was the reason she put aside countless "unwillingnesses" in her heart and came before him.Let others think whatever they want, call me a pushover, a saint, whatever... In the end, murderer, convict,...He pressed against her, the woman's eyes brimming with tears, her raspy voice choked out: "I hate... you."

A deep kiss, firmly shutting down the unspoken words.

A woman's words are forbidden, but in her eyes alone burns a hatred.

The man touched those eyes, and suddenly his chest ached. He reached out to cover them, he didn't want to see, he didn't want her to look at him like that!

The man's obsidian eyes were filled with the agonizing pain of a wounded soul, exposed without reservation now. After all, after all... Her eyes were covered, anyway. She couldn't see him.

Anyway... Anyway, she's his!

Is that so If we miss it, will there never be a future

Little one, little one, you are too cruel!

The room was filled with a thick air of intimacy. The two individuals caught in this haze allowed their hearts to sink deep, lost within their own emotions.

Mingming, Mingming was doing the thing he had wanted to do for three years, but his heart trembled with discomfort, suffocating him.

My heart is growing colder and more painful.

Her muffled sighs, her forbearance, every subtle sound, he listened to them carefully. Every slight sound that arose made him hurt a little more.

I'm sorry, little one. I didn't want to hurt you. Don't run away, don't run away, just stay by my side. I'll be good to you, I'll give you the whole world. Just... please don't run away anymore.

He knew he was shameless, he knew, this lifetime... he gave her all the shamelessness.

Between heaven and hell, he finally, went mad.

It's over. The man got up, the woman on the bed stared blankly at the man by the bedside, at his well-built chest, watching him dress elegantly, as if...as if everything that just happened was nothing more than a ridiculous farce after a boring afternoon.

He looked as if he were just a john, having finished a debauch.

She raised her finger, but discovered that she couldn't muster even a sliver of strength.

"You really are a jerk." Her eyes, numb and lifeless, mechanically rolled back and forth, fixated on the man by her bedside.

The man’s long fingertips lightly tapped the buttons of his collar, pausing for a moment before slowly turning his head. His deep gaze swept down to the woman in bed:

"Don't you already know, I'm such a bastard"

He meticulously fastened the last button, then leaned down, propping his palm against her cheek. His handsome face was inches from hers as he raised his thin lips and spoke in a husky, deep voice:

"I'm an asshole, so don't try to piss me off."

At this moment, he resembled the devil of hell, dangerous and cold. However, the heart in his chest throbbed with pain, making it hard to breathe.

He couldn't think of any other way... All he could think was to keep her. To be damned, he would accept it. In his next life, even if he had to endure eighteen layers of hell, he wouldn't hesitate.

But to allow her to go and donate bone marrow, putting her life at risk, with incalculable dangers, even... death.

Suddenly, he straightened up, his torso rigid, the palm hanging at his side clenched tightly... He, wouldn't, do it!

The woman on the bed was silent, her pale lips suddenly twitching into a smile that was both strange and unsettling, causing a chill to run down the man's spine.

"It's just a toy, isn't it" she whispered hoarsely, sounding more like she was talking to herself than asking him.

Suddenly!

The man's face turned pale, and his heart turned cold. "Yes, toy," he sneered. "So you have to listen well, understand"

Such arrogant words, but the man suddenly turned and fled as if eager to leave this place.

The door creaked shut, echoing in the emptiness. The bedroom fell silent again, a chilling stillness that seemed to penetrate the very soul.

The man strode out, and Shen Er followed close behind.

With every step he took, a touch more bitterness filled his eyes.

Toys

If she were a toy, he must be crazy, this lifetime only for her.

He, Shen Xiuqin, had never cared for his toys from childhood to adulthood. If they broke, he'd throw them away. If he didn't like them anymore, he'd just leave them aside... Was she a toy

She's a toy, why can't he let go

If they must be the relationship of toy and owner...

Little one, as long as you're willing, I'll be your toy. Just please don't leave me... alright

Shen Er opened the car door, and the man got in. The aura of intimidation that surrounded him dissipated instantly. He reached out and rubbed his temples, leaving only bitterness and fatigue on his handsome face.

"Are you going back to the company, Boss" Shen Er asked.

"It seems like the man was thinking of something, "Is there someone taking care of Madam"

"Don't worry, Shen San is already there. With Shen San guarding outside Madam's door, there's no need to be concerned about her safety." Shen Er spoke concisely, yet he understood his Boss's meaning implicitly.

"Watch her," the man said, his voice devoid of emotion. "Don't let her go to the hospital." To escape him, that woman would even risk such a thing!

He gritted his teeth again.

Tell Shen San that if the madam wants to go shopping or go to work at the company normally, she can follow her and there are no restrictions on her whereabouts. However, she is absolutely not allowed to go to the hospital.

"Okay, Boss."

How's that thing I asked you to do coming along

"Shen Erming suddenly realized, 'Shen Si has already contacted the other party.' He only said that much, then remained silent. "

The implication is clear - the other party must be procrastinating and refusing.

"Have Shen Si come now. Invite the person to the Shen residence."

Shen Er was startled: "Boss, you want to meet in person"

The man in the backseat just waved wearily: "Go ahead."

Shen Er didn't say much. He put on his Bluetooth headset and connected with Shen Si, simply conveying the man's meaning.

Ending the call, Shen Er drove straight to his family's estate.

The vast Shen family estate was where Shen Xiujin had resided since he came of age.

The iron gate creaked open automatically, allowing the car to smoothly pass through the security checkpoint. After driving a short distance further, it stopped in front of the main house.

The butler was already waiting on the side: "Welcome home, sir."

Hand her a warm, damp towel with the lingering scent of lemon water.

The man wiped his hands, the warm lemon water scent from the towel easing some of his fatigue.

Not long after

A black business car was parked in front of the Shen family's courtyard.

The car door opened, and a young mother and her son, with grim faces, were "asked" to get out.

"I'm not going, I want to go back, you have no right to do this!" The young woman's face was full of anxiety.

She's not stupid. Saying it's "please" doesn't make it "please".

Such a "please"

“Our Boss is waiting for you, please come with me. If we make the Boss wait too long, he will be unhappy. The consequences, are something that most people can't handle.” Shen Si learned from Shen Er’s fur.

He led the way with a blank, emotionless face, seemingly forcing the person into Shen's courtyard.

At the entrance of the living room

The gate was firmly shut. A young mother and child hesitated, clearly wanting to avoid it.

The child tugged on their mother’s arm. “Mom, let’s go.”

It was beyond their control, the door from inside was pulled open. Shen's steward, refined and courteous, yet aloof and indifferent, politely invited them in:

"Welcome, sir, you've been expected. Ma'am and young master, coffee or juice"

"No, don't need to."

The steward nodded, stepping aside. As he did so, he inadvertently forced the mother and son to step across the threshold.

The butler bowed slightly, stepped out, and turned to kindly close the door for them.

"Don't..."

The young woman had not finished speaking.

"Miss Ding, please sit down and talk."

Ding was startled, she always felt that something wasn't right today.

Turning around, he saw the imposing figure sitting on the sofa.

Ding Nuan was unable to avoid it, she could only grit her teeth and drag her son forward to sit down.

In the living room, Shen Xiujin didn't waste any time on pleasantries, getting straight to the point. On the coffee table, he pushed a beige file folder towards Ding Nuan.

Ding warmed狐疑地 opened the document, her face instantly changing colors—one moment pale, the next flushed red. She slammed the document in her hand onto the table with a clatter: "There's no such thing! Our little Ou has already been matched with his older brother. Even this little kid knows!"

She also specifically emphasized "children".

Shen Xiuqin remained unmoved. "Fabricating fake certificates, this kind of thing is definitely Jian Zhen Dong's doing, isn't it"

"Nonsense!"

Mr. Shen! This is slander!"

"Well," Shen Xiujin passed her another piece of paper.

Ding Nuann couldn't wait to pick it up, and in an instant, her face turned pale: "How is this possible..." The paper was a confession letter. On it were just a few words, confessing to the fact that they had falsified the compatibility results. However, at the bottom of the confession, the signature belonged to the person who had helped them forge it.

He actually admitted to everything that happened on this piece of paper!

Ding Nuǎn's breathing grew a bit rapid, her chest rising and falling erratically.

"There's nothing impossible, it's just that Jian Zhen Dong can get things done with money."

Ding warm suddenly jolted, this sentence was too clear.

"Besides, which would have more serious consequences: offending Jian Zhendong or offending me"

Ding Nu warmed fell silent…Of course, it was him.

"My child is still young."

Must he donate

“Even if the pairing was successful, my little Ou is still young. Mr. Shen, please understand as parents, even if we fabricated everything, our starting point was only for the child.”

She is still trying her best to persuade.

Across from him, the man forcefully pushed over a contract: “Sign it and take the money and leave. If you don’t,” the man glared coldly, his eyes seeming to pierce right through him, “an orphan with no parents, who ends up with custody”

Ding Nuan's heart skipped a beat, her eyes fixed on the man across from her. She was terrified; she was sure this man meant what he said, he really dared!

"Why don't you take a look, here are the terms I've prepared for you and your son."

Ding Nuann only then let out a breath, just now almost couldn't catch her breath, trembling with fear, she shivered as she flipped open the contract.

After watching, her heart was racing… This time, it wasn't from fear, but... "Mr. Shen, what you said, is it all true"

"Will those conditions, laid out here, actually be met"

Ding warmly looked at the contract, the other party's favorable terms, her heart beating fast... 100 million in cash, a local advertising company.

The key is, this advertising company isn't some nameless fly-by-night operation. They have a reputation in the city.

Jian Zhen Dong, that old geezer, has been getting weirder and weirder lately, and he's also becoming more and more stingy with her.

Jian Zhen Dong is no longer part of the Jian family, she might not even be able to make Xiao Ou inherit the Jian family, even if she risked her life.

Besides, the resolute man before them had already made it clear that he intended to take charge of this matter... "Is it for her"

For some reason, a pang of sadness shot through Ding Nuann's heart, and she blurted out.

"This isn't your concern. Your task is to sign, or not sign."

Ding Warm glanced at the handsome man across from her, so outstanding... why hadn't he crossed paths with her Thinking of the old pervert at home, Ding Warm felt even more unbalanced.

But she knew right from wrong, and could tell what was important at the moment.

He looked at the contract in his hand and turned to Xiao Ou, saying, “With these, you won't be ordinary anymore. These are enough for you to win where other children would only reach the finish line.”

She said, “Mom is doing this for your own good.”

After the words were said, with a grit of teeth, he signed his name.

"Mr. Shen, you need to keep your word."

Shen Xiujin raised his lips and smiled, "I'll have someone transfer 50 million to your account now. The rest will be given to you after the bone marrow transplant surgery is completed."

His smile, however, grew even more devilishly charming. Ding Nuannxin's heart skipped a beat. She glanced at the contract in her hand, then back at the handsome man opposite her, and with a hint of unwillingness, she left the reception hall.

A flurry of ringtones suddenly rang out, the man relaxed his fingers that were massaging his temples and picked up the cell phone from the table next to him: "Hmm"

A low voice, a weariness that wasn't easily noticed, still sounded so deep and steady.

On the phone: "Boss, I failed to handle things properly. I let the mistress deceive me, and now she's run away."

On the phone, the man suddenly stiffened. His body, which had just relaxed, tensed again. Anger burned in his eyes: "I'm going to find her! I'll settle things with you when I get back."

He got up and immediately opened the location on his phone.

On his phone, a bright spot was moving. The man's thin lips curled into a sneer... He really hadn't given up!

Her phone already had a tracker he had installed.

"Come with me! Find that woman!"

He dashed down the stairs, passing Shen Er by. The man swept past like the wind, gritting his teeth and saying...

Shen Er was startled and didn't have time to ask more questions before she rushed after him.

"I'll drive!" the man pulled Shen Er aside: "You sit there." He pointed to the passenger seat.

The phone's location, the highlight is still moving.

The car sped out, the accelerator underfoot pounding like money wasn't a concern.

His anger flared.

Surrounded by a low-pressure atmosphere, Shen Er endured for a long time before finally uttering a sentence: "Did Shen San's task slack off Did the madam run away" Based on all the information he had, these were the only possibilities he could think of.

The man replied with a bland "hmm" but didn't ease off the gas pedal.

Following the navigation, chase in the direction of the hospital.

The closer he got to the hospital, the darker his face became... He really did go to the hospital!

Chasing after it, almost catching up, I realized the location dot had disappeared.

A hint of doubt flashed in his eyes.

……

Another road

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