Childe Wuji

After a night of indulgence, An Ge became pregnant with the powerful and influential Mr. Huo's child.
During the pregnancy, the powerful man frequently drew her blood.
In order to save her life and protect the child in her womb, she shocked everyone by saying, "Mr. Huo, I'm carrying your child!"
The man sneered, "Are you trying to blackmail me or do you wish to die? If so, I'll grant your wish!"
Disheartened, she faked her death and fled with the child.
Later, that man, who was always cold and harsh to her, knelt before her grave for three days and nights.
Later still, word somehow got out that she faked her death, and he became enraged, locking down the globe in a frenzy to find her.
Finally, one day, he cornered her at a wedding, furiously roaring, "You can't marry him, I'm the real father of the child!"
An Ge squinted and smiled slightly, "Sorry, who are you?"
In the time that followed, he humbled himself into the dust, every night kneeling in front of her bed, begging, "Miss An, please marry me."

Disheartened, I Fled from the CEO with Our Babies

An Ge was tightly embraced by the man, and at this moment, she finally felt a slight sense of relief.


To be honest, Huo Shaoyan provided her with an immense sense of security at this time.


She couldn't care about their past grievances and disputes, only thinking of clutching the only lifeline in front of her, her voice muffled:


Huo Shaoyan responded with an "hm" and said, "I'll have someone take you back to the speedboat first, okay?"


At this moment, An Ge trusted no one. She shook her head: "No." Pausing for a moment, "I want to be with you."


Huo Shaoyan's heart felt slightly dampened because of her words.


Li Shaosi found their affection for each other unpleasant, and his handsome face, which had always shown little emotion, finally turned cold.


He said coldly, "President Huo, if you keep acting so lovey-dovey, I might just lose my temper, alright?"


Huo Shaoyan lifted his eyes, looking at him coldly,


Chapter 371: Heating Up, Ambiguity