Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Han Xueâer suddenly ordered the bodyguard, âDrag that slut out here!â
Yu Zhe froze for a moment. With knitted brows, he looked up at her, gritted his teeth, and said indignantly, âWhat are you trying to do now?!â
Han Xueâer deliberately smiled and said nothing as she watched how anxious he looked.
Shortly, the bodyguard brought Mu Xiaoxiao out.
Han Xueâer glared at the bodyguard and shouted, âI told you to drag her out! Drag her! Do you understand? Idiot!â
The bodyguard was startled, then immediately released Mu Xiaoxiao.
Mu Xiaoxiao looked wretched. The moment the bodyguard let go of her, she fell to the carpet.
Han Xueâer glared at the bodyguard. âDrag!â
Bodyguard glanced at Mu Xiaoxiao on the ground and had no choice but to grab one of her hands and drag her.
Mu Xiaoxiao was in great discomfort. She felt like standing up to walk, but she couldnât do it.
And since there was a lot of friction against the carpet, it was harder to drag her.
The only good thing to be happy about in this situation was that she wasnât far from Han Xueâer, so she didnât need to be dragged over a longer distance.
However, Han Xueâer had gotten some perverse satisfaction.
When Mu Xiaoxiao was dragged in front of her, Han Xueâer sat on the sofa, posturing herself like she was a queen as she stared down at Mu Xiaoxiao.
âLittle slut, have you considered it yet? Do you want to beg me? If you beg me, who knows if I may grow soft-hearted.â
Mu Xiaoxiao lowered her head and leaned over her upper body on the carpet. She didnât look up or retort her.
Yu Zhe, who was sitting on the other side of the sofa, suddenly felt that something was wrong as he stared fixedly at Mu Xiaoxiao.
However, Mu Xiaoxiaoâs head was lowered so that no one could see her expression.
âHey! Iâm talking to you. Do you hear me?â
Han Xueâer waited for a while without getting a reply before she grew impatient.
She gestured to the bodyguard with a look.
The bodyguard squatted down and rudely lifted up Mu Xiaoxiaoâs face.
The redness on Mu Xiaoxiaoâs cheeks seemed to have faded entirely. Looking wretched, she gritted her teeth as cold sweat formed on her forehead.
Seeing this scene, Yu Zhe look startled, and his hand, which was placed on the sofa, clenched into a fist.
Whatâs wrong with her?
But it was Han Xueâer who asked instead, âWhatâs wrong with her?â
Bodyguard shook his head and said, âI donât know. When I went in just now, she was already like this.â
Han Xueâer snorted scornfully, âAre you pretending to be dead? Do you think Iâll just let you go like this? You wish!â
She stood up angrily, walked up to Mu Xiaoxiao, and suddenly gave Mu Xiaoxiao a kick.
Laying on the carpet, Mu Xiaoxiao kept exuding cold sweat as she clasped her stomach with her hands.
Han Xueâerâs eyes glowed red as she stared at her hands.
Sheâs covering her stomach?
Han Xueâer sneered and said, âYouâre really pregnant, arenât you? Good, then Iâll just kill this baby. Letâs see whatcha gonna do about it!â
As she said, she kicked Mu Xiaoxiao in the stomach.
âNo⦠donâtâ¦â
After not responding the whole time just now, Mu Xiaoxiao finally called out weakly.
She curled her body, trying to avoid Han Xueâer kicking her in the stomach.
Mu Xiaoxiao didnât know what Han Xueâer was saying.
What was it about her being pregnant?
The furthest that she had went with Yin Shaojie was only kissing. They hadnât even done it yet. How could she be pregnant?
Besides, Aunt Flo was just visiting!
It was for this reason that she was feeling so uncomfortable.
When she was in that room, she had been tied to a chair, and because the windows were open, the cold air had kept coming in.