[69 Book Bar-www.] The baby is gone.

Her only relative in this world is gone.

under his harsh punishment.

She was like a puppet that had lost its soul, lying on the bed blankly. Since waking up from a coma that day, she had not said a word. She would occasionally drink water and go to the bathroom. She ate very little food and seemed to know no one.

Now, only when she sees Song Baiyang, her eyes will burst out with hatred.

The housekeeper stood next to Song Baiyang and looked at him with his head lowered and looking miserable. Everything that could be smashed in the room was smashed. He walked over barefoot and threw himself into the sofa chair. He stepped on shards of glass under his feet.

The blood flowed out, and he seemed to have no feeling at all.

Mu Mian was like a puppet, but Song Baiyang was torturing himself like crazy.

There was nothing the housekeeper could do.

He looked at Song Baiyang worriedly, with a worried and distressed look on his face.

The door was opened, and a ray of light shone through Jun Zhu's exquisite mask. He walked in quickly, stretched out his hand to lift Song Baiyang up, and punched him hard: "Butler, you can go out first. Leave this place to me."

The housekeeper nodded, knowing that Jun Zhu would not harm Song Baiyang.

Jun Zhu's eyes were fixed on the sluggish Song Baiyang: "It makes me feel like I'm beating a beggar."

Song Baiyang was indifferent.

Jun Zhu's voice was cold and hard: "When I left and gave up the opportunity to pursue Mianmian, I didn't do it to give her up to a trash!"

Song Baiyang seemed to be touched. He smiled bitterly in a low voice: "I...hurt her so much."

"Her only belief now may be to take revenge on you. If that's the case, you might as well do something meaningful to her in the end." Jun Zhu lowered his head, "At least, let her live."

Song Baiyang was silent. After a while, he let out a low hum.

If there is anything else I can do for her.

He has lost his child and he cannot lose her.

When he stood beside Mu Mian's bed, he simply couldn't believe that this withered and pale girl was his arrogant little princess. As long as she didn't run away or disobey him, he would pamper her to heaven. But... once she defected, trying to

If you fight for freedom, your wings will be severely torn off!

He knelt on one knee beside her bed, losing his arrogant and noble aura.

He lowered his head piously: "You can punish me, no matter how you deal with me, as you wish."

Mu Mian's originally lackluster eyes suddenly moved, and then slowly met his eyes.

There was a flash of white light, and a twisted smile bloomed on her lips.

The silver blade cut open Song Baiyang's chest.

The maids let out shrill screams.

"Is this what you want?" Song Baiyang's face was very calm. Only the pain made him frown slightly, but his body remained motionless. He allowed her to stab him with a Western knife and enter bit by bit.

Mu Mian's heart was beating wildly. She thought he would run away! She had never hurt anyone like this before. The feeling of the Western knife piercing him, from her arm to her heart, made her panic and scared.

But she looked at him stubbornly and did not back down at all.

"What are you doing!" An arrogant female voice sounded faintly, and then she exclaimed distressedly: "Baiyang!"

This is what Zhu Zhu saw when he walked in.

Song Baiyang put himself on the altar and let her slaughter him.

Lin had already told himself the specific situation. He didn't go far at that time. Song Baiyang's target was Mu Mian, and he didn't have much trouble escaping, so he stayed in the dark and witnessed all the subsequent developments.
Chapter completed!