Wuzhen was filled with an ancient aura. It is an ancient, mysterious and beautiful ancient town.

The dense aura of simplicity greeted them, causing all the anxiety and boredom in their hearts to slowly fade away in this ancient scenery. This made Kill, who had been living in intrigue all year round, feel as if he was right.

The Dark Dragon faction did not have a foundation in Wuzhen, and only Zuo'an Group had a shooting base in Wuzhen. Kill contacted the people of Zuo'an Group at the first possible moment and asked them to use all their abilities to search for Mi Shasha.

After waiting anxiously for three whole days, the person in charge of searching for Mi Shasha finally got the news.

Mi Shasha stayed at a medium-sized hotel and booked a room for a month.

Every morning, when the sun rose, she would slowly walk along the river alone, sniffing the fresh air and walking slowly. In the afternoon, he would lean on the rocking chair in front of the window, bask in the sun, listen to the laughter outside the window, the river flowing, quietly look at the scenery, read books, listen to music, and talk to the baby. In the evening, she sat quietly on a boat and listened to the couples around her chatting. Then, she went back to the hotel and slept.

Her life was very regular. Although she was alone, she had never been so relaxed in all these years.

She got off the boat and stepped on the bluestone road illuminated by the moon and lights. She took a deep breath of the moist air in the water country and was in a good and quiet mood.

"Bang …"

Suddenly, a figure caught off guard and stopped in front of her. She was shocked and hurriedly stopped, but she still crashed into that person's embrace.

"I'm sorry." She apologized softly, then staggered away and prepared to leave. However, she did not expect that her hand was actually wrapped in a pair of Wen Nuan's palms.

Her body suddenly stiffened. Her first reaction was to shake off this bastard who dared to insult her. Her second reaction was that she went out unfavorably today and met a hooligan!

She raised her head to look, wanting to see where the pervert came from, daring to tease her like this!

It didn't matter if she raised her head, she was stunned!

"You …"

She looked at the man in front of her in disbelief, her heart pounding.

"Why are you here?" She looked at him in surprise, "Could it be … you are …"

Are you looking for her?

"Why didn't you say anything and leave?" Kill frowned and looked at her, his round eyes unblinking. .

She was a lot haggard. After she lost her robot-like seriousness in the company, she now had a lot of popularity. She was as quiet as a valley flower blooming in a secluded valley. If she could not withstand a gentle grip, she would collapse …

This woman actually gave him a heartache.

It wasn't particularly painful, but it was a little bit. It was densely pinched into his heart, making him unable to help but frown. He felt heartache for this woman.

"Leave …"

Hearing these two words, Mi Shasha suddenly smiled slowly. Her smile was light, but it was so shattered that it carried a beauty that made one's heart palpitate.

She said, "I don't want to be in Beijing anymore, so I left. What does my stay and departure have to do with you?"

"Yes!" "Are you pregnant with my child?" Kill looked at her with a burning gaze.

Mi Shasha was stunned.

Her hand involuntarily stroked her lower abdomen. Then, she frowned and shook off Kill fiercely, "I'm pregnant, but unfortunately, it's not yours."

"Then it is?"

Mi Shasha suddenly smiled charmingly, "It was a random one I found when I went to the nightclub. I didn't expect that a simple one-night stand would happen …"

She smiled nonchalantly, as if she really didn't care.

"You" Kill never thought that he would be waiting for such an answer after chasing her so far.

The veins on his face were exposed, and he was extremely angry.

Mi Shasha saw the anger on her face and coldly snorted. He missed him and continued on the path he had just taken.

Kill stood there for a very long time. In the end, he looked up at her back and gradually disappeared into the mist. There was only one hazy image left.

At this moment, his heart really hurt.

It wasn't the dense pain, but the intense pain as if a knife had stabbed into his heart.

He didn't chase after them, turned around, and walked in the opposite direction step by step.

Mi Shasha returned to the hotel and sat by the window. She happened to see his back disappear. Her eyes were so red that they fell down. Scorching tears flowed down her face. She didn't know where they finally melted away.

Her cane touched her lower abdomen and felt the little life in her stomach. She slowly opened her mouth and whispered with a choking voice, "Baby, mother chased father away today. It's not that mother doesn't want to give you a home, but that your father's world will never be able to merge with our mother and son."

After she finished speaking, she took a deep breath and told herself not to get too emotional.

…

Kill went straight to the bar and ordered a lot of wine. He sat alone in the corner and drank a lot. His ears were filled with noisy music, laughter, and persuasion. He was just drinking alone and ignoring the world.

His appearance was bright and bright, and there was an extremely dense masculine aura on his body. He sat there. Although he was covered by the shadows in the corner, he could not conceal the aura and elegance on his body. A few bold women came up to him and asked for a drink.

"Handsome, can I get a drink?"

The women were all dressed in extremely revealing, heavily makeup and looked exceptionally seductive, but Kill didn't even look at them. He still drank wine and ignored them.

"Handsome guy."

The women thought that he had acquiesced, so they split up and sat down beside him.

Even though he wasn't particularly handsome from close range, his masculine and refined aura was truly attractive. If one looked at him, they would never be able to ignore it. He had just directly barged into people's hearts, wanting to get close to him and be with him.

Not only that, even though his clothes weren't a big brand, they actually dared to be comfortable. The Frank Muller watch he wore was more than 200,000 yuan. He looked like a wealthy man at a glance. Of course, they were more attentive to such a man.

The women's eyes were as straight as a hungry wolf seeing food, their eyes shining brightly as if they were dazzling.

"Handsome man, my name is Nana. I like drinking with a man with temperament like you the most."

"…" Kill continued to drink, ignoring Nana.

"Handsome, my name is Shasha …"

Before the woman could finish speaking, Kill suddenly raised his head and stared at the woman named Shasha, who was dressed in heavy makeup.

Not the Shasha in his heart …

However, he couldn't help but think of a scene. Mi Shasha was wearing revealing clothes and heavy makeup. She was so attentive to a man she had never seen before. She even threw herself into her arms and went to bed …

When he thought of this, a trace of horror flashed in his eyes.

He slammed the glass in his hand onto the ground and shouted at the woman around him. "Fuck off!"

"Ah …"

The women were shocked and got up one after another to leave.

They were all people who had been hanging out in bars and nightclubs all year round. Everyone came out to have fun. Being roared by Kill, they were all very unhappy. They muttered unhappily, "What are you doing? If you don't play, you still dare to come out and hang out? You're sick!"

As they spoke, they dispersed in all directions in displeasure. After sorting out their emotions, they continued to search for their next target.

Kill looked at their back and felt strange.

In the past, he often came to such places. Facing those women who came to him, even if he didn't really bring them out, he was someone who could play with them. Tipping them and listening to their words to please him, even if they didn't mean it, it didn't matter. You were happy, I was happy, and everyone was happy together.

But now, he actually hated that kind of scene.

He picked up the wine bottle and drank several bottles of wine in succession.

In front of his eyes, he felt dizzy.

In a daze …

He rubbed his eyebrows and didn't know how to leave. In short, he finally got into a taxi and reported Mi Shasha's hotel in a daze. Then, he stood in front of her door and lay on her door. He knocked on the door vigorously.

Mi Shasha had just taken a shower when he suddenly heard someone knocking on the door. He was already a waiter in the hotel, so he came over to open the door while wiping his hair.

Unexpectedly, just as she opened the door and the smell of alcohol came from her nose, a tall figure suddenly pounced on him.

"…" Mi Shasha was stunned.

Just as she was about to push the man away, she heard the familiar voice of the other party, "I hate you going to nightclubs, hating you passing on like a chicken, hanging out with those men … I'm not going to that kind of place anymore. In the future, you shouldn't go anymore, okay?"

After he finished speaking, he tilted his head and laid on Mi Shasha's body.

Mi Shasha was sprained by his sudden force and almost fell …

Fortunately, she took a few steps back and stabilized her staggered figure.

"Hey, wake up …"

"Whoosh whoosh …"

Kill responded with heavy breathing.

"Hey …"

"…"

Mi Shasha helplessly frowned. His slender body dragged him, wasting a lot of strength. Only then did he drag him onto the bed.

Kill lay on the bed and fell asleep.

Mi Shasha patted his chest and gasped, "I'm so heavy …"

Seeing that he was asleep, she curled her lips and continued, "I'm still pregnant, yet I'm actually dragging you along so hard … I'm really tired …"

After she finished speaking, she touched the window and poured herself a glass of water. She drank a large glass of water before she gasped for breath.

In his heart, he was still thinking about what he had just said to her …

"I hate when you go to nightclubs. I hate when you spread the news like a chicken with those men … I'm not going to that kind of place anymore. In the future, you don't have to go anymore, okay?"

Mi Shasha: "…"

She looked at him and frowned. A strange feeling arose in her heart. Seeing that he was full of alcohol, she sighed helplessly. She struggled to help him take off his clothes, called the waiter, sent his clothes to the dry cleaning, and told him to instruct the kitchen to cook a bowl of sober soup. After the waiter left with his clothes, Mi Shasha took another towel and carefully wiped his face before he was done.

Not long after, the waiter's sober soup was delivered. She took it and fed it to him one spoon at a time.

Although he was drunk, the quality of the wine was not bad, not bad, not noisy. However, even if he didn't open his mouth, he wouldn't be able to gulp down a spoon of sober-up soup.

Mi Shasha had no choice but to ignore him and let him do whatever he liked!