The Tycoons' Forced Love

Ethereal Doctor / Ruthless and Debauched Tycoon / Black-Bellied Rich Second Generation 1v2

Forced Love / Lover / Captivity / Age Gap / Extreme Possessiveness / Sweet and Angsty Romance

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Chapter 111 Conflict 2

This forced me to look directly into his narrow, deep eyes, which seemed to see right through people's hearts.

"You still owe me a child, or I'll beat you to death today!" Every word he spoke was filled with boundless anger and threat.

"I will never have your child!"

Her voice choked with emotion, and despite being filled with fear, she firmly expressed her opinion.

"Hmph, that's assuming you still have the chance to refuse!"

After saying that, he suddenly stood up, grabbed me, and threw me onto a table not far away.

I watched in horror as he walked towards me step by step. The intense pressure emanating from him made me tremble involuntarily.

"You...you stay away!" I shouted, my voice trembling, trying to stop him from getting any closer.

However, he ignored my pleas and slowly but firmly walked to the chair next to him and sat down.

He took a few deep breaths, seemingly trying to calm the anger in his heart.

After a long pause, he coldly asked, "Do you love him?"

Upon hearing this question, I nodded without hesitation and answered loudly, "I love him! And I am his wife!"

At this moment, I've completely forgotten about Wang Yijin.

His eyes dimmed instantly, filled with disappointment and sorrow.

I was in a daze for a full two seconds.

Then he curled his lips into a cold snort.

"So what if you're Jin Buwei's wife? If I, Qin Shisheng, want you, you can't escape!"

I knew I couldn't reason with him, so I wiped away my tears and slowly composed myself.

A hand reached into the pocket for a knife.

"I used to think that only my death would make you leave me alone, but now I realize I was wrong!"

He looked at me, puzzled. "What do you mean?"

"Because you're the one who deserves to die!"

I reached for the fruit knife in my hand, picked it up, and intended to stab him in the chest.

He caught the knife with his bare hands, and blood instantly streamed down his hands.