He Jiahui slowly walked up to the third floor, opened the door, and saw a small crib. She walked straight over, stood in front of the crib, and looked down at the sleeping little guy.
This time is the baby's nap time. The little guy has his eyes closed, his long black eyelashes are as beautiful as butterfly wings, his nose is straight, his lips are pink, and his little fist is bitten in his mouth.
, looks so naive and adorable.
He Jiahui gritted her teeth and stared at his face. The more she looked at him, the more he looked like that bitch Bai Zixin. He was almost printed from the same mold. The more she looked at him, the angrier she became.
With her heart filled with jealousy, He Jiahui glared at the sleeping little guy on the crib, took out a small medicine bottle from her pocket, and slowly opened it.
The medicine in the bottle was taken by her and Lucifer. It has been sold on the black market for as much as one million US dollars per gram. This is an extremely poisonous medicine, a bit like a chronic poison, but it will not kill anyone.
, but will slowly eat away at people's nerves, making people become insane, crazy, and more and more like a fool. In the end, it will even develop to a situation where it is worse than a pig or a dog. The cause of the disease cannot be found, and it cannot be cured in a lifetime.
, can only live in pain forever.
That's right, she didn't want this child to die at all. Since it was that bitch's child, naturally she had to be tortured severely before she could be willing to accept it. It was best to let that bitch Bai Zixin watch her.
How her son turned into a fool like an animal step by step, and how her son, He Jiahui, enjoyed everything her child should have!
She must make Bai Zixin suffer for the rest of her life, make her regret robbing her man, and even regret coming into this world!
He Jiahui smiled sarcastically, completely immersed in the pleasure of revenge, but her cell phone rang at an inappropriate time. Her face suddenly turned gloomy. She took out her cell phone and looked at it. Seeing that it was Lucifer's subordinate, she answered the call unhappily.
The first sentence of the phone call was a reprimand, "How presumptuous! You're just a subordinate, but you dare to call me? Do you know who I am!"
Unbiased, the subordinate who was scolded by her happened to be the man who drove her to the hospital that day and performed a play in front of Luo Yuchen and the others. His status under Lucifer was not small.
The man was following their boss, but he had no name and status. It was even said that he was scolded by a woman who had been gang-raped. The man's face immediately became disgusting and he taunted him with extreme dissatisfaction, "I don't know who you are. You are just following the adults.
But she’s just a nameless woman!”
"you!--"
He Jiahui was immediately furious, but Lucifer's subordinates would call her, which meant there must be something urgent, so she did not dare to hang up the phone easily, stamped her feet, and warned the person on the other end of the phone in a vicious voice, "You are nameless and anonymous.
Well, at least I'm still Lucifer's woman now! You'd better think clearly, if you offend me, if the wind blows from my pillow, you will have to carefully consider your fate!"
The man sneered. He didn't even bother to deal with this kind of unskilled threat, and he didn't want to talk nonsense to this woman. He conveyed it straightforwardly, "My lord said,