七年前,在生死关头,商云铮选择了白月光,苏芩纵身一跃坠入大海.七年后,她的亲生儿子患上了重病,她只能忍辱负重,回来借种!使用了各种手段,下药,打晕,苏芩无所不用其极,半夜里偷偷将男人吃得干干净净.第二天,狗男人扣住了苏芩的下巴说道:"芩芩,你终于回来了."亲生儿子跳了出来:"如果想承认妈咪,麻烦先结清六年的抚养费,好吗?"
"It's either your crush or her, choose one, Shang Yunzhen."
On the open sea cruise ship, the fierce wind howled.
Su Qin stood on the deck, with a gun pressed against her head, her pupils trembling in fear.
Another girl beside her was in a similar situation, already crying uncontrollably.
Not far away, stood Shang Yunzhen, with a proud and arrogant expression.
Su Qin looked at him, then at the pitiful girl beside her, suppressing the urge to let her tears fall.
She didn't want to die; she hadn't even told Shang Yunzhen about the good news of her pregnancy yet.
If he knew she was going to be a father, he would surely be happy...
"I choose her."
A clear voice shattered all fantasies, and Su Qin's thoughts came to an abrupt halt.
When she saw the person being pointed at, her heart skipped a beat, and she almost couldn't catch her breath.
"Yun... Brother Yunzhen?"
A gunshot rang out, and the seawater swallowed everything.
Seven years later.
Half-past one in the morning.
In the Zhoushan villa, all was silent.
Su Qin glanced at the pregnancy test stick in her hand, feeling a bit annoyed.
A single line... still not working.
On the second floor, the master bedroom's light was still on.
Su Qin entered with a cup of coffee, and as expected, the person inside was sitting on the sofa.
The man leaned on one hand, with clear signs of tension between his brows.
Even in a brightly lit room, his pervasive and unbreakable gloom couldn't be dispelled.
An expression of confusion, much less sharpness, was revealed.
Su Qin lowered her eyes, suppressing the coldness and strangeness that surged within her. Her expression remained indifferent.
"President Shang, if you're tired, go to bed."
She spoke politely, but her hand grabbed his tie, dragging him directly to the bed.
Her movements unbuttoned a shirt, clean and decisive.
The force was a bit too strong, popping off a button. Su Qin ignored it, and her hand accurately reached his waist.
A bit impatient.
Her son was still waiting for rescue, and time was running out.
"Thud." The belt buckle was unfastened.
After a few nights of doing this, Su Qin was very experienced. Even igniting the fire while straddling him didn't require much effort.
The ambiguous atmosphere rose steadily, and a storm brewed in Su Qin's eyes.
The struggle lasted only a moment before being overpowered. She lowered her body.
In the next second, her waist was seized.
She raised her head and met a pair of eyes.
With confusion gone, Shang Yunzhen's ink-black eyes were as deep as a cold abyss, firmly grasping her.
Seeing this, Su Qin inexplicably felt her heart race, and she instinctively looked away.
The milk cup on the table was already empty, and the medicine inside was personally administered by her.
The dosage was not a problem. According to reason, Shang Yunzhen should be unconscious now.
However, his eyes, clearly fixated on her, contradicted that assumption!
The pupils held flames, madness, and the extravagant hope of surprise.
Mixed within was a variety of complexity that left Su Qin breathless.
Obscure and unpredictable, with deep affection like the sea.
It wasn't until Shang Yunzhen kissed her without any hesitation that Su Qin returned to her senses, promptly turning her head to avoid it.
Gritting her teeth, full of regret.
How did she get entangled in this?!
She only wanted what she wanted and didn't plan to have any extra connections with this man...
The hot breath landed on her ear, and Su Qin's fingers were about to explore downward when she heard the two words that made her stiffen.
"Qin Qin?"
Carefully and eagerly.
With a loud and irresistible force, it came, directly smashing the solid defense Su Qin had built.
Her breath halted, and a needle-like pain stabbed her heart, quickly spreading.
In such close proximity, Shang Yunzhen's voice was hoarse, and his brows were filled with grievance.
"You finally, are willing to come and see me."
Lucia Balstone thought she had chosen the right man to spend the rest of her life with, but he was the one who ended her life. Their ten-year marriage seemed like a joke when her husband stabbed her with a dagger. Fortunately, God is never blind to people's tears. Lucia got a second chance. She was reborn at the age of 22, before all the terrible things had happened. This time, she was determined to avenge herself and let those who hurt her pay! She made an elaborate list of her goals, and the first thing on her list was to marry her ex-husband's enemy, Alonso Callen!
It was supposed to be a marriage of convenience, but Carrie made the mistake of falling in love with Kristopher. When the time came that she needed him the most, her husband was in the company of another woman. Enough was enough. Carrie chose to divorce Kristopher and move on with her life. Only when she left did Kristopher realize how important she was to him. In the face of his ex-wife’s countless admirers, Kristopher offered her 20 million dollars and proposed a new deal. “Let’s get married again.”
"Is it considered betrayal to develop feelings for your best friend's boyfriend? What about when fate intervenes, and he turns out to be your destined mate? You might think it's luck and thank the moon goddess for such a twist of fate. That's what I believed until the love of my life uttered those dreaded words: 'I want a divorce!' As I stared at the pregnancy test in my hands, I realized it was better to keep my secret to myself. My name is Violet, and this is my story."
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Betrayed by her mate and sister on the eve of her wedding, Makenna was handed to the ruthless Lycan Princes as a lover, her indifferent father ignoring her plight. Determined to escape and seek revenge, she captured the interest of the three Lycan princes, who desired her exclusively amid many admirers. This complicated her plans, trapping her and making her a rival to the future Lycan queen. Entwined in jealousy and vindictiveness, could Makenna achieve her vengeance in the intricate dance with the three princes?