It is much better to have sex with a man like her husband than artificial insemination and IVF.

She had to admit that when she remembered the tall and handsome man she saw in the elevator that day, she couldn't wait for what was about to happen next.

"Are you a student of the Chinese Department of A University?" Xia Yucheng really didn't know what to say, so he found a topic. Tong Leya thought that Feng Hao was her husband, could she answer yes?

Obviously, no!

But if not, isn't it strange that they have such a relationship?

Is it too strange for a mistress to help **** find a surrogate?

"Yes! I am a student of the Chinese Department of University A, and with me that day was the vice president of our University A, Lu Licheng. In our school, he is the male god in the hearts of many girls. Tong Leya replied with a smile.

"I used to be a big student and studied design ......"

"It is said that girls who study design are very smart, Miss Xia must be a smart girl, speaking of which, you are my senior sister, one of our universities. No wonder! You still greeted Principal Lu that day, you know each other!"

Xia Yucheng's heart tightened inexplicably, and just as he wanted to say something, he was interrupted by a servant's words.

"Miss Xia, Mr. Feng asked you to go to the study!"

"Okay!"

Xia Yucheng replied easily, but his heart was heavy, and the faint feeling of uneasiness was very clear at this time.

"Mary, you take Miss Tong to the restaurant for dinner!" After giving the order, Xia Yucheng got up and went to the study.

……

The door of the study was hidden, and Zhu Huan stood at the door.

Seeing Xia Yucheng coming, Zhu Huan respectfully saluted her and stepped aside.

Walking to the door, Xia Yucheng was stunned by the scene in front of her, she saw Caritas kneeling on the floor, her head almost touching the ground. Feng Hao sat at the desk with an indifferent face, holding a delicate small silver knife in his hand, shining with cold light.

"My lord, I really brought Miss Tong on my own initiative, I am for the old lady...... "Before Caritas could speak," she ......, the little silver knife flew out of Feng Hao's hand and landed between her fingers, which were lying flat on the floor.

Xia Yucheng's face turned pale suddenly with such a precise technique of "Hao ......", his legs were like filled with lead, and it was difficult to move a step, "...... Is something wrong?"

She saw that Feng Hao's handsome face was bloodthirsty and cold, and there was no trace of warmth in it, and his whole person seemed to come from hell, mixed with the smell of death up and down.

Such a style is strange and terrifying to her.

"You don't dare!" Feng Hao said coldly, obviously questioning Caritas' words.

Caritas knelt motionless: "My lord, Caritas doesn't dare to lie!"

After so many years in the Feng family, Caritas knows all the ups and downs that the Feng family has experienced, and if she says that Fujiwara Xiang asked her to come, this family will definitely set off a monstrous wave.

Feng Hao raised his eyes to look at Xia Yucheng, and his eyes were cold. He picked up another small silver knife from his desk, and swept his fingers over the glittering blade.

Xia Yucheng couldn't help but swallow and asked, "Why?"

She didn't believe that this man didn't know who did this, and that he was doing it to know some other answer.

"You know?" the man's gaze was like a sharp blade, piercing her heart in one fell swoop.

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