Fu Zixun looked at the woman lying on the cold ground. "You're still so cheap. You haven't changed at all."

Qin Yalin stroked her lower abdomen, and the pain spread all over her body. On the white floor tile, there was a pool of blood.

"Fu Zixun, you bastard, if something happens to your child, I won't make you feel better!" Qin Yalin stood up with difficulty, took her bathrobe and draped herself.

She wants children. Children are her only chips. Without children, she would never be eligible to stay with Fu Zixun.

"You asked for everything!" Fu Zijun's medicinal properties were not completely eliminated, but he had to send...