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Nanhua is pregnant! She's pregnant with Huo Beiyao's child. When she got the pregnancy test, she was overjoyed and burst into tears. To conceive this child, I endured so much hardship and sin. It took me a long time to finally get pregnant. Ji hurriedly took the pregnancy test out and walked, thinking back and forth, she still decided to give Huo Beiyao a call and tell him this good news. After all, he was the child's father. As she walked out of the gynecology building, just about to make a phone call, she was stopped by a figure. She was frail and pitiful, the very image of vulnerability. This was Lin Yanyan. "Smiling timidly, she greeted Nan Hua: "Sister Nan Hua, are you so happy because you're pregnant with your second child?" Nanhua Zi stiffened slightly, but didn't explicitly say, "It has nothing to do with you." Lin Yanyan laughed, patting her own belly. "I'm pregnant too, it's Bei Yaoge's child." Nan Hua felt a dizzy spell, as if she had been struck in the head. It took her a while to regain her composure. She spoke coldly and frostily, "So what? I won't divorce Huo Beiyao, you will always be his mistress, and your child can only be an illegitimate child!" A poison flashed in Lin Yanyan's eyes. She suddenly took a step forward, leaned close to Nan Hua's ear and chuckled softly, "Sister Nan Hua, aren't you curious at all about who took the photos of you and that man three years ago?" << Hit by an arrow, Nan Hua swayed and asked angrily, "Who is it?" >> Lin Yanyan's voice was as venomous as a snake: "It's me. I took the pictures for you, and I even helped you pose..." In an instant, countless thoughts flooded her mind. Nanhua's anger boiled over, and she immediately grabbed his neck with both hands. Because of those despicable photos from three years ago, Huo Beiyao and Gu Yifan became sworn enemies. For three whole years, they tormented each other to the point of feeling like they were living a worse than death existence. It's all because of the person in front of me. It's all because! Three years of resentment had driven Nán Huá to the brink of madness. Her hands tightened, her eyes bloodshot with rage, like a wolf that was consumed by its hatred. Lin Yanyan waved her hands wildly, pushing and shoving, and threatened viciously: "Let go of me! If you kill me, Beiyao won't let you off! He will kill you!" Upon hearing this, Nanhua clenched her hands even tighter and gritted her teeth, saying: "Very well, let him come and kill me. If I'm going to die, we'll all die together!" Lin Yanyan was choked and couldn't breathe. "Scared, he stammered and changed his words: "Nanhua sister, if you kill me, you'll be held accountable for my life! What about your son if you die?" Hit in the ribs all of a sudden, Nanhua's strength in her hands gradually decreased. He is the child of Huo Beiyao and his wife, who were childhood sweethearts three years ago. Three months ago, he was diagnosed with a very serious illness. She is pregnant with twins, hoping to use the umbilical cord blood to treat him. In a blink of an eye, a tremendous force suddenly struck, tearing open the hands with great strength.
Nanhua was slammed hard onto the concrete ground. Her arm scraped against the sharp edges of the flowerbed, creating a long gash that bled profusely. I'm in so much pain, I'm lying on the ground and watching everyone come. He was a tall man, handsome and imposing. His dark eyes shone with a cold light, his nose was high, and his jawline was sharp as if carved by a knife. Underneath his well-fitted suit, his legs were long and straight. Yes, this was Huo Beiyao, his husband. "Bei Yao." Nan Hua reached out to him, wanting him to pull her up. Ke Huobei didn't even look, he held Lin Yan's hand and looked up and down with worry in his eyes. He asked with concern, "Yan Yan, are you alright?" Lin Yanran burst into tears, choking back her words: "Brother Beiyao, don't blame Sister Nanhuà. She wanted to kill me because she cares too much about you. It's my fault. I shouldn't have loved you, and I shouldn't have gotten pregnant and angered you. I'll go get an abortion right now..." He struggled to walk away, but Huo Beiyao grabbed him by the arm. "Dare you!" He turned his head to look at Nan Hua, his handsome face as cold as ice. "Nan Hua, you're looking for death!" Nan Hua lowered her head to look at her arms, which were stained with blood. It had spilled onto the ground, a chillingly bright red patch. But he couldn't see it, he couldn't see… A chill ran through my heart, and I gave a self-deprecating smile. Gritting my teeth, I struggled to my feet, my voice dry as dust. " Huo Beiyao, why don't you ask me why?" Ho Beiyao's brow was creased with impatience, "Speak!" "I'm doing this because three years ago, those photos... those were taken by Lin YanYan! She just admitted it to me." "That's enough!" Huo Beiyao interrupted, his voice laced with disgust. "Before those photos were sent to me, YanYan had been taking care of me in the hospital, she didn't have time to run out and take those dirty pictures with you and some random man! It's your own low behavior, what does it have to do with YanYan!" Nán Huá froze, listening intently. Her gaze fell upon Lín Yān Yān's face. That tear-stained face involuntarily broke into a triumphant smile, which flashed by before quickly returning to its fragile and pitiful appearance. Nan Hua also smiled, her smile hiding the anger of being teased, as well as a sharp hatred. This will be returned. In my lifetime, I must repay this debt with interest! Soon a crowd of onlookers gathered around, whispering to each other. Lin Yan's eyes widened slightly, and she suddenly bent down, covering her stomach. She said to Huo Beiyao in pain: "Brother Beiyao, my stomach hurts, oh, it hurts so much..." Hebei Yao Shen yi, bent down and picked up from the ground, and walked towards the obstetrics and gynecology department, long strides, hurried steps. Taking a few steps, he suddenly turned back and glared at Nan Hua with fury. "If anything happens to the child in your womb, I won't let you off!" Nan Hua gave him a pale, determined smile, but her heart was breaking. Heartbreak, anger, frustration, humiliation, like vipers constricting, making it hard to breathe. |