She was waiting for this sentence, just like the beheaded prisoner received a general amnesty, and immediately said:

"I will sort out my things today. I will move out by tomorrow afternoon at the latest."

After saying that, he walked into the room.

But he heard him catch up.

Her back was sweating profusely.

I was afraid that he would suddenly change his mind.

His shoulder was put on one hand and he was struck hard, and he was seeing his extremely cold face.

She was in a mess, not because she was afraid that he would scold or beat him, but because she was afraid that he would not let herself go again.

Or maybe he asked her to keep the child.

I saw him staring at him coldly:

"I can let you go, but you are my woman, and this will never be changed in your life."

She was frightened and sweated coldly on her forehead.

His hand, which was placed on her shoulder, slid down, grabbed her wrist, and walked towards the bed in the bedroom with her.

She just thought he wanted to do that to herself before she left.

Whether it is to vent her hatred or to punish her indifference...

It doesn't matter.

As long as he is willing to let himself go, he can accept anything he does.

He pushed him down on the bed, just closed his eyes tightly, waiting for what happened next.

However, for a long time, she could not notice any movement of him, only heard his steps, as if she had taken something next to her.

When he opened his eyes, he saw him walking over with a small box and opening it with a bang.

Take out a metal object.

It's like...it's like the kind of laser gun in a medical beauty hospital.

As soon as the electric power was plugged in, a whispering sound came from the tip of the gun. He seemed to be trying to see if the machine was good. He turned it off when he saw that there was no problem.

She was creepy and saw clearly.

That's a tattoo machine.

That set is tattoo utensil.

Tattoo needles, needle mouths, handles, tattoo color materials, color materials cups...

As soon as she entered the entertainment industry, a makeup artist once brought this set of instruments to the dressing room. She was curious at the time and had seen it.

"Li Haoyuan...what do you want to do?" She was sweating coldly on her back and she sat up suddenly.

He bullied over and fell in her ears, and the evil on his lips spread:

"You are pregnant and can't take anesthesia, so bear it."

Every cell in her body tightened even more, and she understood his intentions.

He wants to tattoo himself.

"Let me go, Li Haoyuan, I don't want to..."

Before he finished speaking, he turned on the tattoo machine again.

The violent sound of electric current annihilated her words.

**

After nightfall, Li Haoyuan left.

Before leaving, he did not forget to wrap the mark on her mark with plastic wrap to fix the color.

The pain of the tattoo needle piercing the skin caused her stomach to contract violently. It felt like the fetus was coming out early.

The whole process is worse than death.

Several times, she thought she was going to die.

After all, I survived.

Finally, he fell into a coma.

Before she lost consciousness, she felt Li Haoyuan breaking up her chin and whispering to her face:

"Even if you leave, you are mine. In this life, no other man can touch you."

…

She fell asleep for a day before she woke up.

In a daze, she saw Aunt Xin standing beside the bed, looking at her with a complex, pity and a little scared look. Obviously, she also understood what was happening to her:

"Miss Qin is awake. Mr. Li said, when you wake up, if the wound doesn't hurt, you can take a shower."

The faint tingling from her body somewhere made her realize where her tattoo was.

Shaking his inconvenient body, he lifted the quilt down.

Aunt Xin wanted to help her, but she looked pale: "I'll do it myself."

Staggered into the bathroom.
Chapter completed!