Shadow Bride

She had planned long ago to undress the contraceptive pill at Su Xingyu's wedding.

She thought that people who valued their children as much as Lu Shifeng would be furious, and divorced Su Xingyu on the spot. Unfortunately, it was not as good as the heavens. Lu Shifeng had to complete the wedding arbitrarily under such circumstances. Although the way he treated Su Xingyu that day was very rough, causing Su Xingyu's fingers to be scratched with blood from the diamond ring, but it was a wedding diamond ring after all, even if the blood was dripping, it also symbolized the vow of unrepentance.

Zhuang Heng thought this way, and a little bit of resentment appeared on his carefully painted face.

Gui Ma on the side looked at the cold war, thinking that, fortunately, her young wife was Su Xingyu, not the gentle and kind on the surface, but actually terrifying and terrifying Miss Zhuang. However, when Miss Zhuang was talking to the young master just now, she was listening to her, knowing that Miss Zhuang was pregnant and how this chaotic relationship should go on.

Zhuang Heng's hand gently stroked his lower abdomen, and the red elegant and noble suit was flat.

As early as before the Spring Festival, she met Du Shuxian in private, coaxing the simple-minded woman to agree to help her keep Su Xingyu in the old house for a while. In this way, she would have enough time to be alone with Lu Shifeng, whether in S City or on a business trip, she finally found a chance to get drunk with him for a night. Take advantage of the situation to get pregnant again, it is logical.

Zhuang Heng's abacus is very good. She has always been a step-by-step person, playing cards one by one, with a lot of killer moves, with full certainty that Su Xingyu can be put to death.

But now, she suddenly became less confident.

Pregnancy was her last hole card, but even this hole card couldn't move Lu Shifeng and couldn't get him to divorce and remarry.

She doesn't know what to do?

The wind and showers were violent outside the window, and the expression of the woman in red inside the window was uncertain.

She went out of the Lu's door. Outside the door, the dealer's car was waiting in the storm, and a driver hurriedly came down to give her an umbrella.

She waved away the umbrella, raised her head in the thunder and lightning, and looked at the dark night sky.

"Miss?" The driver was worried.

She was soaked in the rain for a while, her long black curly hair clinging to her cheeks. Then he turned his head and said to the driver: "I'm fine, I'll drive and go to the old house in Lu's house."

The heavy rain was like splashing ink, and it didn't stop at all.

In the bedroom of the villa, Lu Shifeng's powerful arms wrapped around Su Xingyu's waist, and he hugged the unconscious girl tightly in his arms, and fell asleep with the wind and rain.

The wind wailed and the rain fell like hail on the windows.

Su Xingyu woke up in the middle of the night, and it was as black as ink everywhere, only the light brought by the thunder and lightning reflected everything around him into a ghostly blue-purple. She stared at all this in a daze. For a short moment, she didn’t know where she was. She didn’t even know why she was alive. The pain in her wrist was still there. It was a kind of numbness with burning sensation, always reminding What kind of imprisonment and torture she is suffering.

She turned her head to the side with difficulty. The man next to her slept very smoothly. His eyes were still as handsome as she was when she first married, but at that time, she felt so beautiful and couldn't bear this and repeated conflicts.

She hates him.

The hatred this time is different, he actually wants other women to give birth to his children and raise them in her name!

Why, why not just let her go?

Why should she suffer these odds and ends?

Su Xingyu was thinking about it, crying again, turning his head to look at the squally rain outside the French window, the thought of running away was stronger than ever.

She wanted to escape, escaped desperately.

Whether it was a sea of ​​swords, mountains of fire, or a deep abyss, she had to leave him.

She really couldn't help herself be used as a fertility tool, and even she was not even a fertility tool, watching him and other women give birth to children.

She pulled her wrist forcefully, and the place where it was connected to the steel shackles was still burning, but it was a little numb after a long time because of the wear and tear, red and purple mottled, and blood oozing out little by little. She was careful not to disturb him, used all her strength to sit up, opened her mouth, and bit her wrist forcefully.

The entrance of flesh and blood was more painful than she thought, and her whole body trembled and let out a muffled snort.

But she didn't give up. The sound of pulling the chain was covered by the gust of wind and rain, and she bit her wrist again for the second time.

She heard that a wolf would bite off its own leg when caught in a hunter's trap, and that it would be possible to escape with a broken leg, and she would rather bite off both hands if she could be free. She thought about it, maybe she would lose too much blood and die, right? But even if he lost too much blood, it was more terrifying to be imprisoned by him here and live like a plaything. If she didn’t lose blood and died, then find a way to take her two broken wrists and find a good hospital to reconnect them. Maybe there will be nerve problems, maybe her flexibility is much lower than before, but she can still live and still It’s enough to take some still photography.

She bit her wrist desperately, and the blood flowed down her teeth and lips, and gathered into a stream on the silk satin mattress.

Tears also flowed down her eyes. She didn't know if it was painful or sad, sobbing as she hurt herself, heartbroken.

"You're crazy!" Suddenly, she was yanked, and her wrist grabbed a huge force away from her teeth.

Amidst the lightning and thunder, the blood and tears on her face raised her head, and she saw Lu Shifeng not knowing when she had woke up. A pair of narrow, sharp eyes looked at her fiercely, as if to eat people.

"What are you doing!" He scolded, the scar on her wrist was shocking, her skin was completely bitten, and even a small piece of meat fell on her pillow.

Her eyes were full of tears, and she looked at him speechless.

But he reacted, furious: "Do you think you can bite your wrist and escape?! Wishful thinking!"

"Let me go... you let me go!" She cried, and struggled fiercely, but her strength was extremely weak. "Lu Shifeng, you let me go... please let me go, okay? Zhuang Heng is pregnant. , Please marry her, I don’t want her child! I don’t want it! Lu Shifeng, please let me go..."

She was crying embarrassed, but he was only angry, first tore off the corner of her pajamas and tightly bandaged her injured hand, and then called the family doctor. Then I have time to oppress her: "Su Xingyu, be honest. Either you give birth or let Zhuang Heng give birth. I don't care who the mother of my child is. I only care who Mrs. Lu Jiashao is. You... can't you escape? Dropped."

His voice seems to come from the nether hell.

She was frightened, and she wanted to bite her wrist again, and was pushed back to the bed roughly by him.

"Tomorrow, I will take more stringent protective measures," he said, "Su Xingyu, you are toasting and not eating fine wine."