To put it nicely, it is a comfort, but in fact... it's just a woman who doesn't have money to play with.

She wanted to get pregnant and wanted to design a relationship with Rong Yan. Since she was so hungry and thirsty, she would treat it as a daily good deed to satisfy her.

Thinking of the arrogant medical genius being sent to South Africa for those black people to play with, the deeper the Tang Dynasty's smile became, and he saw Mo Xiyan's fearful expression. He was very entertained: "Okay, look at you."

Don't be too excited, really, Yan isn't it for you? Look at how many times you want to have sex with him and have a baby, his son is trying his best to do the best now

It’s satisfying you. Don’t thank him too much, really don’t.”

"You-!" Mo Xiyan was so angry that she was furious and shouted heart-wrenchingly: "Yan, you can't treat me like this! If my daughter knows that her mother was treated like this by his father in the future... what should you ask her to do?

Get on your own!"

Rong Yan squatted down and pinched her jaw with his fingertips. Mo Xiyan felt like she was about to break free, and the force was so strong that she almost wanted to crush her bones!

However, Rong Yan did not give her a chance to escape. Her handsome face approached her and her thin lips opened slightly: "I forgot to tell you that when I was in City B, the doctor replied to me after completing the uterus removal surgery, your uterus will be removed.

Very intact. You are also a doctor. You should know that the uterine walls of those who have given birth will be thinner. I don’t have much patience, this is the last time I play with you."

He shook her aside with a force, wiped her hands with a handkerchief, and Rong Yan left without looking back.

…………

At night, Xijiang Private Club.

Christine was persuaded by Xu Zhiyuan and almost knelt down and asked for it.

"Mr. Christine, please, Mr. Rong is waiting for you inside." Xu Zhiyuan pushed open the private room attentively.

Christine hummed out of her nose and walked in with a swagger.

"You are here." Mr. Rong raised his glass lightly, surprised at how much he appeared, as if he was expected to invite him.

He picked a seat casually and sat down on the sofa. Christine spontaneously poured himself a glass of wine and took a sip, "What's the matter for me? If it's okay, I'll go back to accompany my dear peace."

Christine's provocative words fell into Rong's ears, but did not arouse his anger, but told him a serious fact: "An Ning is your sister-in-law! If you admit it or don't admit it, that's the truth!"

Christine chuckled: "Young Master Rong's words are really funny."

Mr. Rong snorted coldly, raised his head and drank it all, and the glass fell heavily onto the coffee table: "I asked someone to investigate what happened back then."

Christine's face remained unchanged, raised her eyebrows slightly, and looked like she lacked interest: "What's the matter?"

"Rong Li, Shen Rou."

Christine's expression became solemn at once, and the eyes of her eyes were filled with hostility.

"Don't be nervous." He took out a cigarette and threw it to him. Mr. Rong lit one and smoked it himself, leaning back on the sofa with comfort.

"Before Rongli, Shen Rou had a beloved first boyfriend. Because of life, she went to a nightclub to sing. Unexpectedly, my dad fell in love with her and broke up her husband and forced her to rob her of a girl.

It happened so bloody."
Chapter completed!