"Fall in love with you? Dream on. In my heart, you are just a tool for my revenge, a tool for my venting. How could I, Qin Heming, ever fall in love with you?"
He stood up, looking down at Wen Shengsheng with a cold and cruel gaze, as if he were looking at an ant.
"You think you're worthy of my love?"
Qin Hemian sneered.
"If you don't love me, why did you make me have your child? Qin Heming, don't you think you're a very contradictory person?"
Something inexplicable flickered in Qin Heming's deep eyes, like the burning starlight, intense and dazzling.
Wen Shengsheng felt a chill run down her spine under his gaze. She felt as if he was hiding more secrets, as if there was something between them that even she couldn't see through...
Qin Heming suddenly gripped her shoulders tightly: "Wen Shengsheng."
He stopped abruptly and left the bedroom in frustration, leaving Wen Shengsheng alone.
Perhaps, this is for the best.
He hates her.
She wanted to go home.
Meanwhile, Qin Heming, still sulking with Wen Shengsheng, went to a brothel.
When Wen Shengsheng woke up in the middle of the night, there was no one beside her.
Where did Qin Hemian go?
Whatever, what does it have to do with her?
Hungry, Wen Shengsheng went downstairs to find something to eat.
Qin Feng entered and said, "Madam, the master is waiting for you at the den of iniquity."
Wen Shengsheng, who had just eaten half an orange, glanced sideways and asked, "What are you waiting for me for?"
"The gentleman has had too much to drink and needs his wife to pick him up."
"He's drunk, you go."
"Madam, the master has specifically requested that you go. It would be best if you did not disobey his wishes," Qin Feng kindly reminded her.
Wen Shengsheng's heart pounded.
Qin Heming is definitely up to no good!
However, he specifically requested to go there himself.
Wen Shengsheng had no choice but to agree.
She changed her clothes, put on makeup, and headed to the den of iniquity.
Qin Hemian arrived slightly tipsy.
He was wearing a black shirt with the top two buttons undone, revealing his delicate and sexy collarbone.
He sat languidly on the sofa with his long legs crossed, a glass of whiskey in his hand, taking a sip, his slightly narrowed phoenix eyes swirling with a captivating and alluring light.
He was surrounded by a group of beautiful women, all of them flattering and fawning over him, their sweet voices making Wen Shengsheng's skin crawl.
Wen Shengsheng walked over.
"I've come to pick you up, let's go."
After saying that, she grabbed Qin Heming's arm forcefully, but the man pulled her away.
She fell into the man's arms, her nose hitting his hard, iron-like chest. It hurt terribly. She covered her nose, tears streaming down her face.
"Why are you crying?" Qin Heming pinched her waist, his voice low and husky, carrying a strong seductive tone.
Wen Shengsheng sniffed and rubbed the spot where she had been hit: "Who's crying? I'm just crying because of the impact."
"Heh..." Qin Heming chuckled and pinched her soft cheek. "What an idiot."
Wen Shengsheng was unhappy.
"You're the idiot!" She looked up at him, her eyes wet and pitiful.
Qin Heming's gaze fell on her watery almond eyes, his Adam's apple bobbed, and he couldn't help but pull her into his arms. His large hands roamed freely over the girl's skin, causing her to tremble.
"What are you doing? This is a public place."
Wen Shengsheng struggled, but Qin Heming held her slender waist tightly and pressed her against his chest, creating an extremely ambiguous scene.
"how?"
His tone was dangerous, his thin lips close to her ear, his hot breath spraying against her neck, sending shivers down her spine and making her weak and powerless to resist.
"Shameless!"
Wen Shengsheng, embarrassed and annoyed, yelled at him, "Let me go right now!"
The more she struggled, the tighter Qin Heming held her, his large hands reaching into her back.
Wen Shengsheng was terrified and hurriedly tried to stop him, but she was no match for Qin Hemian. He forcefully pinned her down on the sofa, her hands were restrained above her head, and she could not move an inch. She could only stare at him with wide eyes.
"Don't do this..." she gritted her teeth, wishing she could pounce on him and bite his neck off!
Qin Heming smiled faintly, looking down at her face, which was flushed with anger: "Didn't you enjoy it just now?"
Wen Shengsheng felt like vomiting blood; she clearly wanted to refuse!
She tried desperately to push him away, but she couldn't budge him an inch. "Let go!"
Qin Heming raised an eyebrow: "Shout louder, and it would be best to call everyone over to take a look."
Qin Heming smiled contemptuously. Only then did she notice that everyone in the private room had left without her noticing.
She panicked: "What do you want to do?"
"Of course, it's about doing what we love." Qin Heming lowered his head to kiss her, but Wen Shengsheng turned her head away, only to be forced to entangle with him again.
Qin Heming seemed very dissatisfied with her avoidance, grabbed her head, and kissed her rosy lips fiercely.
Wen Shengsheng whimpered a few times and tried to resist again, but the difference in physical strength between men and women was too great, and she was eventually devoured.
It was already late at night when she woke up.
She lay face down on the bed, the spot beside her feeling cool.
Wen Shengsheng rolled out of bed and stepped barefoot onto the cold floor.
That damn bastard!
She is now experiencing aches and pains all over her body.
Wen Shengsheng leaned against the wall and staggered towards the bathroom.
Turn on the showerhead, and water pours down from above.
Wen Shengsheng leaned against the door frame, her legs trembling, a bitter smile on her lips.
She actually slept with Qin Heming again.
This bastard has such great stamina.
Wen Shengsheng shook her head, banishing the inappropriate thoughts from her mind. After washing up, she got dressed and came out.
She had only taken two steps when she suddenly felt a stomachache.
Wen Shengsheng clutched her stomach, slowly squatted down, fine beads of sweat appearing on her forehead, the pain in her abdomen growing more and more intense.
Wen Shengsheng bit her lip, trying hard to control herself, but she still couldn't hold back, and tears the size of beans streamed down her cheeks.
When Qin Heming returned and saw this, he was so frightened that he immediately threw off his coat, rushed over, and picked her up in his arms: "What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell? Sheng Sheng, say something, tell me!"
Wen Shengsheng looked up at him.
"pain……"
Qin Heming's heart skipped a beat. He picked up Wen Shengsheng and ran upstairs, kicked open the door to the master bedroom, and placed her on the soft bed.
Wen Shengsheng curled up on the bed, her face as pale as paper, her forehead covered in cold sweat, and her eyes glazed over.
"How could this happen?" Qin Heming reached out and touched her forehead. The burning temperature made him frown. Then he touched her stomach.
"Does it hurt a lot?"
Qin Heming quickly called for help, and doctors and nurses arrived as fast as possible.
After examining Wen Shengsheng, the doctor said, "Mr. Qin, there's no need to be nervous. She's having her period."
"..." Qin Heming looked embarrassed.
After Qin Feng saw the doctors and nurses off, Qin Heming glanced at Wen Shengsheng on the bed.
She said weakly, "You were too fast, I didn't have time to say anything."
Um, that's a rather ambiguous statement.
Qin Heming instructed, "Get some rest." After saying that, he lay down and placed his palm on her abdomen. She shifted her body uncomfortably.
"Don't move."
The man's cold voice rang in my ears.
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