Chapter 1: You Are Not Worthy!
"Song Qingzhou, someone came to see you!"
The nurse's cold voice sounded outside the iron door, and Song Qingzhou leaned on the head of the bed, unmoved, without any emotional fluctuations on her cheeks as miserable as white paper.
She came very quickly, she had just passed through the hospital yesterday, and she came today, which was really unexpected.
Closing her eyes, her long eyelashes casting a row of shadows on her pale cheeks in the sunlight, her eyelashes moved when she heard the sound.
The man was dressed in a well-cut suit, with a gloomy aura on his angular face, and his eyes were full of resentment when he looked at the woman, "Don't you want to see me, you pretend to be dead when I come?" ”
The gloomy room was full of musty smell, Song Qingzhou's weak body shrunk in the corner, her pale lips without a trace of blood pursed tightly, and she didn't say a word, immersed in her world.
His voice was still as cold as water, as if he had personally sent her to this mental hospital.
In the past five years, the drunken Mu Chaoci would often come here and rudely ask her for her, as if she were a soulless doll.
There was no trace of drunkenness in those dark eyes like a pool of water, but the angular handsome face was still imprinted with coldness.
When did Mu Chaoci become so obedient, and she would come as soon as she called?
"I'm going out!" Song Qingzhou's eyes looked at the man's familiar face firmly, and there was a little apprehension in his heart.
Now that she is pregnant, if she continues to stay here, sooner or later she will be discovered by Mu Chaoci, and he will not allow this child to be born!
So, today she had to give it a go.
"Who are you? What qualifications do you have to ask me to let you go? The broad palm of his hand stiffened her face and narrowed the distance between the two, "You think you can atone for your sins by sleeping with me for five years?" ”
Her fingers imprinted red marks on Song Qingzhou's fair cheeks, and her eyes widened, revealing eyes as deep as stars, but the emotions in those eyes were too complicated for Mu Chaoci to see really.
"You speak!" The furious Mu Chaoci was like a trapped beast, her gloomy eyes exuding bursts of coldness, and he held her arms tightly.
"What am I going to do to let me go?" Song Qingzhou's face was like ashes, his words were cold, and he hesitated slightly, "Is that so?" ”
With that, he broke free from his grip and faded off his tattered hospital gown like a soulless puppet.
She collapsed mechanically on the bed, not looking at the angry man in front of her.
If she has any bargaining chips to negotiate with Mu Chaoci, I'm afraid that only this dilapidated body will be.
Yes, in Mu Chaoci's eyes, she is a warm-up tool and a doll to vent her emotions!
Raised his hand and stroked his belly, a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes, baby, you have to be strong!
A strange light flashed under Mu Chaoci's deep eyes, and a trace of ruthlessness flashed on her angular handsome face, how could she be so shameless?
Pulling Song Qingzhou's long hair vigorously, a gloomy voice sounded in her ears, "Okay! Please me, I'll let you out when I'm happy! ”
Pleasing him?
Song Qingzhou was slightly stunned.
Active?
"Don't want to? Is a filthy and vicious woman like you still qualified to choose? Song Qingzhou, from the day you killed your mother, you have been a monster who can only live in the mud! ”
Song Qingzhou was slightly stunned, blinking his long eyelashes, covering the teardrops under his eyes, and the corners of his pale mouth raised.
yes, she's a monster living in the mud!