in Jinran smelled the foul odor on him, feeling extreme disgust. However, she couldn't break free from his tight grip on her fingers.That person's strength was immense, his grip on her wrist causing i...Lin Jinran looked at the man's tense, handsome face, and a tremor of fear ran through her heart. "Ye Xiao, I don't want to have children. Just don't make me have children, and I'll do anything you ask."

The night owl's softened heart gradually hardened. With a cold laugh, he pinched Lin Jinran's jaw with his fingers and asked insistently, "Why can't you give me children"

Lin Jinran pursed her lips, refusing to speak. Why couldn't she have a child Did he truly not understand

Failing to get a reply from the woman, Ye Xiao's lips curled into a manic grin. "Your dangerous period is coming soon, isn't it"

Suddenly, Lin Jinran widened her eyes and stared at the man's strange smile at the corner of his lips, her heart pounding. "What are you going to do"

The night owl gently hooked Lin Jinyan's ink-black hair with the other hand, whispering like lovers, "Don't worry, when the time comes, I will definitely make you pregnant."

Lin Jin's clear eyes widened gradually, revealing panic, fear, and resistance. She growled, "Ye Xiao, you bastard."

“Yeah, I'm a bastard. So what You'll end up carrying my child anyway.” Ye Xiao ruthlessly ripped apart her hope, forcing her to face him, “You lay in my bed, you carry my child, Mu Shaocheng won't get anything!”

"No, I will not bear your child, never!" Her eyes were filled with hatred and resentment, like a blade piercing through Ye Xiao's heart.

"What if it's not your say, Lin Jinran Remember, you'll never be able to escape me for the rest of your life. You belong to me, and you'll always be my Ye Xiao!"

"No, no, um."

Words he wanted to say were all swallowed by the night owl, he didn't want to hear another heartbroken word from a woman!

He impulsively kissed the woman's lips, a mouth that both drove him crazy and made his heart race. For a moment, nothing else mattered but the feeling of her against him.

The kiss grew more fervent, Ye Xiao's large hands cupped Lin Jinran's back, almost wanting to melt him into his embrace, unable to restrain the urge to possess her.

To completely immerse her body in his scent, possessing her utterly, that's what brings the Night Owl a sense of security.

He did the same, domineering and forceful, enveloping Lin Jinran in his embrace once more, not giving her any chance to breathe, demanding again and again.

Forced Lin Jin to admit, he was her man.

Even though Lin Jinran cried until her voice was hoarse, she refused to let go of him, allowing the woman in her arms to be enveloped by his scent inside and out.

Lin Jinran began to starve himself, refusing to eat anything.

>

The night owl stood up abruptly, his sword brows furrowed, "Haven't you eaten anything all day"

"Yes, Young Master Ye, this way, Miss Lin's body, can't hold on any longer." The butler reported Lin Jinfan's situation through his phone.

"I'll be back right away." With that, Ye Xiao hung up the phone.

The housekeeper sighed, not knowing what the two people were arguing about. Night Owl had left last night and hadn't returned all day.

The wife hasn't eaten or drunk anything in the room. This can't go on, alas.

Half an hour later, the night owl returned to the villa.

He strode up the stairs with a dark expression, kicking open the bedroom door. He saw the woman lying on the bed, her lips dry and chapped, her face pale. Anger surged from his gut, threatening to overwhelm him.

He strode forward, grabbed her hand, and Ye Xiao ruthlessly pulled Lin Jinran up, saying coldly, "Lin Jinran, do you think that by starving yourself, I will let you go"

Lin Jinian said nothing, glanced at him with his eyes, then closed them.

"You think you can die without eating I order you to eat now, or I'll have the doctor force-feed you with nutrients!" Ye Xiao roared angrily, his face turning a dark green with rage.

Lin Jinran angrily opened his eyes, his clear eyes staring at him, filled with hatred.

"Hate me"

The Night Owl saw hatred in her eyes, a thick, unmasked animosity. His heart felt as if it were being squeezed tightly by invisible hands, the pain excruciating.d his eyes, making it difficult to see her expression clearly.Her fair fingers lightly covered his arm, kneading gently, with a coolness that carried a strange edge.A faint sweetness emanated from her...