He simply didn't care, didn't consider her at all, stubbornly insisting on aborting her child.
He didn't love her at all, and yet she tried to use harming herself to make him spare her. It was utterly ridiculous...
In a daze, she remembered that not long ago, two men had also crazily forced her to drink. At that time, Gong Beiyao had swooped in from the heavens to save her.
But who could tell her, if this time the bad person was Gong Beiyao, who could come to save her...!
A suffocating despair enveloped her like blooming mandrakes, sweeping her up layer by layer.
He was like a black mandrake, extremely enchanting yet harboring deadly poison.
She had fallen for his charm, and finally, she had tasted his poison.
"Qianqian... Qianqian? How are you? Qianqian!!"
Gong Beiyao's anxious voice became very distant.
She closed her eyes, feeling the death-like darkness and silence...
