and looked at Ou Ya who was still huddled at the foot of the bed, his face stiffened.
The collar of her skirt was already flushed, and blood dripped on the aqua blue skirt, blending into a strange dark color.
Manji's wounds had just been treated in the room, and the smell of blood hadn't even had time to dissipate.
Now another major addition has been added, and the huge room has become dull, cramped, and suffocating...
There was a strong fishy smell in her nose, and Ou Ya felt a wave of nausea welling up from the bottom of her heart. She rushed to the bathroom and started retching.
"vomit--"
As if to vomit all the grievances in her heart, Ou Ya propped herself up in front of the sink and kept retching.
Apart from the champagne she just took a sip of, she didn't have time to eat anything in the evening, so there was nothing to vomit.
But the fishy smell in her chest made her even more nauseated.
The hand holding the porcelain piece never let go, but I couldn't help but vomit...
After a long time, Ou Ya raised her head with a pale face. Before she even had time to drink some water to wash her face, she heard Manji's suppressed voice coming from behind.
"you are pregnant?!"
"..."
Ou Ya was suddenly shocked and looked back at him stiffly, even forgetting what this man wanted to do to her just now.
I was just stunned by his "pregnancy" words and couldn't recover.
With trembling hands, he gently pressed his stomach...
Thinking of the inexplicable pain in the lower abdomen, there was only shock in the eyes, which quickly penetrated the limbs and bones——
