Mu Xiao's heart gradually became cold, she closed her eyes tiredly, and her thin body relaxed a little:

"Chu Shaochen, if I die, you will have peace of mind, whatever you want!"

Her voice was so indifferent and meaningless, like a bird with broken wings, so desperate that it had lost the courage to live.

Chu Shaochen stared at her closely, and there was a trace of pain hidden in his dark eyes:

"Mu Xiao, it has always been you who cruelly hurt others, and now, what are you pretending to be hurt and desperate for? I won't pity you anymore, I won't let you die, you killed my child, you have to have another one for me!

"Woman, from now on, you are my Chu Shaochen's child-giving tool, from now on, we will fake it."

At first, he was trying to take advantage of her, so he spread the fake news that she was pregnant, and now he wants her to really give birth to his child?

Mu Xiao's dead heart trembled faintly, and his closed eyes slowly opened.

Her body shook suddenly, and she was pushed down by Chu Shaochen.

"Whew"!

"Whew"!

"Whew"!

Chu Shaochen felt like he was holding back a fire in his heart, he blackened his face, tore her pajamas into rags with force, and threw them on the side of the bed with his hands raised.

Chu Shaochen's angry appearance was like a completely enraged beast, her weak body curled up, and at this moment, she was suddenly a little scared.

Mu Xiao remembered the time he was gentle and caring for her in the hot spring a week ago, and the contrast between the current domineering and coldness was too stark......

The strength of her whole body seemed to be drained, and her eyes closed weakly, like a ragdoll without consciousness.

He looked at her intently, and for some reason, a strong sense of loss suddenly surged in his cold heart:

"Mu Xiao, open your eyes for me and look at me!"

“……”

She slowly opened her eyes, there was no enthusiasm in her godless eyes, only countless indifference and frustration.

Facing her gaze, the sense of loss in Chu Shaochen's heart became even stronger, he lowered his head and buried the trace of love in his eyes:

"Mu Xiao, remember, this is just the beginning, before you conceive my child, don't think about having a night of ease!"

"Huh."

Mu Xiao's lips trembled slightly, and the corners of his mouth shallow arced.

"What are you laughing at?"

A touch of surprise condensed between Chu Shaochen's dark eyebrows.

"I laugh at you for ......" Mu Xiao quietly looked at this extremely handsome man, as if he was looking at a stranger who had nothing to do with him, and there was no longer the gentleness and restraint in his clear eyes:

"Chu Shaochen, you think you have already seen through An Yarong, seen through me, and seen through Qiqi, but in fact, you haven't seen anything, Chu Shaochen, I pity you for your failure, I pity you like a toy that is played with in the palm of your hand."

“……”

Chu Shaochen was still covered with her, he stared at Mu Xiao's indifferent face from close range, and at this moment, his tall figure trembled faintly.

"It's true that I didn't see through you before, and I was indeed played with by you like a toy, but not anymore."

Chu Shaochen got out of bed, turned around, and obvious disappointment flashed between his clear eyebrows:

"Mu Xiao, I misjudged you before, and in the future, I will never again!"

After saying solemnly, he grabbed his clothes, stepped out of his slender legs, and walked out of the door without looking back.

"Bang!"

The door was slammed shut, and Mu Xiao looked up at the direction he left with a pale little face, and his eyes gradually became damp.

The howling wind creaked through the windows, and the sporadic snowflakes on the edges of the windows flew in and landed on her beautiful skin, quickly melting into cold droplets.

Mu Xiaoleng trembled, the grief suppressed in her heart was out of control in an instant, she took the pillow next to her hand to cover her face, her thin body curled up, and suddenly cried bitterly.

After experiencing this time, she saw it thoroughly.

The warmth and warmth in the past were just Chu Shaochen's charity, as long as she touched An Yarong even a little, he would immediately be cold and ruthless to her.

From now on, she will no longer love like she used to be stupid and unhesitating.

It's not that she has no feelings for Chu Shaochen, it's just that she suddenly feels that this love is too heavy and heavy, and she can't carry it.

From now on, she will bury that love deep in her heart and never be humble again!

……

Chu Shaochen walked downstairs with heavy steps, took a deep puff of cigarette, but his heart was still empty.

Mu Xiao's indifferent expression, distant gaze, and mocking expression echoed in his mind repeatedly.

The child in An Yarong's belly was not saved, and he didn't have much heartache when he learned the news, however, when he met Mu Xiao's indifferent and repulsive gaze, he was inexplicably depressed......