Hai Xiaomin was stunned. She never thought that the man hated him for more than a month and cursed in his heart every day. One day, she suddenly found that he should not hate him, but thank him?
"How do you want me to cooperate with you? Knowing the truth, is it still up to old Mr. Nazhi to play with us and applaud?" Hai Xiaomin panted and his eyes were red.
She thought she probably understood Ian's meaning that the child is lingyao. There is no need to hide this. Even if there is no paternity test now, the result will be clear at a glance when the child is born in the future.
What matters is whether she and Ian had a relationship in those hours!
Except for him and her, all the evidence was erased with the passage of time. Whether they did it or not was decided by them. Lao Nazhi thought they did it and Ling Yao thought they did it. This is the result Lao Nazhi wanted,
From the beginning, this was old naghi's plot!
To make Ling Yao's heart always have a knot and can't put it down, at this time, she insists that the child is Ian's. in the process of the child's smooth growth, the gap between her and Ling Yao will gradually widen. At this time, she will take the opportunity to insert a leicia, and the situation will gradually develop in the direction he wants, and sooner or later it will be irreparable.
I have to say that old Nazhi is worthy of being a person that Ling Yao is afraid of. He is really a good conspirator, even his closest descendants.
Ian disobeyed Lao Nazhi's wishes for some purpose, but as long as they didn't say it, they could hide it forever. But if she didn't tell Ling Yao about it, what's the difference between knowing the truth and being in the dark?
"..." looking at the excited Hai Xiaomin, Ian was calm and abnormal, and his thin lips were in a straight line.
Seeing this, Hai Xiaomin sneered helplessly: "forget it, it's up to you. If you don't want to help me prove it, I'll go to the female doctor. I believe Ling Yao has a way to let her speak the truth!"
She said that she didn't want to continue to entangle with Ian here. At this time, Ian suddenly said, "it seems that you still don't understand your situation."
"What?" Hai Xiaomin was a little confused, but the next second, she was pulled into her arms by Ian. Before she could react, she heard a hiss, her chest suddenly became cool, and then a burning sensation that made her tremble spread on her neck and shoulders.
The collar of her coat was violently torn open by Ian.
Ian fell on her neck, kissing and biting wantonly.
Hai Xiaomin's face was hard to see the extreme: "what are you doing?"
She pushed the man's chest hard, but Ian's two strong arms bound her tightly in his arms like chains.
"You let go of me!" Hai Xiaomin was anxious and tried his best to break free. He raised his feet to kick the man's legs, but Ian grabbed his waist, lifted it up and lifted it off the ground. He walked a few steps to the bedside and threw her on the bed. Then the whole person also pressed down, easily pressed her legs and made her unable to move.
Hai Xiaomin was frightened, pale and bloodless, and his lips were trembling: "no, no, don't come over..."
What's he doing? Do you want a strong woman to fuck her?
Ian grabbed her pair of slender wrists with one hand and pressed them on her head. He fell over her body. It was an extremely attractive scenery. Her pitiful appearance, curvaceous jade neck, exquisite clavicle, round fragrant shoulder and sexy chest clothes under broken clothes were virtually stimulating men to occupy her!
Hai Xiaomin is trembling like a lamb to be slaughtered. Her tears are falling down the corners of her eyes. She is really afraid.
Is Ian crazy? Why did you do this all of a sudden? Was she afraid to tell the truth, so she became angry?
"Do you know you're scared?" Ian slowly opened his mouth, his short hair fell down his handsome face, and his indifferent eyes looked particularly deep in the shadow.
Hai Xiaomin: "
"Do you know how charming you look now? I think any man would be happy to enjoy your body!" Ian's free hand gently brushed her face. His fingers were cool and there were thick thin cocoons on his finger belly. When he crossed the place, Hai Xiaomin had a layer of goose bumps.
However, he can't read the corresponding obsession in his eyes. It seems that he is just calmly stating a fact, or doing an irrelevant thing!
The more so, the more difficult it is for haixiaomin.
"Ian, what the hell are you..." before she finished asking, she was touched by his index finger on her lips, and her voice stopped abruptly.
She doesn't need to say anything more, just listen to him.
"Grandpa hates being cheated. Since he can do some things once, he is not afraid to do it again. So you guess if he knows the truth, he will let me do you again. He will supervise you in person, or will he find another group of people to turn you around and record it for the young master?"
Hai Xiaomin widened his eyes, and the bottom of his eyes was filled with fear: "he is Ling Yao's grandfather. How can he treat his grandson like this?"
She is Ling Yao's wife and his beloved woman. How can old naghi ignore Ling Yao's feelings?
Are they really related by blood?
"I know it's hard for you to believe, but I know old Mr. nagge better than you. No one can stop what the old man is determined to do, at least you can't, you're too weak!" finally, Ian dropped this sentence and let her get up.
Perhaps the range of action just now was too large, which affected the wound on his back. As soon as his action was stiff, a stuffy hum came out of his nasal cavity. After all, he got out of bed without even frowning.
Without bondage, Hai Xiaomin hugged his chest, curled up on his side, and tears fell silently. Ian's last sentence, you are too weak, echoed in his ears repeatedly.
Yes, she is too weak to protect herself. Ian is clearly using this way to let her experience the despair, but she has no resistance alone. So many people... Hai Xiaomin can't imagine that feeling!
A man's shirt covered Hai Xiaomin's body. Ian looked at her and turned to the door: "even for your baby, I hope you think about it."
What do you think? In order to protect the children, do you want her to live a life under the authority of old naghi?
"Ling Yao will protect me!" Hai Xiaomin clutched his fingers and had the last hope.
Ian's footsteps were slightly sluggish. He raised his face, looked at the ceiling and slowly said, "do you want to see the young master kill his relatives again?"
Hai Xiaomin's pupils zoom in and out in surprise. Is it true that things will turn around only when Lao Nazhi and Ling Yao survive alone?
But what does he mean again?
Hai Xiaomin grabbed his clothes and wanted to ask, but there was no trace of Ian at the door.