27 Actress 27
◎This bastard, why haven't you killed it yet?◎
Ji Xuan sat there blankly, his pale lips trembling. His mind seemed to go blank in an instant. He knew nothing and didn't know what to do.
The woman in front was still softly coaxing Rong Xingyin, who had just found out she was pregnant. Her expression was so gentle, tolerant and focused that she didn't even spare a glance for others.
They love each other and are about to welcome the fruit of their love. How should he, who seemed to have stolen Su Yanmei's night and accidentally got her pregnant, deal with it?
Su Yanmei probably wants him to have an abortion.
She didn't want him to disturb them.
She clearly knew that he was pregnant, but she pretended to be completely ignorant and allowed him to be abused by Rong Xingyin. This attitude completely revealed everything.
Ji Xuan's eyes were red as he reached out to touch his abdomen, which had not shown any abnormality yet, and he felt a strong reluctance in his heart.
Strangely enough, the child didn't stay in his belly for long. Perhaps he was born sentimental. What other men found disgusting, he was happy about the arrival of a new life.
Even though Su Yanmei hated it and wanted him to remove it, he was reluctant to do it.
Ji Xuan's eyes were red, and after making up his mind, he turned his head away and stopped looking. His throat was slightly choked and he had no appetite, but for the sake of the child in his belly, he had to endure the tightness and nausea in his chest and force himself to replenish nutrition.
He tried hard to drink half a bowl of pork rib soup. He inexplicably thought of himself, the "mistress", who gave birth to children one after the other with the main wife. He thought of Su Yanmei's care for Rong Xingyin and her indifference to him, and the fate that the child would face in the future. He couldn't help but feel sad and couldn't help but shed tears.
Ji Xuan felt that he did not want to cry, and he was not usually so fragile, but in fact, he could not control his emotions at all. Tears fell into the bowl like pearls with a broken string, splashing circles of ripples.
He lowered his head hard, not wanting others to notice anything unusual.
The discomfort in his stomach made Ji Xuan turn around and run into the bathroom. He vomited loudly and vomited out all the soup he had just drunk.
He vomited so much that his vision went dark, his hands and feet felt so weak that he wanted to slide down the sink without caring about anything.
The sound of vomiting coming from the bathroom did not give Xu You much to think about.
Seeing Ji Xuan vomiting so violently, Xu You asked about his health with concern during his pause.
The constant feeling of nausea left the young man with neither the time nor the energy to answer her. His face and eyes were red from vomiting, and the veins on his neck were visibly bulging. He pressed his hands on the sink, lowered his head, and gasped for breath.
Ji Xuan's "stomach discomfort caused by eating bad food" these two days did not attract much attention. Instead, it was Rong Xingyin's pregnancy that made Zhong Ran, who was on the verge of going crazy, almost throw his chopsticks.
Even though he had expected this, Zhong Ran still couldn't help but shiver when he knew Rong Xingyin was really pregnant. It was as if a chill penetrated into his bones, making his hands and feet cold.
He suddenly looked up, his face so pale that even his honey-colored skin couldn't hide it, and he stared at the boy who was being carefully cared for.
As if frightened by being stared at, Rong Xingyin turned his head and lay on Su Yanmei's shoulder: "Sister, I don't have much appetite. Can you make some soup for me?"
Faced with the "pregnant husband's" whispered pleading, Su Yanmei naturally gave in to his request.
After asking him about his taste, she slowly finished the remaining food in the bowl, then got up and went to the kitchen to cook soup.
Faced with the tenderness that once belonged to him, now completely shrouded by someone else, Zhong Ran closed his eyes and said in a hoarse voice: "When did you and Yan Mei start?"
Rong Xingyin smiled and gently touched his abdomen, saying, "Brother Zhong, please don't misunderstand me. Yan Mei and I had sex after you broke up."
"To be precise, I have to thank Brother Zhong. If it weren't for Brother Zhong going to get an abortion and breaking Yan Mei's heart, how would I have had the chance to comfort Yan Mei and stay by her side?"
The boy smiled lightly, his tone innocent, but his words were as light as if laced with poison: "This child of mine might be the one that Brother Zhong aborted."
"It has found its parents again. Yan Mei should be very happy."
Zhong Ran's eyes were bloodshot and he almost overturned the table on the spot.
When mentioning the aborted child, regret flooded him like a surging tide. After learning that having a child would not affect his supernatural powers, Zhong Ran thought more than once that if he had not aborted the child, he and Yan Mei would probably be a very happy couple now.
That child, if still kept, would be more than three months old.
The belly might already be showing, Yan Mei should be very happy, and then carefully touch the bulge with her hand...
Half a year later, the child was born, perhaps it was the daughter Yan Mei wanted.
By then, he and Yan Mei will hold their wedding at the base, become an enviable couple, and have a lovely daughter.
They will live their lives happily.
The more beautiful the memories and imaginations are, the more cruel the reality seems.
He lost the child.
There was someone else who had a child with Yan Mei.
Let Yan Mei take responsibility, and even the person she will marry in the future will not be him.
Happiness was originally within his reach.
Especially the child who was aborted at that time, might really be reborn in Rong Xingyin's belly.
Realizing this, Zhong Ran was in so much pain that his handsome face was distorted. His eyes were bloodshot and he stared at Rong Xingyin with hatred, as if he was filled with hatred for having his wife and children taken away from him.
The man standing opposite was tall and strong. He was slightly bent over, with his hands on the table. His eyes were fierce, like a beast ready to pounce.
"Sister, I'm so scared."
Knowing that Lu Jing was present, Zhong Ran could not do anything to him, but the boy still looked like he was about to cry, fragile and helpless.
The woman who was busy in the kitchen quickly came over to coax him without even glancing at Zhong Ran.
The young man hugged her waist and buried his face in her belly, looking like an emotionally unstable pregnant husband.
Even though he knew Rong Xingyin did it on purpose, Zhong Ran still couldn't bear the pain of being completely ignored by Su Yanmei, which was like a knife cutting into his heart.
Originally, it should all be his!
"Yan Mei..."
Behind him, Zhong Ran was in extreme pain, with a low pleading voice.
The woman did not turn back, but caressed Rong Xingyin's soft hair tenderly, and even lowered her head and kissed him.
Just like when she took care of the pregnant Zhong Ran before, Su Yanmei took the boy's hand, walked around the center island, and entered the semi-open kitchen.
She cut some fruit.
Rong Xingyin ate obediently beside her.
The two of them leaned on each other, just like a couple in love.
At that time, Su Yanmei and Zhong Ran were close to each other, smiling at each other, and were as intimate as a perfect couple. Rong Xingyin had envied and jealous of them countless times.
Until this moment, he finally became the person standing next to Su Yanmei.
Being taken care of by her, Rong Xingyin was immersed in unspeakable happiness.
He wants to have a child for Yan Mei.
Now is the best time to conceive a child.
*
The dinner ended in a very strange atmosphere.
For the first time ever, Fu Hanzhi did not use the excuse of discussing experimental data with Xu You. When they were alone together, he glanced at the backs of the woman and the boy who were leaning against each other, took off his glasses, rubbed his eyebrows, as if he felt a little tired.
It sounds ridiculous that a man gives birth to a child, but it happened twice in a row.
His gaze shifted uncontrollably towards Su Yanmei, but then he pulled his attention back with great clarity of mind.
During this period of time, he has done things like this countless times.
Fu Hanzhi was gentle and calm, and he clearly controlled his possessiveness that came from being too immersed in the role, as well as his occasional uncontrollable attention.
He withdrew his gaze, wiped his lips slowly, stood up and went back to his room.
The rest of the people also left one after another.
Because he was allowed to stay overnight, Rong Xingyin finished his soup and went back to his room excitedly to take a shower.
He planned to pester Su Yanmei tonight and get her pregnant as soon as possible.
Su Yanmei went upstairs first.
Just as she pushed the door open and was about to enter the room, a force suddenly appeared behind her, grabbed her by the waist, and pulled her in.
The door was closed.
"Yan Mei..." The man breathed softly, his breath hot against the back of her neck, his voice filled with longing and fascination for her.
Muscles bulged, and strong, honey-colored arms crossed the woman's waist, completely trapping her in his embrace.
"Yan Mei, Yan Mei, can we have another child?"
Zhong Ran leaned close to her ear and spoke, his warm lips rubbing against her neck.
He was obviously well prepared today. Despite the cold weather, he was shirtless, wearing only a pair of jeans and a belt around his waist. He wanted to show off but not reveal anything, which fully revealed his muscular and smooth body. His tight and powerful honey-colored muscles were full of sexiness and temptation.
Although it was just over a month ago that she had the miscarriage and now was not the right time to have a baby, Zhong Ran couldn't wait any longer. He wanted to get pregnant with Yan Mei's child as soon as possible and have a daughter to please her.
He was attached to the warmth she gave him, surrendered to her gentleness and tolerance, and wanted to reconcile with her.
Zhong Ran suddenly smiled when he vaguely saw the thick ginger curtains in front of him.
He knew that Yan Mei would not be so cruel to him.
She still remembered his favorite color and kept it. She was not completely without nostalgia for him.
Zhong Ran was shocked and loosened his grip on the woman in his arms slightly, wanting to hold her face and kiss her.
Su Yanmei turned her head away, frowning, with an undisguised look of disgust on her face.
At the same time, there was a knock on the door.
Su Yanmei shouted "Help" directly.
The knocking sound stopped, and then Ji Xuan quickly turned the door lock and saw the situation in the room clearly. His blood rushed to his head. He pulled Su Yanmei away and punched Zhong Ran hard in the face.
Zhong Ran was hit so hard that he staggered, his head was buzzing, and his expression was still dazed.
Yan Mei...hates his touch?
Was she just shouting... for help?
These pieces of information that were hard for him to accept rushed into his mind. After being hit by several punches in a row, Zhong Ran suddenly broke down emotionally.
The blood on his face and the tears rolling down blurred his vision. He could only vaguely see Ji Xuan protecting the woman behind him, looking alert and vigilant.
He couldn't see Su Yanmei's face clearly, so he could only ask in a trembling voice, "Are you afraid of me?"
"Yan Mei, are you afraid of me?"
"Do you hate me so much now that you can't even bear to touch me?"
"We've been through so much together, and you're afraid of me now?"
Zhong Ran felt like he was going crazy, and his whole body was in a state of emotional frenzy, which made Ji Xuan more alert. While protecting the woman behind him, he also did not forget to cover his abdomen.
However, Su Yanmei waved his hand away first, took a step forward, looked unhappy, and her tone was full of disgust.
"I am disgusted by you, Zhong Ran."
"When I think about how much intimacy we once had, only to end up with the death of a child, I wish I had never met you and never been your girlfriend."
"I look forward to it that way."
"I've never been a mother, and every day I wonder what it's like. Was I good in your belly? Did I make you uncomfortable again?"
"And you? You knocked it down without mercy."
"Zhong Ran, it was you who killed my firstborn child. It was you who destroyed our past, our present, and our future with your own hands."
As the woman spoke, she began to cry.
Such a sad and sorrowful expression, her attachment to the child, and her vague love and hatred for him, made the man kneel on the ground involuntarily, in excruciating pain, and unable to beg for her forgiveness.
It seemed that he had once again let Yan Mei down.
*
This night was a chaotic one.
No one knew when Zhong Ran left. He left in a daze, and there were bloodstains on the floor.
Ji Xuan found a mop and cleaned the floor, while the woman sat blankly on the edge of the bed, as if still immersed in the pain she had just experienced.
Her face was covered with tear marks, and she was clearly not in a good state. Ji Xuan was about to say something to comfort her when the young man who had walked quickly to the door suddenly rushed in and hugged Su Yanmei: "Sister, what's wrong with you?"
The woman seemed to have found her backbone. She subconsciously hugged him back and touched his abdomen with one hand: "Fortunately, I still have you."
"Sister~" While Rong Xingyin was acting coquettishly with her, she did not forget to glance at Ji Xuan.
The young man lowered his head silently, his silver-blue hair drooping, and his whole body was filled with unconcealable loneliness.
"Ah Xuan, why are you here?" As he spoke, the young man suddenly felt chest tightness and nausea. He covered his lips and vomited before asking, "Um, is there something wrong with you?"
He originally wanted to make it clear to Su Yanmei that he would claim that this unexpected child was born from a woman in another base who had awakened the ability to get pregnant. He would give birth to the child himself and would never tell who the mother was, so as not to disturb her and Rong Xingyin.
But the current situation doesn't seem to be a good time to say this.
Also, she likes children.
But he only likes the children of Zhong Ran and Rong Xingyin.
Therefore, when Rong Xingyin was present, Ji Xuan didn't want to tell Su Yanmei about this. He was no match for Rong Xingyin, and he was afraid that Su Yanmei would forcefully abort his child to avoid upsetting her lover.
Thinking of that situation, the young man lowered his head even more to hide his red eyes filled with tears.
He cleaned up the blood on the ground and did not stay any longer. He just said, "I, I'll leave first."
The young man fled from the room.
Behind him, the young man stared at his back, hiding a very sinister look in his eyes.
Su Yanmei was in a bad mood tonight, so Rong Xingyin naturally didn't accomplish what he wanted to do.
But when he held her in his arms and fell asleep for the first time in a long time, completely entangled like mandarin ducks embracing each other, Rong Xingyin already felt completely happy.
He had fantasized more than once, how great it would be if it was really him that night, not Ji Xuan?
It was he who was pregnant, and it was also he who gave birth to the child for Yan Mei.
Not that bitch who drags her feet even on getting an abortion!
With the intention of getting rid of the time bomb, Rong Xingyin tiptoed up in the middle of the night, put on some clothes, walked out and knocked on the door of the next room.
After a while, the door opened, light came out, and the young man stood behind the door with sleepy eyes.
Rong Xingyin glanced over and when she saw his abdomen, the corners of her lips curled up slightly, and with a malicious look in her heart, she said lightly: "This bastard, why haven't you aborted it yet?"
【Author’s words】
The puppy who was woken up in the middle of the night faced a critical hit [poor]
Tomorrow we must let the puppies usher in spring [covering face and peeking] babies, the update will be around 11pm, and I am still accumulating manuscripts [heart]
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