Luxury family's favor: BOSS's forbidden heart

"Huang puchong." Ziqi begged Huang puchong, "can you go out for a while and let me stay alone for a while? I want to be alone."

"No." Huang puchong leaned close to Ziqi. His hand grabbed Ziqi's chin at once. The strength in his hand was very strong. He said to her in a cold voice: "give me an explanation. Why do you treat my child like this?"

Ziqi knew that it was impossible to let this guy out.

She was just so uncomfortable when she heard Huang puchong say so, and her heart was suddenly filled with anger.

She widened her eyes, stared at Huang puchong and said to him, "do you have to have a reason?"

Huang puchong affirmed incomparably: "yes, I just want a reason. Why, why do I do this?"

In Huang puchong's opinion, she is really too cruel. How can she not have children? That was the first child between them. How could she have such a cruel heart?

Huangpu choked up. The more he wanted to be angry, the more angry he was, the more sad he was. The uncontrollable anger made him fierce to Ziqi.

On his angry face, Ziqi knew that she could not avoid it and could only face it.

She took a deep breath and said to Huang puchong, "well, I'll tell you, the reason is that he is your child, your Huang puchong's child."

This man is too cruel. She doesn't like him. If she is pregnant with Tang Zhongyan instead of Huang puyong's child, she doesn't think she will have this unwanted mood.

On the contrary, she will be happy and full of joy. After all, it is the child of her beloved.

Huang puchong is not. She doesn't love him, and Huang puchong just takes her as Su ziyao's double. Under such a background, their children are destined to be unhappy when they are born.

Zi Qi doesn't want to face this sad situation, let alone her children.

This reason seemed to frighten Huang puchong. His hand holding Ziqi's chin suddenly had no strength. He gently said that Ziqi's hand was let go.

Staring at Ziqi in horror, Huang Pu's face turned white.

He asked Ziqi, "why do you think so? It's our child. Do you hate me so much and don't want to have children for me?"

Huangpu has many questions, and Ziqi's answer is one: "yes, I don't want to."

With a loud slap, Ziqi felt a pain in her cheek. Huangpu gave her a slap. The pain spread instantly, and she couldn't help frowning.

But so what? Ziqi asked Huang puchong, "do you love me?"

It seems to be an untimely question, but Ziqi just asked, and she felt that at this moment, she urgently needed an answer from Huang Pu.

She raised her voice and shouted at Huang puchong: "Huang puchong, tell me, do you love me?"

The pair of Zi Qi's eyes were full of seriousness, and Huang Pu was speechless.

Love?

He didn't know what the answer was, because the woman in front of him looked too much like Su ziyao.

He is always in a trance. This is Su ziyao. Why should he change his name to Su Ziqi?

Why do you have to let him answer this question? Now it was the woman who did the wrong thing. She almost killed their children.

"Su Ziqi, don't change the topic for me." Huang Pu sat up with a serious face: "we're talking about your problem."

Seeing that Huang puchong refused to face up to this problem, Ziqi couldn't help smiling. Her smile was flooded with cold, which would make people feel heartache.

She said in a very serious voice, "you don't love me, do you?"

"Since you don't love me, why should I give you a baby? You don't love me. After the baby is born, can you promise to be good to him? You can't promise. In that case, why should you let me feed you a baby?"

Zi Qi's series of questions made Huang Pu feel speechless.

He looked at Ziqi and didn't speak.

Ziqi snorted, lowered her head and covered her stomach. Just now, she was cruel and didn't eat abortion drugs, but the existence of the child was a mistake.

Huang Pu looked at Su Ziqi. He was silent for a while.

Then he said to her, "even if I don't love you, it doesn't prevent the child from coming to the world. Therefore, Su Ziqi, listen to me. From now on, you give me a good one. Wait until the child is born, and then talk about other things."

"No." Ziqi seemed crazy. Her voice was very loud, and she was startled by such a loud voice.

With full of anger, she shouted at Huang puchong: "this child, I won't stay, never the team."

With a slap, Ziqi's cheek was slapped again.

In his ear was Huang puyong's angry voice: "Su Ziqi, are you crazy? That's your own child. How can you not? Are you such a mother? People say tiger poison doesn't eat children. Why are you so hateful?"

Even if her cheek hurts, Ziqi doesn't have the idea of compromise.

She stared at Huang puchong and said, "I just won't leave this child."

The woman must be crazy. Huang Pu choked up on her firm face and immediately became angry.

He said in a cold voice, "you have to live, not too."

With that, he got up and left the room quickly.

To get out of Su Ziqi's room, Huang puchong ordered the servant standing at the door: "go into the room for me and keep my wife. If there is any loss to my wife and the children in my stomach, I'll let you pay for your life."

Huangpu's voice was so cold that the servants outside the door couldn't help shaking.

The servants anxiously ran into the room and surrounded Su Ziqi. Su Ziqi looked at the sudden servant and frowned deeper and deeper. Huang Pu choked the bastard, which was to limit her freedom of life.

She shouted at the door: "Huang puchong, you're too much. Do you think I'm going to give birth to the child? I tell you, it's impossible. I said, I won't want the child..."

Being a mother for the first time is actually a wonderful feeling.

Therefore, when she thought that the child was about to disappear, her heart was full of guilt and panic.

Now, the feeling of panic could not be restrained. Ziqi curled up on the sofa, hugged herself and kept shaking. Even if there were many people standing around her, she couldn't control her crying voice.

She used a lot of strength and cried loudly, as if she was going to use up all her tears in her life.

Huang puchong left with full anger. His heart was full of anger, but there was no place to vent.

When he reached the hall, he raised his foot and kicked the tea table loudly.