With a heavy lips, Luo Enxi almost gave up struggling and closed her eyes obediently.

It was not so much that they were kissing, it was Fu Haochen's punishment for her. He seemed to be deliberate, crushing hard and biting her lips.

Yes, she should admit her fate!

Marrying Fu Haochen is doomed to endless humiliation and torture by the other party.

At the corner of his eyes, tears fell silently, sliding across his cheeks.

Fu Haochen grabbed her hand with one hand, and a big hand was gradually stretched down, pulling the zipper on the side of her skirt.

The man's lips were still on the corners of the woman's mouth and cheeks without stopping, chewing like revenge.

Until he kissed her tears, the salty taste made his heart poke fiercely as if by some sharp weapon.

Fu Haochen's movements stopped, as if he suddenly lost interest.

Perceiving that the other party's powerful masculine aura gradually diminished, Luo Enxi opened her misty eyes and saw that Fu Haochen had left her.

Luo Enxi secretly breathed a sigh of relief, hurriedly got up, folded her hands on her chest, and leaned against the car window, like an injured deer.

"Luo Enxi, are you resisting me like this now?" Fu Haochen stood by the car door, lazily inserting one hand into the pocket of his trousers, obsidian eyes, looking at Luo Enxi who was shrinking in the car faintly.

He could see that her fear and rejection were not pretending at all.

The first reaction is that she has another man outside?

Luo Enxi hugged her arms, frowned tightly, pursed her lips, and opened her mouth with a thick nasal sound.

"Yes... Fu Haochen, I know you hate me and you want to torture me, but this is a cemetery, and people pass by at any time. Even if you want to retaliate against me, please don't be here. You don't feel embarrassed, I feel embarrassed... …"

With the car lights on, Fu Haochen saw the woman's hair topped in the light, which was slightly disheveled. A few buttons broke off the collar of the shirt on his upper body, and the zipper of the skirt was also torn, looking very embarrassed.

His heart twitched, as if his heart softened, and he really wanted to let her go.

Fu Haochen did not speak, but closed the door of the rear seat without saying a word with a bang.

Lift your foot, walk to the driving position, and sit down.

Start the engine and the car drove out towards the front.

Everything was calm again, Luo Enxi's heart finally fell to the ground.

Thinking of his behavior to her in the car just now, she was still afraid for a while, afraid that he would really be at the entrance of the cemetery and rectify the Fa to her on the spot.

People like Fu Haochen can't do anything.

When the car arrived at the Fu's house, the sky outside the car window was already gray.

They tossed all night...

This time, Luo Enxi did not fall asleep as before, she was like a hedgehog with prickles all over her body, always guarding vigilantly.

Until the man's low, icy voice came in her ears, ordering her to get off the car.

Luo Enxi moved. Because of the posture of shrinking in the back seat, her whole body was paralyzed. She raised her leg and was numb.

"Luo Enxi, what are you still rubbing slowly, get off the car!" Fu Haochen's indifferent voice came again.

After hearing this, Luo Enxi's heart tightened and quickly accelerated her movements, but her hands and feet were still numb, and finally touched the door handle of the car. She got out of the car anxiously, just stepping on the ground, her numb legs could not stand firmly. , The whole person fell to the ground.

However, she didn't dare to delay one more minute at all, raised a hand, and gracefully helped the man close the back door.

Sitting in the driving position, Fu Haochen looked up at the rear mirror of the car, and collected a series of actions of the woman getting out of the car, including her embarrassed appearance when she finally fell to the ground.

There was no extra expression on his face, he started the car and left.

Luo Enxi just fell to the ground like that, watching his car's tail drift away from a distance, and finally shrank a shadow and disappeared.

Roughly, he went to the hospital to see He Xia Nuan.

After all, today is the death day of that child, and he visits He Xia Nuan every today.

The heart sank suddenly, as if it had fallen into an abyss.

Luo Enxi took a breath, put her hands on the ground, and wanted to get up, only to find that because she fell from the car, her knees had worn away a layer of skin and flesh and blood turned over, covered with a thin layer. Of ash.

However, she didn't feel any pain at all...

It's the heart, it hurts more.

Luo Enxi straightened her spine bit by bit, and tears were still overwhelmed from the eyes, big and big ones.

"Young lady, why are you standing here?" Aunt He walked out of the villa and saw Luo Enxi at a glance. She was very distressed and immediately greeted her.

Luo Enxi's throat moved up and down, but in her throat, she couldn't say the three words that she was okay.

After all, she is not an indestructible diamond. There is no way. When the husband goes to find another woman, he can tell others with a strong smile that she is fine and she is fine.

Aunt He is an old man from Fu Zhai. In the past three years, she knew everything between the young master and the young grandmother. She also knew how bitter Luo Enxi was now. She cleared her throat and said, "Young lady, let's go in first. Your knee is worn out. You need some medicine to prevent infection."

Luo Enxi condensed her eyes and nodded stiffly. Allowed by Aunt He, she entered the villa.

At the moment when I stepped into the door, I suddenly thought of the man’s words in my ear--

"Go home? Fu's house? Is that your home? If it weren't for your intervention, now the hostess of Fu's house should be Xia Nuan, not you, the mistress!

Luo Enxi hooked the corner of her mouth and laughed at herself. Originally, this place did not belong to her, and this place was not her home...

After entering the room, Luo Enxi sat down on the sofa, and Aunt He hurried to the cabinet to look through the medicine box.

When Aunt He came out holding the medicine box, she saw Luo Enxi curled up on the sofa, eyes closed, already asleep, breathing evenly between her nose.

Aunt He couldn't help but sighed secretly, feeling distressed to Luo Enxi, put down the medicine box, pulled a thin blanket to cover it carefully for Luo Enxi, and went to the kitchen to be busy.

...

Fu Haochen drove the car quickly on the highway, heading to the hospital where He Xia Nuan was located.

Just now, the hospital had called him more than a dozen calls in a row.

He knew that something must have happened to He Xia Nuan.

When the car arrived at the hospital, Fu Haochen found the ward on the seventeenth floor familiarly. Before he reached the door, he heard the sound of ping-pong-pong-pong-pong things in the room from a distance.

When he thought of He Xia Nuan who was mentally disturbed, Fu Haochen's heart twitched, as if he had a pair of invisible big hands, severely strangling his heart.

"My child...return my child to me..."

As soon as he appeared at the door, He Xia Nuan's painful cry came from his ears.

Looking up, he saw He Xia Nuan's hands tied to the bracket beside the bed, and a pair of feet kicked in the air.

The thermos, lunch box, and quilt on the bedside table were all broken.

"Xia Nuan..." Fu Haochen squeezed the palm of her hand, and it took a long time before she made a sound from her throat and called her.

He Xia Nuan, who was sitting on the bed, with hollow eyes suddenly got focus when he heard the sound. She was rare and quiet. She seemed to recognize and remember Fu Haochen, and shouted, "Brother Haochen, Brother Haochen ..."

Fu Haochen's heart tightened and stepped into the ward.

Upon seeing this, several doctors and nurses hurriedly withdrew from the ward with interest and gave space to two people.

"Brother Haochen, you haven't come to see me for a long time... and our baby, he is about to be born in eight months..." He Xia Nuan's hands were tied to the head of the bed, but he saw Fu Haochen. There was a smile on her face.

Fu Haochen's face was gloomy when he heard the words "child." It took a long time to squeeze out a few words from her throat, "Xia Nuan, be good and obedient, Brother Haochen will see you more, okay?"

When speaking, the man's eyes were extremely gentle, raised his hand, and gently stroked He Xia Nuan's rough and messy hair.

She was thinner again, her chin was sharp, and the blue and white striped hospital gown was like a big sack that was wrapped around her slender body, empty.

He still remembered that He Xia Nuan used to be the school flower of Hangzhou University. If it weren't for the abortion of her child, she wouldn't be like this...

He still remembered that He Xia Nuan said that when she graduated, she wanted to be a fashion designer. She wanted to fill his closet with clothes designed by her, one piece a day, not heavy on style.

However, now, everything is far from the normal track.

"Brother Haochen, my wrist hurts so much, can you help me untie it..." Suddenly, He Xia Nuan condensed a pair of water eyes, flattened her mouth aggrievedly, and begged.

Fu Haochen took his eyes and looked at it, and He Xia Nuan's wrist was strangled with two deep marks, and he helped her untie the cloth strip without thinking about it.

As soon as he released the restraints, He Xia Nuan rushed into Fu Haochen's arms urgently, clinging to the man's neck with both hands, "Brother Haochen, we all have children, when are you going to marry me?" "

"I..." Fu Haochen's throat was a little sour, and he didn't know how to tell her that he had married the woman who killed their child.

"Brother Haochen, will you kiss me, okay?" He Xia Nuan leaned on his chest, raised her dusty, dirty hands, and pointed to her chapped and pale lips.

Fu Haochen's handsome eyebrows frowned slightly. At this moment, his eyes flashed past the woman at home, Luo Enxi's nasty face inexplicably.

Damn, how could he think of her!

"Brother Haochen, don't you want to? You don't like Xia Nuan anymore?" He Xia Nuan's face turned pale, with pitiful tears in her eyes, a finger pointed directly at the man's heart." Brother Haochen, you...have already moved in with other women here, don't you want Xia Nuan, don't you want our little pear?"

After the words fell, He Xia Nuan's hand slowly slid down and landed on her flat stomach, as if there was a child there.

By the way, Fu Haochen's words and actions suddenly made Fu Haochen feel like chains tied to him.

Xia Nuan and Xiao Li, every word in these two names seemed to be torturing him.