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However, what Han Yao did not expect was that her meeting with Yu Shuyuan at noon had actually been caught by someone else. Furthermore, they were especially unpleasant to hear from the reporters, saying that Nanfeng Haozhe's forgiveness made Han Yao more presumptuous, and even went to see his lover during the afternoon break. The two of them even held hands and talked to each other.

Nanfeng Haozhe directly brought Han Yao home, then pulled her upstairs and threw her into his room.

Nanfeng Haozhe took off his jacket, casually threw it aside, and then approached Han Yao step by step, entering his bedroom.

As one might imagine, this was the one that he threw on the ground after he went out to drink last night, right? It seemed that when she wasn't around, he was still able to live quite well by himself. If he had nothing to do, he could just go have some fun, sing, drink, and try to seduce beauties again.

However, Han Yao was not in the mood to pay attention to her clothes on the ground at the moment. She was continuously being brought closer to the room by Nanfeng Haozhe, until there was only the big bed left behind, and she had nowhere to retreat to.

He then coldly walked in front of her, pinched her chin and asked, "What? Scared? When you were outside giving me a green hat, why weren't you afraid? "

Han Yao was so scared that she did not even dare to breathe loudly.

She felt that if she were to fight with Nanfeng Haozhe at this time, he probably had the urge to kill her, right? How terrifying...

This kind of frightening sensation was different from her superior and subordinate, but came from Nanfeng Haozhe, who was standing in front of her. She was simply too unfamiliar with her!

Han Yao looked as Nanfeng Haozhe got closer to her. He rudely reached out his hand and pulled away the girl in Han Yao's white suit jacket.

With a "ding", the button fell to the ground.

Then, came Nanfeng Haozhe's heavy breathing.

Nanfeng Haozhe's adam's apple moved up and down. Just by looking at it, Han Yao felt that it was a little inconceivable. Do that?

Before Han Yao could thoroughly understand what was going on, Nanfeng Haozhe had already reached out and pushed Han Yao onto the bed. His legs clamped down onto her legs, and then, with a "chi", he tore apart Han Yao's shirt.

It was unknown whether Han Yao was frightened or cold, but she unconsciously put her hands in front of her and even her lips were trembling.

Nanfeng Haozhe looked at Han Yao as if he was looking at a prey. After a long while, he pinched her chin and asked.

After all, it was really cold outside.

Han Yao was shocked, she did not say a word, but Nanfeng Haozhe took the initiative to stand up. He turned on the remote control for the air conditioner, raised the temperature, and allowed the air conditioner to blow on the floor.

"Ugh …"

After turning on the air conditioner, he actually pressed down on them.

Han Yao was not prepared, she desperately shook her head, trying to avoid Nanfeng Haozhe's kiss. Han Yao saw that Nanfeng Haozhe did not have any intentions to let his go, so she came up with a plan.

He raised his leg and tried to aim at the most important part of his body. Then, he injured his leg …

Nanfeng Haozhe gave a stuffy groan and subconsciously stood up. Han Yao took this opportunity to get up and tried to escape through the door, but Nanfeng Haozhe chased after her and caught up with her.

He did not care if she was cold or not, and directly threw her onto the sofa!

"I'm pregnant. Are you crazy? You can't do this to me! "

Han Yao's shouts and pleas, were not met with pity, but with Nanfeng Haozhe's increasing madness.

He even bit her earlobe to show off, "I asked the doctor, you are only three months away right now, and the dangerous period is almost over. Yao'er, don't worry, I will not harm our child."

That night …

After that, as Han Yao looked at the bruises on her body, two streams of tears flowed down her face.

If this could make him discouraged and make up for the harm he had done to him, from now on, both parties would owe each other nothing.

Han Yao dragged her tired body into the bathroom to wash up.

Nanfeng Haozhe weakly lied on the sofa, looking at the deep teeth marks that Han Yao had clenched on her shoulder. Blood was dripping from her heart.

Han Yao would never give up.

After so many years, this was the first time Nanfeng Haozhe had ever recognized this woman. It was impossible for him to let her go so easily.

That night, after washing up, when Han Yao came to the sofa to sleep with the blanket, she did not allow him to. He just stood there with his arms around her, unable to move no matter how much she tried.

Han Yao was too tired from tormenting and worried about the child. She turned around to face Nanfeng Haozhe and asked puzzledly: "Can you tell me what you want to do?"

"I'm not doing anything. I just want to ask, is the child mine?"

In the dark of the night, a blurry moonlight was projected into the room. Han Yao looked at Nanfeng Haozhe in disbelief, were these words coming out of his mouth?

Could it be that not only did he now suspect her, but also the child?

"Then whose do you think the child belongs to?"

Han Yao asked as she pulled over her blanket and fell asleep with her back facing Nanfeng Haozhe. She felt that this man was about to suffocate his.

The next morning, when Han Yao woke up, it was already 9.30 a.m. She looked at her alarm clock. She looked at her phone again. It was actually off? As one might imagine, the company had gone crazy looking for her. If Han Yao remembered correctly, today was the competition of the top ten items …

Han Yao was a judge, and a participant at the same time. If she did not go, then she would automatically give up the right to vote. After all, Han Yao's vote was still very important.

Han Yao rubbed her forehead in panic, why was she late today?

"You're awake?"

Nanfeng Haozhe walked in with the milk in his hands and looked at Han Yao with a gentle smile. This man was like a completely different person compared to the crazy man from last night.

Han Yao did not want to bother with him, so she asked coldly, "Why did you turn off my alarm clock and phone?"

"I want you to sleep well. Is that wrong? "

Han Yao pointed to the watch on her wrist, and said seriously, "Today is not the weekend, I want to go to work, so please don't be so childish, okay?"

"I'm not childish."

After Nanfeng Haozhe said this, he placed the cup on the bedside table and locked his eyes onto Han Yao seriously. He whispered into her ear, "From today onwards, you will not have to work anymore, be at ease and be your Madame Nanfeng. I will settle this with Mrs. Jin, you don't have to worry. Grandma, I'll watch it for you too. "

Han Yao looked at Nanfeng Haozhe in disbelief, and asked with some confusion: "What do you mean by that?"