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I tried to hold on to the lacerated wound in terror, but no matter how hard I tried to salvage the situation, I couldn't stop my stomach from being ripped apart.

My heart felt as if it were being tugged at by something. It was very, very painful.

Was the child going to be destroyed?

That's great!

It's really good?

Accompanying the intense pain, several red beams of light shot out from the fissures in his stomach, shooting straight into the depths of the golden light.

Suddenly, he heard the sound of a baby crying. It was not a normal crying sound. The crying sound was like the cries of a wild cat at night, one after another, one after another, causing one's hair to stand on end and their body to tighten.

The sound was like sharp claws scratching at my heart. I was in so much pain that I couldn't bear it anymore.

The red light grew larger and larger. With a boom, the red light exploded and pushed the golden light away.

From the golden light came a mournful scream, like a pig being cut open.

All of Goldlight's former territories had been replaced by red light.

I was in a red mist.

His body was already numb from the pain, completely devoid of feeling.

Only the consciousness was clear throughout the entire body.

Amidst the red fog, a figure walked over.

I couldn't make out the person clearly with my blurry vision.

He came up to me, crouched down, and grabbed me by the neck with one hand. A vicious growl slipped into my ear and struck me in the heart.

It was Huangfu Ming!

It was him again. Why was he everywhere? He was just like an invader, unruly and unreasonable.

A surge of hatred burst out of my throat. "Yes, I am going to beat your child to death. I don't want him. I want to kill him. Cough, cough, cough! "

Huangfu Ming's hand increased its strength, and my hand subconsciously grabbed onto his wrist, trying to block out his hand that was on my neck.

His strength was so great that I couldn't move his hand at all. I was choking to the point where I couldn't speak.

"Do you think that you can kill my child just because you want to? You're underestimating it too much. That half-baked Taoist, hmph, wishful thinking! "Hahaha …"

As Huangfu Ming spoke, he suddenly started laughing. His laughter was endlessly arrogant, as if he was the ruler of the world.

He laughed, and his laughter trailed off, as if it were filled with sadness. I squeezed the tears out of my eyes and opened them again to look at him.

I wish I could see him clearly.

Finally, I clearly saw his appearance. His ice-cold face had an evil smile, and his eyes revealed a trace of helplessness and sadness. However, most of it was hatred, hatred towards me.

He hates me? Hate me for beating up his child?

But a child is not what I want, he is not what I take the initiative to provoke, why should he hate me?

I was the one who hated him, the one in the wrong was him, it was him, not me!

My face reddened, and I stared at him with eyes filled with hatred, to show him how much I hated him.

If you kill me, I won't have to go through all this pain anymore. My parents are gone, and my life is in chaos because of them.

His heart was so tired, so tired, so tired that he didn't have the strength to bear everything in life.

I let go of his hand and closed my eyes, waiting for his death.

Then the grip on my neck grew lighter, and I knew it was gone.

The air once again entered my body. I was thrown to the side by Huangfu Ming, heavily gasping for air. Subconsciously, he wanted to snatch even more air into my body.

His laughter also came to an abrupt stop.

When I came to my senses, I turned back to him. He was squatting beside me, expressionless, looking at me with an incredulous expression in his eyes. He probably didn't think I would actually kill his child.

"You don't want this child that much?"

"Yes, I don't want him, and I don't want you. Get out of my life, get out of my world, get out of my life. I don't want you to disturb my life, so I'd rather die! "

I shouted with all my might, but after that, I suddenly lost all my strength.

I was suddenly so tired, so sleepy, so sleepy.

His body collapsed.

Huangfu Ming hastily held me up and pulled me into his embrace.

"Let me go, okay?"

Finally, I implored him weakly.

"My wife, I've finally found you and I won't let you go. The child cannot die, and I will not leave. Even if I am here, you will not die! "

Unable to hold on any longer, his eyelids slowly closed.

As Huangfu Ming's words entered my ears, I immediately felt despair.

"I love you …"

I couldn't hear the rest of it, except that he said he loved me, and the words were like a pebble, jumping in and out of my heart lake, rippling my heart, and the pebble eventually sank to the bottom.

When I woke up again, I was home, in bed, my hands dripping.

I hastily pulled back the covers, then lifted my clothes and looked at my stomach.

His stomach was flat and smooth, without a single crack or wound.

"Shan Shan!"

Chu Yibai's voice came from behind me.

When I looked back, I found that Chu Yibai was asleep behind me. He was woken up by my actions.

He did not look good. He looked pale and weak. He looked very tired.

He saw me wake up and helped me put the covers back on.

I lay down on the bed and asked him carefully, "Is the child gone?"

He looked at me with a complicated expression, his thin lips parted. "Do you wish him to be here, or not?"

When I heard this question, I was stunned.

The corner of Chu Yubai's mouth rose. He gave a self-deprecating smile and then said, "The child is still here. We did not succeed. Instead, it was that so-called Daoist Master Ziyang who was heavily injured that got hospitalized. "

I was stunned.

The child was still alive, and so was Huangfu Ming.

"Don't worry, I will think of another way. I will absolutely not allow him to hurt you again. I will absolutely not allow it. "

Chu Yiping said the last few words in a very heavy tone, as if he had made a very big decision in his heart. His expression was like that of a soldier facing death, and he would never stop until he reached his goal.

I was shocked by him. I had never seen Chu Yi Bai like this before. He always had a scholarly look. I felt that he had changed a lot recently.

My heart sank.

Chu Yibai's change was all because of me. It was because I let him down and made him bear all of this with me.

"Sorry, Yi Bai!"

"We are husband and wife, do not say sorry! I will look for an expert, you can rest assured. It's still early, go to sleep! "

I nodded and obediently closed my eyes.

Chu Yibai also fell asleep. He lay on his side beside me, one hand on my body as he hugged me.

His breath was on my neck, warm and disordered.

I knew he must have a lot on his mind. He said he was going to help me get rid of this kid, so he would do what he said.

Once again, the image of Huangfu Ming saying things that he was determined to win surfaced in my mind. My heart was filled with worry.

Would Chu Yi be able to fight Huangfu Ming?

I don't know!

In the depths of my heart, I hoped even more that Huangfu Ming would leave on his own, so that no one would be harmed.

But why didn't he leave?

This question gave me a headache.

In the following days, Chu Yibai left early and returned late. My father-in-law had been working abroad ever since I returned, and my mother-in-law was still happily doing all sorts of things for me to conceive.

My heart however, is very lonely, mother-in-law more solicitous, I feel more uncomfortable, so decided to find a job.

When the mother-in-law heard this, she said she would not agree. She said that she must pay attention to the pregnant woman three months before she became pregnant, but I unexpectedly insisted that the mother-in-law would not be able to do anything about it.

I told her I'd be careful, and if I wasn't allowed to go out to work, I think I'd be depressed and crazy.

She saw that I was getting more and more serious, and that I had been acting very preoccupied these past few days.

Maybe Grandma was really afraid that I would be depressed and not be nice to the kids, so she didn't have any objections to me going out to work.

Grandma asked me to work at her company, and I insisted that I didn't want to go.

The old granny finally felt helpless, "Fine, I can't control you guys. One of you never comes home, while the other is stubborn to death. Since you want to go to work, then pay more attention."

So I started looking for work again.

It's not hard to find a job on my terms. What's difficult is my fate.

I don't want to work at the crematorium.

The job he got this time was the reception desk of the beauty salon.

It wasn't hard for me to find a job like this because of my looks and education, but every time I got a new job, I was afraid I'd run into something bad that would make me lose my job.

I told Chu Yibai about finding a job and finding one like that on WeChat because he left early and came back late. When I fell asleep, he had already left when I woke up.

He didn't pick me up on the phone, so I had to tell him on WeChat, but Chu Yi Bai only told me to pay attention to my body.

Pay attention to the body?

I want to overwork myself and let the baby run away.

Although this idea is very childish, because I have tried many of these methods in the past, none of them succeeded.

The beauty salon where I work is a large one, with a wide variety of customers coming in and out every day, both men and women.

After working for a few days, I've even seen a few minor celebrities.

This morning, just as I was packing up and standing at work, a woman in black came in. Why did she say she was armed enough to recognize it as a woman?

Although she was wearing a peaked cap, big sunglasses, a black windbreaker, black pants and black shoes, she had an exaggerated diamond-shaped earring on her ear and a pair of 10-centimeter high heels.

She was probably afraid of being recognized, with a black shawl around her neck.

My colleague, Little Wu wasn't surprised, but I was no longer calm.

Because on the woman's back, there was a black shadow. It was the shadow of a ghost.

Little Wu was about to go up to greet him when he saw Master Li rushing over from the elevator. Master Li was a plastic surgeon at the beauty salon, a middle-aged man wearing gold-rimmed glasses and the appearance of a professor.

Master Li is our honorific title for him. His name is Li Shicheng.

But today I was coaxing the woman as if she were a lover, because they were a little far away and their voices were so low I couldn't hear what they were saying.

The woman stomped her foot in a spoiled manner as she walked to the front of the elevator.

Li Shicheng saw us looking at them, straightened his clothes, and strode after the woman.