"Rong Shaoze, besides going berserk, what else can you do? In my eyes, you’re nothing but a lunatic, a complete lunatic!"
The man’s grip tightened fiercely, his complexion turning iron blue.
His piercing gaze raked across her face like a knife as he gritted his teeth and said:
"It seems you won’t shed tears without seeing the coffin! Look at this clearly, don’t you? Tell me, what is this about?!"
Don’t tell me that the woman in there isn’t you, and don’t tell me you don’t know why you two ended up in bed together!
Lin Xinlan, don’t be too shameless. Isn’t having me enough for you? You still need to find other men outside!
Tell me who your adulterer is, and I’ll show you what I do to him, see if he still has the guts to touch my, Rong Shaoze’s, woman!"
Staring at the photo in his hand, Lin Xinlan was so shocked she couldn’t utter a single word.
These were the photos Zhou Yu took when he schemed against her and Qiao Yiyang – weren’t all the photos destroyed?
Why are there still some left?!
Lifting her eyes to meet the man’s bloodthirsty gaze, her heart skipped a beat, and she hurriedly explained, "No, this is fake, me and Qiao..."
Her words abruptly stopped!
Rong Shaoze’s eyes grew darker and more fierce by the moment, and his facial expression could only be described as terrifying.
"Is it Qiao Yiyang?" he asked ominously.
Lin Xinlan hastily shook her head: "We were set up at that time, someone framed us to end up in bed together. It’s not what you think, Rong Shaoze, please calm down..."
"Who set you up?" he interrupted her.
"It was..." Should she reveal Zhou Yu?
Rong Shaoze looked like he was ready to commit murder at any moment. Would he kill Zhou Yu if she told him?
Her hesitation made the man feel utterly desolate, and he burst into a mocking laugh.
"Lin Xinlan, stop making up stories. Just admit it, you slept with Qiao Yiyang, and the child in your belly, isn’t that the best proof?"
"What did you say?!" Lin Xinlan screamed in astonishment.
How could he say such things, how could he doubt her ?!
"Rong Shaoze, the child in my belly is yours! You can wrongly accuse me, but you cannot doubt him!"
She would never allow her child to suffer the slightest insult.
The man chuckled coldly several times, his gaze chillingly slanting towards her:
"My child? You hate me so much, you’d rather die than carry my child, you always take birth control pills, how could you possibly be carrying my child?
Am I a fool to actually think it’s my child? Come to think of it, it’s impossible, how could you be pregnant with my child?
Lin Xinlan, did you see the date on the photo? It aligns perfectly with the day you got pregnant..."
Lin Xinlan’s complexion couldn’t get any paler.
How was she supposed to explain this?
And, after all, she did have relations with him when she came back that day, the child is obviously his.
But why is the date such a coincidence?
Seeing her struck dumb with shock, Rong Shaoze’s eyes darkened under the dim lighting; his face was shrouded in shadow, sinister and terrifying.
He clasped her neck, lifting her up again, and issued a hellish verdict coldly: "Lin Xinlan, take your bastard child and die together."
Without giving her a chance to argue, he flung her out with force. Her body crashed into the water like a broken doll, instantly submerged.
Ice-cold water poured into her mouth and nose. Lin Xinlan, with vacant eyes, looked up at the dark sky, feeling as though the whole world was collapsing around her.