Yan Baichuan poured two pills from the lid and swallowed them into his throat. Until the bitterness spread to all parts of his mouth, he slowly raised warm water to moisten his throat.

"He Ming, go prepare some red wine and send it to my study."

He ordered.

"gentlemen."

He Ming said worriedly: "You can't drink anymore. The medical team said that drinking is not good for your health. Just listen to others' advice and drink less. If you really like Miss Song Ci, no matter what our people think,

No matter what I do, I will clean her up and send her to your bedside to accompany you!"

Yan Baichuan's face suddenly turned cold, and he took a step closer, making He Ming turn pale with fright.

He said: "He Ming, once again, I will not save you, but will personally send you back to the Yan family's old home."

He Ming's hands shook so much that the water in the glass on the tray spilled out: "Yes."

"No one is allowed to touch her. What I want is for her to come back to me willingly." Yan Baichuan was wearing a white shirt, which looked soft under the halo, but the soft back was full of scars and shady calculations.

: "She can't think of anything now. It's not her fault. It was Huo Muchen who seduced her. Even if they were childhood sweethearts and were engaged, it was still the Huo family who was plotting against her.

Xiao Ci has the right to choose from the beginning.

She is a free person. She chose me, but she was deceived.

I don’t blame her, I lost her because I was young and incapable of protecting her."

"Sir, you are only twenty-four years old."

A twenty-four-year-old boy has to bear so much and bear the hatred of his parents. Even if the Yan family's big house falls completely, the Yan family will not be a safe place. Now Yan Baichuan's identity and skills have been exposed, and many people in the Yan family have

Everyone secretly wants him dead!

But... Yan Baichuan is still thinking about how to get Song Ci back!

He Ming is really worthless for Yan Baichuan!

"Really? I feel like I died when I was seventeen years old." Yan Baichuan smiled gently and denied himself in a gentle voice: "The Yan family all wanted me to die when I was ten years old, or earlier..."

"Sir, you should have inherited the Yan family. Now that the power of the Yan family is in your hands, sooner or later the entire Yan Group will be in your hands." He Mingdao.

"Not yet. Even though grandpa feels guilty for me, he doesn't completely trust me and keeps testing me. Maybe in his mind, I have never been the first heir, not even my parents.

He had his own specially trained heir and hid him.

He let us fight to the death and kill each other, and he didn't have to do anything. He only had to deal with the last person who survived, and then gave that person two choices."

"One choice is to assist the heir he thinks, and the other...is to kill me!"

Yan Baichuan said calmly.

"What!" He Ming couldn't believe it: "Mr. Bai, you have done a lot for Mr. Yan over the years, but the best heir in his mind is not you! How could he..."

"Cruel, aren't you?" Yan Baichuan finished the unbearable words for him: "The Yan family's blood is cold. Maybe it's because my parents found out that they didn't want me to get close to him since I was a child."

Of course he knew how his mother told him gently and sternly to stay away from Mr. Yan.

Before his parents died, Yan Baichuan was obedient, but when he was the only one left in the world, he could get close to the darkest person in the world!

He was close to Mr. Yan and understood that Mr. Yan was using him. Of course he understood why Yan Baichuan chose him. It was because... Xiao Ci!

Mr. Yan’s real purpose is Xiao Ci!

"Tell the people below to keep an eye on Mr. Yan's recent actions, and then send people to find out where the heir he desires before the old man is there. If necessary..." After a pause, Yan Baichuan smiled, a cruel and sinister smile.

Liang: "Just kill him!"

"……yes."

He Ming looked at Yan Baichuan who left after speaking and walked towards the second floor.

He ordered: "The red wine will be brought up later."

"yes."

After He Ming nodded, he secretly made a decision: "He wants to send Song Ci directly to Mr.

She has not been hypnotized before, so hypnotize her again!

By then, Mr. Bai may not be so sad!"

…

"Ah sneeze!"

"Ah sneeze!"

"Ah sneeze!"

One night, she sneezed several times. If Huo Muchen hadn't thought about her, she might have caught a cold, and the air-conditioning on her body could have frozen her to death!

Huo Muchen carried Song Ci upstairs with one hand. There was a housekeeper behind him who was responsible for sorting the clothes. They all went to the cloakroom downstairs. They didn't need to worry.

After the man carried Song Ci to the master bedroom, he expressionlessly took out the medicine box, took out the cold medicine, handed the pills and warm water to Song Ci's lips, and ordered: "Take it."

"Don't eat."

"You want to rebel?"

He raised his eyebrows.

"I ate it, what if it's not good for the baby in my belly? Mr. Huo, don't forget that you still have a pregnant wife at home." Song Ci told lies seriously.

"Won't."

Huo Muchen's face was cold.

"What not?"

She didn't understand.

"Can't get pregnant."

he said.

"Why? Is it because we have only been together for three months? I think Mr. Huo, you have worked too hard to get pregnant. It can't be just a matter of fancy!" Song Ci didn't understand.

Huo Muchen's face was gloomy, he pinched her chattering little mouth, forced the pill into her mouth, and then poured the warm water directly with his lips.

"Well..."

Song Ci's lips were blocked, and all the words that followed were swallowed down his throat.

She was quickly brought to the soft kingsize mattress by him. He leaned over and hugged her, kissing her again and again: "You are too young, and I don't want you to be pregnant."

And, he changed his mind!

The child was born too early, and he had to take care of it himself. He would be exhausted raising one child, but he would be stretched thin raising two!

"But... Xiaojiu's baby is so cute." Song Ci felt a little envious.

"Xiao Ci, don't just look at the results. When Xiao Jiu was pregnant abroad, no one took care of her. She had a hard time giving birth alone and almost died on the operating table. It's even more difficult to raise a child." Huo Muchen patiently enlightened her.

Her lips never left her skin: "Do you think it's easy for me?"

Song Ci shook his head without realizing it and blurted out: "It's not easy."

Her Mr. Huo is indeed not easy!

"You gave me insomnia for several years even if I had one, so I don't want to have children for the time being, okay?" With warmth on his fingertips, he opened her shoulder straps, revealing her snow-white skin.

Her jet-black hair fell into the black bedsheets, seeming to blend into one body.

Song Ci's delicate cheeks sunk into the soft sheets, as big as a palm, and she looked at him pitifully, which made people love her even more.
Chapter completed!