Bang!
Meng Yao slammed into the wall, her shoulder quickly bruising. She shook her head, "It hurts..."
"You know pain too?" Luo Xiao pressed her down with his hand as he leaned closer. The unique masculine scent made Meng Yao captivated, but the smile at the corner of his mouth was cruel, "You actually told me your name was Tong Ran, did that feel good?"
"No... I..."
"No what? Is Xiao Ran someone you can impersonate?" Luo Xiao lifted his knee, pressing against Meng Yao's abdomen. He applied force, and Meng Yao cried out in pain, "Ah—"
"Shut up!" Luo Xiao covered her mouth. Luckily, no one outside noticed. He released his hand, "The child's still there, right?"
"No..." Meng Yao's face streamed with tears, "The child is gone... As soon as I was taken off the helicopter, I miscarried..."
Luo Xiao laughed coldly, "Why are you crying? That child should never have stayed. Did you actually want to give birth?"
"Xiao..."
Slap!
