He An ordered takeout, and after taking a few bites himself, he then forced Kang Jinxian to shove it into her mouth. When she spat it out, he slapped her across the face. Kang Jinxian forced herself to swallow; she couldn’t die from starvation. She had to survive—all the humiliations, all the pain, she remembered every bit of it, and one day she would return it all with her own hands. Ji Yunya, Kang Jinse, He An, you all just wait. After the meal, He An started again. This time halfway through, Kang Jinxian bled profusely from her nose, staining the white sheets thoroughly red, her mouth full of blood—it was an extremely horrific sight. He An was startled too. At this moment, Kang Jinxian’s face twisted, her complexion turned frighteningly pale, her brows tightly knitted as if suppressing immense pain. She couldn’t bear it any longer and began screaming in agony. He An withdrew and watched with cold eyes. Find the newest release on novel•fire.net Kang Jinxian’s blood pooled beneath her—like red plum blossoms blooming in the snow—stark and vivid. As she looked at the blood beneath her, Kang Jinxian’s eyes suddenly widened in terror. Even in her sluggish state, she realized what was happening and couldn’t help but cry out loudly, her sobs filled with despair and pain. He An seemed momentarily at a loss, "What... what’s wrong with you?" Kang Jinxian glared at him resentfully, the surging hatred in her eyes like that of a vengeful spirit, causing He An to subconsciously shudder. "My child..." she said, biting her lip and speaking in a raspy voice. Unexpectedly, she had deceived Yun Shen and He An and truly become pregnant, but now... the child was gone. He An looked at her stomach, a trace of coldness in his eyes as he sneered, "That was your bane born of Yun Shen, it’s for the best that it’s gone." Kang Jinxian suddenly laughed, her face smeared with blood and as pale as death, it was all so tragic. "He An, this was your child. You killed him with your own hands, hahaha... This is retribution..." Kang Jinxian suddenly burst into crazed laughter; this was He An’s retribution as well as her own. He An was startled for a moment, then snorted coldly, "Don’t try to deceive me again, this isn’t my child at all." "It doesn’t matter if you believe me or not, the child is already gone. What’s the point in discussing who the father is? Just you wait, when you dream at night, this child will surely come to find you..." Her life was completely ruined, Kang Jinxian thought despairingly. What was the point of living? Up until now, she was nothing but a complete joke. In just three months’ time, she went from the clouds to the mire. Whose fault was all this? She muttered this name between her teeth, even if I turned into a malevolent ghost, I would not let you go. Could it really be his child? He stared at the pool of blood and all of a sudden found it glaring. His hands clenched into fists, and even breathing became difficult. He felt incredibly uncomfortable inside. If this were truly his child... My God, what inhuman act had he committed. He walked over, unlocked the shackles from her wrists. Kang Jinxian lay there in pain, both hands clutching her belly, curling up helplessly, writhing and rolling in unbearable agony. Her child, she was feeling that tiny life slipping away from her own body. "Save... save my child..." she clutched the hem of He An’s clothes, speaking weakly, "I’m not lying to you, this really is your child... if I lie to you, may lightning strike me down." He An looked at her in shock, quickly wrapped her in a bedsheet, and dashed out the door. As he reached the entrance, He An seemed to think of something and suddenly placed her back on the bed, "Wait for me here, I’ll call a doctor." Even at this time, he was cautious, fearful that Kang Jinxian might turn the situation against him. The woman had a history of offenses; he had to guard against her. Watching his hurried departure, Kang Jinxian cursed silently. This He An, even now he was wary of her, locking the door from the outside before he left. She collapsed on the bed in pain. At this point, even if she wanted to run, she could no longer do so. She hadn’t deceived He An; this child was probably his. Yun Shen, Yun Shen... as she muttered that name between her teeth, she suddenly smiled sorrowfully. It turned out that in the end, it was all but a fleeting dream, a hollow illusion. At that moment, the door suddenly opened from the outside; thinking it was He An returning, hope rose in her heart. As long as the child was saved, she still had a chance to turn her fate around. Before she could think further, the next moment a cloth was pressed against her mouth and nose, she struggled a couple of times, then passed out. Two figures in black exchanged glances, wrapped Kang Jinxian in a bedsheet, stuffed her into a sack, then placed her in a rolling trash bin the janitors used for refuse collection, closing the lid. They cleaned up any traces at the scene and left as silently as they had arrived.