C17

The red Mercedes-Benz, faster than the cars in front of it, turned into the narrow alley like a flash of lightning.

This was the residential district, and there were many pedestrians taking a walk. Clothes were hung between the buildings. People screamed and fled. The sheets on the clothesline flapped in the wind and landed on the roof of the car.

Zhao Yelin was lying with her back to Huo Yelin, holding her stomach with one hand and slapping his thigh with the other. I'm going to puke. "

Huo Yelin glanced at her and slowed down his car. He said softly, "We'll be there in a while."

For the first time, Zhao Yilin heard that there was no hostility in his voice. There was even a trace of comfort in his tone. She lowered her head and stopped talking.

Looking at her small movements, he could only endure the pain.

Huo Yelin gripped the steering wheel with both hands as he stared straight ahead. The pedestrians, streets and tall buildings all transformed into rapid silhouettes. That woman appeared in his mind once again without a sound.

She was always very silent, minding her own business and walking in front. No matter how others shouted, she never turned her head back.

"Mom, wait for me. Lin Lin is tired."

"Mom, I'm hungry."

"Mom, Lin Lin is so cold, hug me."

But no matter how he called, the woman had been doing her own thing, walking in front of him, knitting a sweater, cooking, as if deaf, refusing to even look back at him.

In the end, he simply stopped calling and quickened his pace to follow her. He went to the refrigerator to find something to eat and took out the blanket to cover himself.

Neither his mother on TV nor his friend's mother was like this. Perhaps he had done something wrong, or perhaps she wasn't his mother at all.

Zhao Yilin moved her body, and the blood on the bottom of her skirt dried up. He reached out and gently touched her leg. At the end of the blood, in her stomach, there was a helpless little self.

"It will be fine."

Zhao Yilin heard him and opened her eyes. She sat up and looked at him.

At this moment, the car slowly came to a stop in front of the hospital. Huo Yelin undid his seat belt and opened the car door. She suddenly took his hand, "Wait, I have something to tell you."

"Let's see the doctor first." Huo Yelin pried open her hand and opened the car door. Suddenly, he heard an apologetic voice.

"I'm sorry, I'm not pregnant."

Huo Yelin's hand that was about to open the door stopped moving. He turned around and coldly looked at the blood stains between her legs.

Zhao Yilin knew what he was going to ask, so she rubbed his legs and said, "It's fake. I hid a blood bag inside."

"Do you know what you're talking about?" Huo Yelin gripped the car door tightly as his mind buzzed. Blood was gushing out from his four limbs to his heart.

"Got it." Zhao Yilin replied calmly.

"Do you know the consequences of deceiving me?"

"Got it." She knew perfectly well that cheating this man would not end well.

Huo Yelin got on the car, slammed the door, and held onto the steering wheel without saying a word.

It was autumn, but it was colder in the car than it was in winter. Zhao Yilin was scared when he didn't explode. She understood this man's body, but not his heart. The night with him was half sea and half fire.

Huo Yelin's hands suddenly reached out, scaring Zhao Yelin. He glanced at her for a second, then opened the suitcase and took out a pack of cigarettes.

"Is it for revenge?"

"Yes."

Their voices were a little hoarse.

Huo Yelin took out his lighter, lit up his cigarette, and took a deep breath. White smoke was coming out of the corner of his mouth.

Zhao Yilin smelled the smoke and suddenly coughed hard. "I can't, cough cough, see that the Zhao Family has succeeded …" If you get engaged, it'll be hard for me … "We tripped them up again, cough …"

Huo Yelin flicked away the ash on his cigarette and glanced sideways to see that her face was flushed red from coughing. He frowned, "And then you just took advantage of me, huh?"

Zhao Yilin coughed and was at a loss for words.

Huo Yelin suddenly sucked in a mouthful of smoke. He grabbed the back of her head and poured all the smoke from his mouth down her throat. Zhao Yilin's eyes widened as she struggled to open them.

As soon as he let go of her hand, Zhao Yilin lay down on the chair and started coughing, tears streaming down her face. But no matter how uncomfortable she felt, she didn't get up to open the door to catch her breath.

Huo Yelin watched him coldly as he smoked one cigarette after another. Zhao Yilin lay beside his legs, coughing so hard that her throat was hoarse and beads of sweat dripped from her forehead. She looked like she was about to faint.

Is there anyone in the world allergic to cigarettes? Strictly speaking, there was, but not like her.

Huo Yelin grabbed her hair, making her look at him, "This is just the beginning, and you can't take it anymore?"

Zhao Yilin didn't answer. His eyes were glazed, and behind the smoke was his cold face. No, perhaps it was Qi Xiaoyan's face, because the fire was getting bigger and bigger and he was desperately trying to get her to leave. She wouldn't let him, so he was angry.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have lied to you, cough cough …"

This was the truth. Zhao Yelin's original plan was to have Huo Yelin send her to the hospital, so that she could escape during the doctor's examination. However, she didn't expect that this man would really be worried and care about the child in her womb.

She could use ten thousand ways to take revenge, but she chose the worst. She used the kindness of others to do bad things. There was no difference between her and Bao Yanyun.

When Huo Yelin saw that she neither spoke nor struggled with her words, as if she was being trampled on, he became even more furious. He hated betrayal, especially when it came to women.

"Heh, do you know how many businesses the Huo Family will lose if Zhao Yueran and I fail to get married? Even if he sold the entire Zhao Family, he wouldn't be able to make up for it! "There's more!"

I didn't expect you to be so good at acting. Not only can you play the part of a lover, but you can also play the part of a newly pregnant woman. You better act the part of a masochist." He reached out and tugged at her skirt. With a "Zi" sound, a large hole appeared from her collar all the way to her lower abdomen.

"Stop! What are you doing! " Zhao Yilin protected her chest, but he quickly pulled her away. "I heard that you had a deal with Zhao Yueran. In order to let her vent her anger, you would walk naked on the streets."

Zhao Yilin was so scared that her voice changed. "No, stop!" That's between her and me, it has nothing to do with you! " How did Huo Yelin know? Did Zhao Yueran tell him?

Huo Yelin pressed her down on the chair with one hand. "Zhao Yueran has already sold the trade to me, because I want to see you go shopping naked even more than she does." With a "hualala" sound, Huo Yelin peeled off all her clothes like he was peeling off an animal's skin, leaving behind only her clothes.

"No, no." Zhao Yilin didn't let go of the bike. "Don't do that. I know you're angry. You can hit me and scold me, but don't let me …"

Huo Yelin was very strong, so he easily pulled her out of the car seat and used one hand to open the door.

Their car was parked in front of the hospital. There were many pedestrians. Zhao Yelin stared outside the car in horror. With a slight push from Huo Yelin's hand, her life would be ruined.