"You …" Qiao Chuan spoke carefully. The next words he said were blocked by a palm. Before she could react, his vision went black.

The thin Shuran had actually wrapped the suit over her head. His body was suddenly lifted up by someone. The feeling of being lifted into the air made Qiao Chao An scream out in fear. She subconsciously hugged the man tightly.

The man's shoulders were very firm, and his muscles seemed to contain an endless amount of power.

Qiao Chunan suddenly started to wonder if he was really what he thought he was, a middle-aged man.

The man's soft laughter seemed to reach her ears again. She could not help but bite her lower lip in embarrassment. Thinking of what was going to happen next, her heart started beating rapidly, becoming fearful once again.

The thin one drank more today, and staggered step by step towards the bedroom on the second floor, carrying Qiao Chuan in his arms.

Aunt Zhang stood at the stairs and looked at the thin shaman in surprise. He had an important social event today, why would he come back when he was so drunk?

The woman in his arms was trembling slightly. The emaciated empress lost her balance beside the bed and fell face down onto the bed with Qiao Chuan in her arms.

Qiao Chu An bit his lips and groaned. However, he still did not move. The man's actions were a bit rough as he ripped off Qiao Chu An's clothes. His skin was suddenly exposed to the air, and she subconsciously curled up.

With his head covered by his suit jacket, Joachim gritted his teeth as he endured the man's repeated collisions. His tears couldn't help but flow down his face like a flood.

The sound of the woman's suppressed sobs was like a small feather, faintly sweeping over the thin elder's heart.

He flipped open his suit jacket, put a hand over her eyes, and bent his head to press her lips into his.

Qiao Chunan's eyes suddenly widened. The next few pleas were all turned into feeble moans by Xiu Nan's lips.

The next day.

The thin man stood quietly by the bed. Jojouan was frowning uneasily, his lips red and swollen, the redness still lingering on his cheeks.

He buttoned his shirt slowly, feeling a twinge of regret.

Last night was too unrestrained …

He hadn't intended to come over, but for some reason, her face always appeared in front of his eyes. Every single expression on her face was very clear, causing him to have a headache.

Aunt Zhang had already prepared the honey water downstairs. She pressed her hand to her temple and took a few sips. Then, she said in a deep voice, "Take good care of her."

For a whole month, she had repeated this way to please the man, without any emotion.

Tonight, there was a newspaper on the dining table. Qiao Chuan picked it up and scanned through it, but soon his gaze was caught by the title of a page.

"What kind of virtue or ability does Qiao Chunan have? — Young Master Gu choked with sobs, saying that it would be hard to forget her."

The moment Qiao Chu An read it, his face turned livid. After reading the detailed report below, his face turned pale!

How could there be such a ridiculous man and woman capable of making a fool out of themselves!

She was so angry that she stood up and tore the newspaper into shreds. Perhaps because she was too excited, but when she suddenly stood up, she accidentally fell to the ground and her vision gradually became blurry.

In her coma, she remembered the day her father had gone to prison. That day, her world had collapsed, and she couldn't contact her childhood sweetheart, Gu Nan.

When she braved the torrential rain to go to the Gu family's villa, she found that his house was having a party.

"Heh …" When she was in dire straits, he did not even want to see her. Furthermore, he had long been working hand in hand with her so-called best friend, Su Ran.

"Qiao Chuan, you are too stupid. Gu Nan and I have been together for a long time! You think he's busy, but he's always with me, in bed! On me! What makes you think you can be Gu Nan's girlfriend? "Now that the Qiao family is bankrupt, what qualifications do you have to fight with me for it?"

"Qiao Chun An, stop dreaming. Gu Nan won't come out to see you, and he won't help you. The Qiao family is already part of the Gu family — by the way, this is what he wanted me to give you."

Su Ran's voice was even colder than the rain. After speaking, she threw a storage ring onto the ground.

It was her engagement ring with Gu Nan, and he said it could only be customized once in a lifetime.

What was laughable was that in just a short month, not only did he cut off her leg, he had also ruined her family.

Gu Nan's indifference and Su Ran's harsh words to her that day, she would probably never forget them in her entire life!

"Ah — Gu Nan, why did you do this to me!" He opened his eyes and saw a high-grade ward in front of him, and in her hands was a blood transfusion.

The cold chilled his heart. The heavens really did like to torture people, but the things that he wanted to forget had turned into her nightmares time and time again.

"Miss, you are finally awake. Mister has been watching over you for two hours now."

Aunt Zhang saw that Qiao Chuan wasn't in good shape, so she gestured at him with her sign language, her face full of worry.

Following the direction of Aunt Zhang's finger, he saw the person sitting on the sofa by the door with his back to him.

"Sorry, I was just careless …" Qiao Chuan knew that he was in the wrong and quietly apologized.

However, before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Xi Xiulin.

"I'm not interested in your past or the newspaper you tore up. The doctor said you were pregnant, but you almost lost control of your emotions and became pregnant. If my child was not born safely, you know the consequences."

After she finished her routine, she got up and left.

A cold wind blew as the door closed. The closed windows of the high-grade ward were tightly covered by the curtains, so much so that not even light could penetrate inside.

The sudden news of her pregnancy didn't make her happy in the slightest.

She lowered her head and smiled wryly. That man knew that she was at the heart of the struggle. If the news of her pregnancy were to be discovered, the entire S city would become very lively.

Aunt Zhang comforted Qiao Chunan. "Congratulations," she said, gesturing with her hands. "You have to be happy."

However, what appeared in Qiao Chu Xin's heart was not happiness, but the desire of a storm.

For a week, Qiao Chuan kept his baby in this sealed room to eat nutrition until his baby was stable. Then, the group of men in black returned to the villa.

He sat on the bed, his eyes fixed on the quartz clock on the wall. The hour hand had already struck ten, and he thought that perhaps the man would not come.

With a long sigh of relief, she tightly wrapped herself in the quilt and lay down on the bed. Unknowingly, she fell into a deep sleep.

Aunt Zhang walked down the stairs quietly from the bedroom door of Qiao Chuan's room. She was surprised to see the thin manservant in the living room. She quickly walked over and asked, "Master, why are you here?"

"What do you think of the child?" he asked, his eyes darting down from the second floor.

Aunt Zhang nodded and replied, "The doctor said Miss Qiao is still a bit malnourished. Other than that, there are no other problems …" Her hands gradually became hesitant.

"Should I take a look?"

When he came in, he had just fallen asleep, and the way he hugged the quilt made him feel insecure.

Before he left, he subconsciously pulled on her blanket and accidentally touched her exposed skin.

He took a deep breath. After a month of being in love, he seemed to be a bit in love with this woman.

But the thought passed in a flash.

It was impossible for him to have anything to do with this woman.

During the period of nurturing the baby, Qiao Chun An received the most meticulous care. This made her realize that the man was not an ordinary businessman. Such treatment cost her tens of thousands of yuan every day.

The fact that the man had not appeared at all during this period reassured him. It seemed that he was someone who kept his word.

However, the closer he got to the due date, the more panicked he became.

She was only twenty-two years old, and her life hadn't truly begun before she secretly gave birth to a child.

She was a child who would have nothing to do with her in the future.

This was undoubtedly a huge psychological pressure on her.

The moment he was sent to the delivery room, his heart was torn. He grabbed Aunt Zhang's hand tightly and asked with a trembling voice, "Aunt Zhang, will I die?"

But it wasn't Aunt Zhang who responded, it was the surgical light that suddenly flashed in front of her eyes.