This terrifying speculation made Tong Lan tremble all over. Her voice was shaking violently as she couldn't help but mutter.

"Who are you……"

"Are you... Ye Minggu?"

She still held on to a glimmer of hope.

Maybe it’s just a beggar who sounds a bit like him!

Yes, that must be the case. But she didn't expect that the man opposite her would suddenly roar and then strangle her neck forcefully!

"Who are you?"

"How do you know my identity?"

"How could you call out my name? Are you the one Ye Huanting sent to kill me?"

Tong Lan gasped. She never expected that the person in front of her was actually Ye Minggu!

Oh my God! She felt her eyes go dark because she could never imagine how Ye Minggu could suddenly become such a miserable homeless man. Tong Lan was almost speechless and was so shocked by this fact that she couldn't say a word.

Tong Lan was really shocked.

The man opposite was looking into Tong Lan's eyes.

A moment later.

He snorted coldly.

The voice was extremely cold.

"Are you Tong Lan?"

Tong Lan felt dizzy and depressed. She suppressed the anger in her chest and then she spoke.

"How could you...how could you end up like this? I'll take you to take a shower, get your hair cut, and change your clothes, okay?"

She communicated with the man opposite her patiently, as if she was coaxing a child.

The man opposite is like a child.

He still looked stern.

The man snorted.

His tone was so cold, like ice, it felt like it could freeze you in an instant. The man said.

"Hair cut, clothes change?"

He raised his head and looked at Tong Lan, his eyes almost scanning her up and down. Tong Lan felt uncomfortable being looked at by him, he said.

"What on earth are you thinking?"

"I'm in this state now, are you...trying to frame me? I'm telling you, my uncle has kicked me out of the company! I'm just a beggar now, with nothing!"

When he said the last sentence, there was a hint of pain in his voice, and it was obvious that he was in great pain.

Tong Lan swallowed and stammered.

"I really don't have any bad intentions."

Although I heard Ye Minggu say that he had nothing.

Tong Lan's eyes went dark, but she still held on to her breath and murmured.

"I don't need you to have anything... Forget it, I'll take you to take a shower and change clothes first..."

…

Tong Lan had spent a great deal of effort to raise this man to a presentable state. However, compared to his former dashing appearance, Ye Minggu was obviously more decadent than before. He seemed to have been drained of his energy. Without money, he was indeed worse than a homeless person.

The whole person is dark and thin!

I was wearing dirty clothes and even had fleas jumping around on my body.

There was a disgusting stench emanating from his whole body.

I don’t know how this man managed to survive.

Tong Lan watched the barber finish cutting his hair. After this, Ye Minggu barely regained his former appearance.

Only compared to the playboy he once was.

It has indeed become——

It has become very common.

Tong Lan smiled bitterly.

She was silent for a moment, then Tong Lan spoke.

"Ye Minggu, I came to see you because I'm pregnant with your child!"

She thought the man opposite would be very excited and thrilled! After all, this was Ye Minggu's own flesh and blood, and she had never been with other men. However, she did not expect that a sarcastic smile would appear at the corner of the man's lips. Then Tong Lan heard Ye Minggu speak.

"Knock it off!"

His voice was so cold that it almost froze into ice!

Tong Lan took a breath of cold air.

How could it be—how could it be so?

The man raised his head and looked into Tong Lan's eyes. The words he spoke were so cold that it made people feel as if they were falling into an abyss. There was not even a slightest room for relaxation, Tong Lan heard him say.

"Didn't you hear what I said?"

"Abort this child."

Tong Lan was shocked! She murmured.

"But this is your own flesh and blood..."

She thought the other party should give it more consideration no matter what, but she didn't expect that the other party would say with a sneer.

"Get rid of it."

"I don't want it."

"I... don't want it either!"

His words dealt a heavy blow to Tong Lan, making her feel like she was struck by a bolt from the blue!

How could this happen?

Shouldn't he? He should cherish himself!