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His arms were strong and his expression was the same as before. There was a hint of tenderness in his gentleness that made me feel as if I had returned to a long time ago.

At that time, I was full of joy, secretly in love with him, thought that this is my secret alone. However, how could he hide himself if he liked someone?

The secret love that I thought I was secretly in love with had actually long since become a public love, it was just that I didn't know it myself.

As for him, he has always been indulging in my little joy, my love as a young man. He was purely passionate, but unfortunately, he still left in the end.

If I were still the same Luman, never married Yang Jie, never entangled with Zhu Wechen, I really wanted to ask him: All these years, have you missed me?

But now, I don't even have the qualifications to ask such a question.

"Lu Man!" A cold shout came from behind him.

When I turned my head, I saw Zhu's cold face walking towards me. He grabbed my hand and dragged me away without saying a word.

"Director Zhu, is something the matter?" Song Wangjiang is still here, and I don't want him to see that I have anything to do with him.

"Director Zhu? "You sure are calling me a stranger. Why do I feel like my appearance has disturbed your intimate relationship with others?"

Lovely 'me'?

"Zhu Feichen, when did you see us flirting?"

He glanced at the hand that was still in Song Wangjiang's grasp, then looked up at Song Wangjiang.

"Let go." he said coldly.

Song Wang Jiang's expression didn't change, "Director Zhu, Man Man is not feeling well and needs to go to the hospital."

"What's wrong with you?"

Having suffered twice consecutively, when we arrived at Zhu Vuechen's place, I could no longer hold myself back. Gritting my teeth, I shook his hand away, "What's wrong with me has nothing to do with you? I advise you to go back and see your mother.

I looked at him scornfully.

With just a few words, I completely infuriated him. His deep eyes narrowed slightly, and the surrounding temperature immediately dropped. "I haven't even asked you for the reason for this matter. Are you that impatient?"

My stomach hurt more and more. I was afraid that something might happen to him, so I didn't dare to pester him any longer.

I grabbed Song Wangjiang's hand and looked at him pleadingly. "Take me away."

Song Wangjiang was stunned for a moment before firmly standing by my side. He said: "Director Zhu, Man Man and I still have some matters to attend to. Please let go."

"What's the matter? Can't you interview me in front of everyone?" He looked at Song Wangjiang and said in a domineering voice, "Mr. Song has just returned home and probably doesn't know that Lu Man is now mine."

Song Wangjiang ridiculed him and looked him straight in the eye, "Then the person you are working so hard on must be sick. Why don't you bring her to the hospital and leave aside all the wounds of different sizes? This is how it is now. One can imagine what the situation will be after marriage. "

Song Wang Jiang seemed to only say it casually, but I understood the meaning behind his words.

After this marriage, my life will only be more miserable than it is now.

"If Mr. Zhu doesn't know how to take care of Lu Man, there are still many people who can take care of her."

The pain was worsening and cold sweat was dripping from my forehead. I took a deep breath. "I'll go with him to a place. I …"

The cold air coming from Zhu's body grew stronger, and the strength of my hand on my shoulder increased. I looked into Song Wangjiang's eyes for two seconds, and the air seemed to ignite into silent smoke.

However, Mr Zhu's attitude has always been more assertive, and I was eventually dragged back to the company by him.

I looked back apologetically at Song Wangjiang and saw his worried gaze. I felt a little sour in my heart.

He forced me into the company's infirmary, pressed me down on a chair and ripped off my clothes. Startled, I subconsciously grabbed the corner of my shirt.

We were the only two in the infirmary. He opened a bottle of iodophor with a handful of cotton swabs and squatted down in front of me to take off my clothes. He frowned.

"…"

"After pushing my mom, you're going to use this method to get pity?"

"Do you miss me that much?"

"I saw …"

"I didn't push your mom at all!" I clenched my hands.

He made me marry him, and now he suspects me?

When this question came out, even the thought of preserving the womb was extinguished by me. I coldly snorted and grabbed the iodophor from his hands before gritting my teeth and disinfecting it. "You can think of whatever you want."

Zhu Feichen was angered by my actions, he slapped the table, then pinched my lower jaw, his face clouded, "I gave you some color and you started your dyeing workshop, didn't I?!"

The deep despise in his eyes stung my heart and stirred it.

The front legs said they wanted me to marry him, but the back feet didn't even give me a chance to explain before they condemned me.

Am I, Lu Man, that low in his eyes?

I gritted my teeth and threw the iodophor in my hand onto the ground. The soy sauce liquid was all over the floor. "Since you don't trust me, why are you healing me!?" "Your mother doesn't agree with our marriage anyways, so I don't think there's any need to tie the knot anymore."

After saying that, I pulled up my sleeves and walked out. The moment I closed the door, I heard him sneer, "Lu Man, did you not want to get married because of my mom, or because of that man just now?"

I was so angry that I couldn't hear the jealousy in his voice, so I threw down the words, "Think what you want," and left the room.

When his heart was filled with pain, the pain in his body gradually disappeared.

I was very tired, so I didn't go to the hospital.

But this night I was so angry that I was unable to sleep, and the next day I was awakened by the pain in my stomach.

The wetness between my legs made me feel vaguely uneasy. Panicking, I picked up the phone and tried to call Wishing Vizen to go to the hospital with him, but after a dozen calls, there was no answer. I sent two or three messages, but still no response.

My heart chilled a little, and I gritted my teeth and hit 120.

Half an hour later, the waves beneath my body started to surge violently. I was in so much pain that my face paled, which was more than ten times worse than a normal day. The doctor held the form with a serious expression and said, "This is an irrevocable abortion, do you have a family member? It needs to be signed. "

Thinking of his parents, thinking of Zhu Feichen …

I finally shook my head.

Trembling in pain, I picked up my pen and signed all the risk reports myself.

As soon as the anesthetic hit, the pain vanished, and cold instruments moved back and forth in my body like steel claws, tears welled up in my eyes at the thought of losing a child.

After the surgery, I was sent to the ward, where I hung up the medicine and left.

This is the last point of contact between me and Mr. Zhu. He is determined to marry me, largely because of this child, and now...

The child is gone, will he still be with me? And why is his phone not working? Don't reply with a text message...