Ye Yifan nodded very shallowly, half-squinted his eyes and leaned against his chest.

The bracelet is really good-looking, but her wrists are too thin and too big to wear, so it still doesn't suit her.

Zhou Zimo held her little hand and admired her. She looked in a good mood. She looked down at her gentle face and couldn't help but kiss her.

"I brought the cat you like, too."

Ye Yifan opened his mouth and whispered: "Thank you."

"Do you think I'm getting better and better?"

"Will you love me in the future?"

Ye Yifan's lips turned white, his body was in pain and convulsed. His slender fingers reached his face and stroked his eyebrows little by little: "Then do you love me?"

"Love." Zhou Zimo smiled and looked at her: "It should have loved you from the beginning, but I couldn't figure it out myself. Later, I discovered that I refused to admit it because you didn't love me.

But now I admit it, because my skin has become thicker, if you don’t love me, I love you too. Anyway, I like you, who asked you to seduce me?"

"But I hate you."

It seemed like someone was poured with cold water, both cold and embarrassed. Zhou Zimo lowered his head, like a blamed child, and his eyes flashed with loneliness: "I know."

The man's aggrieved voice came: "What I said is that when we have children, you won't hate me anymore."

"But we won't have children."

Ye Yifan closed his eyes and tears fell from the corners of his eyes.

She would not give birth to a man with three wives and four concubines, nor would she serve a husband with other women.

Zhou Zimo looked at her strangely. What does she mean? Didn’t she already have a child?

Suddenly, a bright red liquid flowed down her tears, as if she was bleeding, Zhou Zimo thought she had read it wrong.

Ye Yifan's eyes were no longer visible, and the blood on her body seemed to explode. Her pain made her dizzy and her blood began to get hot.

Her eyes widened and she couldn't see his face.

Zhou Zimo looked at her in extreme shock as if she had seen a ghost.

"You said...I'm just a toy...you love me...just like a doll."

"But I can't please you."

Ye Yifan was still talking, and the nose bleeding in his nose began to come out. Zhou Zimo hurriedly wiped her blood, shouted her name loudly, and called people crazy.

The maid outside the door heard it and hurried over.

Zhou Zimo had a ferocious face and shouted and called the doctor.

Ye Yifan's breath was weak, and his white skirt on his lower body was dyed red.

Zhou Zimo hugged her and ran wildly, desperately asking her what she had done to him.

"I took the medicine... so... I won't make you angry in the future, nor will you put me in a cage and vent my anger..."

Zhou Zimojun's face suddenly pale, and his heart was clenched suddenly, and it almost stopped in an instant: "No, I will never turn you back, I will never hit you again, and I will never be angry again."

Ye Yifan slowly closed his eyes, and a drop of tears flowed from the corners of his eyes: "It would be great if he didn't meet you."

"We have children, so it will be fine."

"Master, I have a car."

Only then did Zhou Zimo come to his senses stupidly and hold her into the car.

"Don't be afraid, let's go to the hospital."
Chapter completed!