C1 I am pregnant with a child of three

"Song Huaishuang, do you really want to die that badly?"

The smell of disinfectant lingered on the tip of his nose. A sharp pain came from his neck as Song Huaishuang coughed and opened her eyes.

What entered his sight was a handsome face.

The man had sharp eyebrows and a starry eyes. He had a straight nose, and his brows were filled with a stinging fury. His eyes were filled with bone-deep hatred.

His thin lips opened its mouth, and every word came out from its teeth.

Song Huai Shuang suddenly laughed, her eyes were wide open with unprecedented despair: "That's right, Yue Jinnan, as long as I can leave you, a man, I would rather die!"

"Pah!"

The clap resounded through the entire room. Song Huai Shuang tilted her head. Tears stained her face.

Yue Jinnan turned around, leaving only his ice-cold back behind.

"Song Huaishuang, it's your Song Family that owes me!"

"This child, even if you die, you must be born for me!"

A week later, Song Huashuang stepped into the Yue Family's residence.

As she walked up the stairs, a series of delicate chants greeted her.

In the room, a naked woman's face was flushed red and rippling. Hearing the voice, the woman squinted her beautiful eyes, bashfully covering up her red-stained body: "Miss Song, you're out of the hospital?"

Song Huai Shuang was so angry that her entire body was trembling. She had a cold expression on her face. Just as she was about to turn around, a male voice yelled at her, "Halt!"

Yue Jinnan got up from the bed and looked down at his from above: "Song Huai Shuang, didn't you always want to climb onto my bed? Today, I'll grant you your wish. "

"Yue Jinnan, who do you think you are?"

Song Huaishuang sneered. However, in the next moment, a strong hand grabbed her shoulder and pushed her onto the bed.

Song Huai Shuang was shocked, "Are you crazy!?"

Yue Jinnan did not say anything. He bent down and his hot lips landed crazily on Song Huai Shuang's face.

Bastard!

Song Huai Shuang's eyes were red. She saw the ridicule in Yue Jinnan's eyes, as well as the jealousy, hatred and mockery on the woman's face.

She was clearly the young mistress of the Yue Clan. Why did she have to suffer such humiliation?!

And a whole three years!

"Crash!"

Song Huaishuang swept her hand and the cup on the table shattered into pieces as it hit the wall.

She ignored the cut on the glass edge of the glass and stood with blood on her palm. She held onto the glass fragment tightly, facing her own neck at a sharp point.

"Otherwise, if I dare to commit suicide, I might as well commit suicide a second time!"

"Song Huaishuang, you crazy woman! Do you really think I would touch you without any shame? " Yue Jinnan frowned as he kicked the disheveled Song Huai Shuang down the bed, "Scram!"

Song Huaishuang only felt pain in her limbs. She stumbled out of the room and could no longer hold on as she fell into the corridor.

This was her love!

Three years of patience, in the end, was just a ridiculous wishful thinking!

"Yo, isn't this our Lady Yue?" The woman who was stepping on the high heels walked over with big cat steps. It was the woman who was lying on the bed before, Lin Lei.

Looking at Song Huai Shuang's battered and exhausted appearance, Lin Lei laughed until her branches trembled: "I heard that you hanged yourself a few days ago? Sigh, what a pity. A woman like you, why didn't you die earlier? "

"But it's a good thing that you didn't die. After all," Lin Lei smiled, and her gaze landed on Song Huai Shuang's lower abdomen, "In your stomach, there is still a child that belongs to me!"