Reborn as a scavenger mom who turns into a powerful villain

In her own yard, she jumped around like a headless fly, each step filled with anger, her huge body bringing up a gust of wind.

The wind blew all the flowers and plants in the yard to the ground. She was tall and plump, and now she was pregnant, she was even heavier. Every time she stamped her feet, the ground trembled slightly, as if the earth was bearing her anger.

The "dong dong" sound seemed to be the rhythm of her heartbreaking.

Tao Bin was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan, veins bulging on his forehead, sweat streaming down his cheeks, his eyes full of anxiety and worry.

He reached out to hug Ruan Qingshu several times, with his arms outstretched, trying to hold her wildly twisting body in his arms, wanting to calm her down, but Ruan Qingshu was like a slippery fish, with amazing strength, and she broke free from his arms every time.

Her elbow suddenly thrust back and hit Tao Bin's chest. Tao Bin groaned but did not let go. Instead, he hugged her even tighter and shouted, "Shu Shu, listen to me. Take good care of yourself now and we'll talk about it later.

If you keep doing this, what will happen to the baby in your belly?" His voice was a little hoarse, with a hint of tears.

Ruan Qingshu had completely lost her mind at this time. Her hair was scattered like crazy, flying wildly in the wind, with a few wet strands sticking to her tear-stained face.

The tears and sweat on her face mixed together, and she looked miserable. Her lips trembled as she cried and shouted, "I don't want it, I want to die! I don't want to live anymore, there is no one in this world who loves me!"

The voice was extremely miserable, echoing in the yard. Every word seemed to be torn out of the throat with all strength, carrying with it endless despair.

Tao Bin's eyes turned red with tears welling up in his eyes due to heartache. He rushed forward and hugged Ruan Qingshu tightly like a hungry tiger pouncing on its prey. His arms were like iron hoops, holding her tightly to prevent her from moving.

His face was pressed tightly against Ruan Qingshu's back, and he could feel her body trembling. He cried out loudly, "I, Tao Bin, will only love you in this life! Don't be silly!"

But Ruan Qingshu struggled desperately, her eyes were full of despair, her eyes were wide open and bloodshot, like a wounded beast.

While struggling, she used her hands to pry Tao Bin's arms apart. Her fingers were like claws, and her nails dug into Tao Bin's flesh, leaving bloody marks on his arms, but Tao Bin refused to let go.

She cried and shouted: "But the person I love is Liu Duan! Without him, what is the meaning of my life!"

Her voice became hoarse due to excessive exertion, and every word seemed to be shouted from the depths of her soul. Her body twisted more violently, and her feet kept kicking on the ground.

Tao Bin was also anxious. His brows were furrowed, beads of sweat kept rolling down his forehead, and his eyes flashed with anger and helplessness.

He shouted loudly: "But he doesn't love you! What's the point of loving him? You can't destroy yourself for someone who doesn't love you!"

His voice echoed in the yard with an unquestionable power.

Ruan Qingshu cried even harder. She opened her mouth and let out a hoarse roar from her throat: "Let go. He doesn't love me. What's the point of me living!"

Her hair danced wildly with her movements, and she looked like a demon crawling out of hell. Every word she uttered seemed to be filled with blood and tears.

Tao Bin hugged her tightly, staring at her with a firm yet gentle look, and said word by word: "Death is a painful thing, aren't you afraid? Is it worth it for a man who doesn't love you?"

His lips trembled slightly and the muscles on his face were a little stiff due to tension.

When she heard the word "pain", Ruan Qingshu was stunned for a moment, and her body stopped struggling, as if all her strength had suddenly been taken away.

She was most afraid of pain in her life. Even when she got an injection, she would cry for a long time. When she thought of the pain, a look of fear appeared on her face.

Her lips trembled slightly, and she asked in a crying voice, "How painful is it? Is it painful to have a painless abortion?" There was a glimmer of fear in her eyes, like a frightened little rabbit.

Tao Bin knew her too well. He deliberately exaggerated and said, "It will hurt ten times more! It feels like thousands of needles are stabbing you. And it's not just a prick and then it's over. It keeps stabbing you, making you want to live but unable to, and want to die but unable to!"

He stared at Ruan Qingshu with a serious expression on his face, trying to scare her in this way so that she would give up the idea of ​​committing suicide.

Ruan Qingshu widened her eyes, her eyes full of fear, her pupils shrank rapidly, as if she had seen the god of death waving at her.

Her body stopped struggling and she stood there like a wooden figure. Her lips kept trembling, her face turned pale, and beads of sweat the size of beans kept rolling down her forehead.

Hanhai Huating in the city center is like a quiet island isolated from the rest of the world. It seems to be a world away from the hustle and bustle of the small villa on the outskirts of the city, and the people inside are completely unaware of what is happening.

The night was like ink, but the entire building and courtyard of Hanhai Hua Ting were illuminated by lights as bright as day. The lights were intertwined and scattered, as if they were covered with a layer of dazzling starlight.

At this moment, a singing voice like the sound of nature came out slowly, like a nightingale singing softly, melodiously and crisply, breaking the silence of the night.

In the living room, the two little guys were like two lively little monkeys, their faces flushed with excitement.

They danced like fairies, their light steps accompanied by clear singing and their eyes full of intoxication.

At one moment he acted like an experienced orator, with his head held high, chest puffed out, expressions varied, and he told stories with gestures and laughter. His vivid descriptions were hilarious.

Sometimes he looked like a majestic hero, doing horse stance, waving his fists, practicing kung fu with a whoosh of wind, and every movement was filled with childish strength.

Liu Tongguo sat on the sofa nearby, his eyes narrowed into slits, the corners of his mouth raised, and a smile on the wrinkles on his face. He clapped his hands non-stop and cheered loudly from time to time, immersed in this joyful atmosphere, unable to extricate himself, his heart filled with unprecedented joy.

Everyone's spirits were high tonight. The two little guys seemed to be enchanted perpetual motion machines, and they kept working until ten o'clock without any sign of fatigue.

Suddenly, they stopped their happy steps, touched their round bellies with their little hands, looked at each other, and shouted in unison: "We are hungry, we want to eat the food cooked by mom and dad!"

The clear and loud child's voice echoed in the room, with a little coquettishness and full of expectation.

Fengli tilted her head slightly, looked towards the kitchen with gentle eyes, thought for a moment and said softly: "There is only the leftover rice from tonight, why don't we make egg fried rice, it's quick and delicious, just right."

"Okay!" The two little guys' eyes instantly lit up like stars, their mouths stretched to their ears, and they jumped to their parents with a smile.

The little guy held his father's big hand, and grabbed his mother's clothes, and dragged himself to the kitchen. He looked so impatient as if he was about to embark on an extremely exciting adventure.