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Chapter 212

Words:1876Update:22/06/17 12:56:15

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The black car sped through a stretch of neon lights and exited the highway from Lu City. Then, it slowed down on the deserted national highway and returned to Lan River.

Ye Huanyan woke up with a jolt.

She held onto the seat and sat up straight with difficulty. A trace of surprise flashed across her eyes as she looked at the back of the driver's seat. She was completely unaware of the thrilling scene just now, but she knew that Gu Sinian would definitely allow her to return to Ling Han's side according to her wishes.

The rearview mirror reflected Ye Huanyan's movement of getting up. Ling Han's eyes flashed with a trace of relief that he didn't even notice. But in the next second, the frost between his brows shrouded the entire car.

As he stepped on the accelerator, sand and pebbles flew everywhere on the uneven road. There were several times when the wheels of the car left the ground and spun rapidly above the road. Along with the gravel under the car, sparks were wantonly bursting out.

Ye Huanyan gritted her teeth and resisted the discomfort in her body. She held the door handle with one hand and subconsciously pressed her lower abdomen with the other.

When this action landed in Ling Han's eyes, it made the cold light in his eyes become even colder.

The speed of the car had exceeded Ye Huanyan's limits. In the violent jolt, she finally let out a cry of surprise. Her hoarse voice sounded inexplicably mournful in the car.

"Han, I … I'm not feeling well. Drive slower."

The coldness in Ling Han's eyes had condensed to an extreme point. When he thought of the child in her belly of unknown origin and Gu Sinian's intimate and familiar appearance when he mentioned her, there seemed to be a ball of fire in his heart that couldn't be quenched.

The car sped along the bumpy road for a long time. Finally, it couldn't bear the pressure. With two rumbles, it slowly stopped by the side of the road that was overgrown with weeds. Then the engine was turned off.

Ling Han frowned and restarted the car twice. Finally, he saw the direction of the gas indicator and slammed his fist hard on the steering wheel.

The car shook violently, let out a final whimper, and then completely paralyzed.

Ye Huanyan held onto the door handle and retracted her hand into the backseat. She cautiously looked at Ling Han and hesitated for a long time before opening her mouth to suggest this.

"Give Qiao Mu a call. This place doesn't seem to be far from Lan River."

Her tone was no longer as nervous as before she was imprisoned. Even after experiencing Ling Han's out-of-control racing, she didn't panic too much. She covered her lower abdomen with her hands, and there was a hint of happiness in her eyes.

This was their child. As long as he knew of the existence of this child, they could definitely start afresh. He used to be such a gentle person.

However, Ling Han didn't think so. He turned around coldly. "Who are you to tell me what to do?"

Ye Huanyan felt a lump in her throat. She pursed her lips and remained silent.

As if looking for self-consolation, she looked at her lower abdomen and the grievance in her eyes lessened a little.

After the crisp sound of the door closing, Ling Han's voice rang out from outside the car. Naturally, he was asking Qiao Mu to find someone to pick him up. However, it seemed that the voice outside the window abruptly stopped after a few words were said.

Ye Huanyan looked up and saw Ling Han standing in the cold wind with his phone in his hand. He looked down at it and then viciously smashed the phone on the ground. Because his back was facing her, she couldn't see his expression, but she could feel that he was very irritated at the moment.

It was just the beginning of spring, so the night wind was strong. Just from the moment Ling Han opened the door, Ye Huanyan already felt the chill creeping into her neck. Looking at the thin figure wearing only a shirt outside the window, she didn't hesitate to take his jacket and get out of the car.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Ling Han reflexively turned around. There was a thin and long cigarette between his right index and middle fingers. White smoke drifted in the cold wind, covering up the chill on his face.

"Why did you come out?"

His tone was cold as he stared at Ye Huanyan with furrowed brows. He was very impatient.

Ye Huanyan's footsteps paused slightly. She passed the coat to him and whispered.

"It's cold outside. Put on the jacket."

His cold gaze paused on her face for a moment before he suddenly sneered.

"I've seen many two-faced women, but this is the first time I've seen someone as dedicated as you and put on a full act."

Ye Huanyan was stunned. Her arm that was holding up the black woolen jacket gradually became sore, but she stubbornly refused to put it down.

"I didn't." She pursed her lips, her voice drifting in the wind.

Ling Han looked at her and sneered.

"You didn't? You went to prison partly because of me. You and I both know this in our hearts. Now that you've escaped death with great difficulty, you don't hate me but instead express goodwill to me? What exactly do you want from me? "

His gaze intentionally landed on Ye Huanyan's stomach.

Ye Huanyan raised her eyes to look into his eyes. In the end, she put down her arms that could no longer bear the burden.

However, she took two steps closer to him. Then, she lowered her gaze and looked at his chest. A rare blush appeared on her pale face. Her voice was very gentle, overflowing with the taste of happiness in the watery night. Although it was a little hoarse, he could still vaguely recall the sweet memories of the past.

"Han, I'm pregnant."

She couldn't see Ling Han's expression. She only felt that he should be surprised at this time. Even if there were many misunderstandings between them, she still believed that there was love between them. As long as there was love, then he would definitely like this child.

The cold wind swept past, blowing the elegant long hair behind her ears. The hair brushed against her eyes. It was a little itchy, but she endured it and didn't move. She didn't want to miss any reaction from Ling Han at this moment.

In the night wind, she finally heard his voice. It was even colder than the evening wind in April.

"So?"

She raised her head in surprise. This was far from what she had expected.

The moment she raised her eyes, she finally found that that handsome face didn't have any expression she expected.

There was only indifference, and a trace of anger that was gradually spreading.

"Ye Huanyan, do you think I'm a fool?"

He suddenly sneered, and his sarcastic gaze cut her inch by inch.

"Don't tell me you want to tell me that this child is mine?"

Ye Huanyan widened her eyes, and her lips trembled slightly. She looked up at his face in disbelief, trying to find a trace of a joke on his face, but there was none. There was only indifference.

"Why … why do you say that? This is … is our child?"

Hearing this, Ling Han's eyes fiercely trembled. Every word exuded a bone-chilling coldness.

"I'll give you one last chance. Go back to Lan River tomorrow and abort this child. I'll let bygones be bygones."

After saying this, he threw away the cigarette butt in his hand, letting it flicker between the cracks of the sand. He stepped on it and crushed it. Then, without looking back, he walked towards the car door.

Ye Huanyan's eyes were filled with a deathly stillness. Looking at that resolute back, she felt like something had been uprooted in her heart. In the boundless desert, she had finally lost her last oasis.

"Get in." He opened the car door and looked at her with a cold expression.

Ye Huanyan took two steps back. She regretted it. She shouldn't have come back.

"I'm not going with you. Whether you acknowledge it or not, I want to keep this child."

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