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One month later, in the bathroom …

Gu Lan Qing looked at the test paper in her hands. Two bars — she was pregnant.

Her face was pale and she stopped retching.

He took out his phone and dialed a number. "Huo Yan, I'm pregnant."

She opened the door and saw Huo Yan standing outside.

It was still that handsome face that couldn't be found, and those eyes that were similar to Zi Chen's were filled with a cold light.

"Is that true?" he asked, his voice deeper than usual, like a gathering storm.

"I don't want this baby to have such a history. If you are criticized like this in the future, marry me." She did not answer his question, but directly stated her purpose.

Looking at Huo Yan's increasingly cold, murderous eyes, she knew that he had no way out. He was destined to become Old Man Huo's cannon fodder.

"You actually dare to scheme against me and get pregnant with my child!" Huo Yan walked in and grabbed her neck with his big hand.

Her eyes were filled with an undisguised killing intent.

He had an extremely handsome face and a frightening aura. He was just like a Satan.

"If you didn't do it yourself, who are you blaming?" Gu Lanqing had been choked by his pinching. She didn't beg for mercy, but looked at him mockingly.

"The egg in your stomach is just a fertilized egg, do you really think I care?" Her mockery made him anxious at the bottom of his heart. His palm, which had been tightly clutching her neck, slowly loosened.

He lit a cigarette and coldly stated his condition, "Kill it. I will resolve the Gu Clan's crisis for you. And I'll give you five hundred million. Leave A City and don't show up in front of me. "

"Five hundred million?" Cousin, you sure are generous. " She stroked his red neck and smiled sweetly. "But, I don't care. I just want a marriage certificate. "

"Don't care? Or are you not satisfied? " Huo Yan spat out a mouthful of smoke at her. His ice-cold eyes were faintly discernible behind the smoke.

"Whatever you think." He wasn't someone important to her, and she had no right to care what he thought of her.

Huo Yan's hands were empty. He lowered his head and looked at the cold face of the little woman standing in front of him. Then, she snatched his cigarette, put it out, and threw it into the trash can.

Mei Feng was very displeased – ever since he had become an adult, she was the first person who dared to snatch things from his hands.

His gaze was fixed on the pink scar on her fair forehead. He was stunned — Who hurt her?

Her second uncle and second aunt?

Deep within his eyes, a killing intent flashed.

Gu Lan's fair arms were covered in goosebumps. She raised her little face and looked expressionlessly at the man standing in front of her who was releasing the natural cold air.

He did not ignore the killing intent in his eyes.

Her cold little face suddenly smiled. She was lazy and tired: "What? Are you thinking of torturing me again? I'm carrying your child in my belly, so you can't touch me. "

He suppressed the killing intent in his heart and raised his eyebrows higher and higher. Simple actions, yet deadly sexy. "Women can not only use underlings to serve men."

She caressed her lips with her rough fingers and said, "Have you forgotten how you served me that night at the Di Hao Hotel?"

Dirty.

She slapped his hand away, took a step back, and raised her chin. "Marry me today. Otherwise, you can wait for the video from the Di Hao Hotel to reach the police station. That video was enough to prove how you used it on me. You just wait and eat prison food. "