The man's face was cold, and he said unquestionably: "I can't marry you, if you still want to be with me, then take this child." ”

What is he talking about? Ye Man looked at the man in front of him in disbelief, he was warm just now, but in the blink of an eye, he was ruthless. The man's words hit her heart word by word, it was their child, it was the crystallization of their love, how could he say that he didn't want it? Didn't he have the slightest affection for her? Could it be that all the tenderness and sweetness before were fake?

Ye Man couldn't believe it, but she really loved him.

"No, I want this child. She plucked up her courage and said firmly.

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"You want to threaten me with the child?" said coldly in the man's dark eyes, "Beat this child, otherwise, I won't let you have a good time." ”

Ye Man looked at him, only to feel a cold air rising from the soles of his feet, and he fell into a frozen pool in an instant.

......

At night, in Kyoto's bustling West Ward, in the Guiyuan Villa.

Gu Ze opened the closet in the study and took out a bottle of red wine and a tall glass. The crimson liquid slowly flowed along the transparent walls of the cup to the bottom of the cup, like dark red blood. It was only when the liquid was halfway through that he seemed to be alarmed.

Put the bottle away, lean back on the couch, and sober up. The dark red of the liquid was like a silent memory, striking at the depths of his soul—

"Bang", blood splattered everywhere, smashing everywhere in the corridor-

His heartbeat suddenly accelerated, as if he was about to jump out, Gu Ze covered his chest, gasped twice, and took a big sip of red wine. He hated this crimson liquid, which, like the blood that flows out of a person's body, kills people. But he was obsessed with it, and the blood stains on the ground in his memory flowed wildly in his mind all these years, and it seemed that it would never be exhausted.

He doesn't like women because they are always selfish and insatiable. The only thing he likes is to play with them, and it's all about grabbing profits, or satisfying physical needs. In short, women are like tools to him, and every tool should have its purpose. When the tools are not used, he will throw them away, and he has no habit of collecting because it is too cumbersome.

Ten thousand flowers have passed, and the leaves do not stick to the body.

He'd been playing this game for years, and he'd never had any trouble like today.

This damn woman!

He had obviously taken defensive measures every time, why would he still do this? He thought about it, and finally remembered an exception. Because he was drunk, he forgot to do safety measures. But afterwards, he obviously bought emergency contraceptive pills for her, could it be that she secretly threw away the pills behind his back and didn't take them?

It should have been that time, he was furious.

What made him even more angry was that she still wanted to give birth to the wild seed. Although he said that even if she was born, he would not care. But if he was born, could he really do it?

This damn woman!

He slammed his fist on the couch.

In this game, he seems to have overplayed and somewhat lost control. He should have cut off this temporary rotten peach blossom a long time ago, but for some reason, he didn't break it as quickly as before, and he became more and more obsessed with the smell of that woman.

Damn woman!, he pinched his eyebrows.

He really got away with it.

After a while, he took out his mobile phone and dialed Ye Man's number.