Cen Su didn't know what regret felt like, but he felt as if his heart was being squeezed tightly by a hand.

It's been held here for five years now, and it's only gotten tighter and tighter, almost suffocating him.

He really is.

real.

I wish I could go back five years.

Shao Yaya ran to the road, panting heavily. Her lower abdomen felt increasingly uncomfortable, so she raised her hand to rub it and looked down.

What happened?

A shadow suddenly enveloped her.

Those were the shadows of several tall, burly men.

Shao Yaya swallowed hard, looked up uneasily, and her pupils suddenly contracted.

A thick, heavy arm lifted her up and then slapped her hard across the face!

"Being the other woman for our young lady? You bitch, you're really something."

Bang

Bang

boom

In the alley, the sounds of fists and bodies colliding echoed, accompanied by a woman's painful whimpers and screams, and a man's mocking laughter.

"Am I not a mistress?"

"You 'inserted' between our young lady and Cen, and you still say you're not a third party?"

"I was with Cen Su first; she was someone who 'inserted' into our relationship later."

The group burst into laughter, looking at her mockingly, and kicked her hard to the ground.

"I don't care if you were here first or not, everyone knows he and Miss are a couple now, so you can only be the third party!"

Shao Yaya was dumbfounded by this unreasonable attitude, but the punches and kicks came down even harder. She whimpered and dodged, feeling as if half of her life was about to dissipate in this alley!

Suddenly, someone kicked her in the stomach, a sharp, excruciating pain shooting through her abdomen. She screamed, and felt a warm sensation between her legs, as if something was slowly flowing out.

"Boss, look at her pants."

"Blood?"

Shao Yaya suddenly realized what was happening.

Her vomiting, her abdominal pain: "Baby! I'm pregnant, I'm going to miscarry, take me to the hospital!"

The group hesitated for a moment, but then turned and left without hesitation, leaving Shao Yaya, who was writhing on the ground in pain and unable to stand, in the alley.

"withdraw."

Shao Yaya's eyes widened as she struggled to crawl forward, pleading, "Hospital! Please take me to the hospital!"

Her fingers gripped the filthy mud, mingling with blood, and the excruciating pain in her abdomen nearly extinguished all her consciousness.

She felt cold all over, as if a tap had been turned on between her legs, trying to drain all the blood from her body.

As Shao Yaya's consciousness sank to the brink of fainting, she vaguely thought that she probably wouldn't make it to the hospital; she would soon die in this alley in Hunan.

"Are you retiring from the entertainment industry after filming this drama? Your fans on Weibo are almost in tears."

In the distance, she seemed to hear a soft laugh, a girl's gentle whisper, followed by a man's tender laugh.

"If I don't retire from the entertainment industry soon, I'm going to cry."

Why are you crying?

“There are always malicious people who try to steal my wife away while I'm on set filming. Isn't that something to cry about?”

"Pah! What nonsense are you spouting?"

"Did I say something wrong? That so-called superstar keeps coming to your shop, what's the reason for that? And that young, single, wealthy businessman, he always uses the excuse of eating out to insist that you cook for him personally, do you think I don't know what he's up to? And that lawyer..."