1 TORTURED

"Take the pill!"

Sheng Junlie was wearing a shirt, revealing his eight-pack abs. He looked both wild and rogue. He had a cigarette in his mouth and looked down at Ye Ling, who had a white pill in her palm.

Ye Ling got up from her desk, but her legs went weak when she stepped on the carpet. She quickly held onto the desk before looking at the pill in the man's palm.

It was a contraceptive pill, and she knew it. Every time after they had sex, he would prepare a pill for her to take. He was extremely cautious, afraid that she would get pregnant again.

But he didn't know that she could never get pregnant again.

She raised her head, struggling for a moment before saying, "I just finished my period yesterday, and it's still the safe period. Can I not take the pill?"

Her body was special, and she was allergic to many drugs, especially contraceptives. Every time she took the pill, her stomach would feel uncomfortable for a long time.

"Not take the pill? Ye Ling, do you want to have my child?" Sheng Junlie's half-squinted eyes shot out a dangerous light.

Ye Ling's hands at her side gradually clenched. He always knew how to hurt her. She licked her whitened lips and said, "I don't..."

"You better not!" Sheng Junlie suddenly approached, his cold big hand pressing hard on her lower abdomen, his murderous aura pressing down on her. "Remember your identity, Ye Ling. You are not qualified to have my child."

Ye Ling's pupils contracted, her heart was squeezed hard. She took the white pill from his palm and put it in her mouth.

Without water, she chewed the pill and swallowed it dry. The bitter taste exploded on her tongue, and her throat burned, but it was not as painful as her heart.

At first, they got married for the sake of having a child and had been respectful to each other ever since. However, after she had a miscarriage, Sheng Junlie began to hate her. They had been married for three years, and he had been torturing her for three years as well. Sheng Junlie stared at her as she finished taking her medicine, his gaze lingering on her lower abdomen for two seconds. The darkness in his eyes deepened, "Tonight, we're going to the Chu family's full moon banquet together."

Ye Ling was taken aback, the Chu family... No wonder he suddenly lost his temper earlier, the invitation was sent by the Chu family. It had been three years, and he still turned pale at the mention of the Chu family. Ye Ling felt a sense of desolation in her heart. That incident had left an indelible mark on their hearts, and it was likely that it would never be erased in this lifetime. "I understand," Ye Ling walked towards the door.

There was a loud noise behind her as Sheng Junlie flew into another rage. He glared at her back like a furious lion. "Tonight, you'll talk to Chu Qin alone. Give it a try." Ye Ling's hand on the doorknob stiffened, and then she silently opened the door and left.

...

The Chu family was one of the four major wealthy families in the capital, and the full moon banquet was held on a grand scale. They not only booked the most luxurious six-star hotel in the capital, but also invited all the influential figures in the capital.

At the entrance of the hotel, Ye Ling, dressed in a low-key little black dress, followed Sheng Junlie as they got out of the black Maybach. The eldest son of the Chu family, Chu He, and his beautiful wife, Shen Yueyue, were standing at the entrance to greet the guests. Several guests surrounded Shen Yueyue, playing with the baby in her arms.

Chu He spotted them at a glance and warmly greeted them, "Junlie, Little Ling, you're here. Yueyue, bring Xiao Liu over to show them."

Chu He was delighted and pulled Junlie's arm, his face full of excitement as a new father.

"Junlie, let me tell you, taking care of a baby is so much fun. They're so small and soft, like a boneless lump in your arms. No matter how hard my day was, seeing him at home fills my heart with joy. You and Little Ling should hurry up and have one."

Junlie looked at Chu He's smiling face and felt a sharp pain in his heart when he saw the pink baby in Shen Yueyue's arms.

His face suddenly darkened.

Ye Ling sensed the low pressure emanating from him and quickly handed over the gift they had prepared in advance. "Brother Chu He, sister-in-law, this is the gift we prepared for Xiao Liu."

"You're here, that's enough. Why did you prepare a gift?" Shen Yueyue pouted. "Chu He, look at your sister, she's being too polite."

Although Ye Ling had no blood relation to the Chu family, she had grown up in their household and was nursed by Chu He and Chu Qin's mother. The Chu brothers treated her like a sister.

Chu He smiled and patted Ye Ling's shoulder, feeling a bit uncomfortable. "Little Ling, have you lost weight? You look a bit haggard compared to the last time we met."

As soon as he spoke, Junlie's face visibly cooled, and he sneered, "Maybe I didn't feed her."

"Haha..." Chu He laughed awkwardly, not realizing he had been dancing in Junlie's minefield. "Junlie, you're so humorous. Anyway, you guys go in first, we'll be right behind you."

Junlie walked into the hotel with a sour face, and Ye Ling quickly followed, carefully observing his expression and slowing down her steps.

Whenever he was in a bad mood, it was usually a bad time for her.

The banquet hall was filled with guests.

No matter where Junlie stood, he was surrounded by outstanding individuals.

The smoke-grey suit perfectly wrapped around his body, highlighting his superior body proportions with broad shoulders and long legs. A black tie with a silver clip was fastened around his neck, and a handkerchief was tucked into the pocket of his suit jacket, making him look like a restrained and aloof gentleman.

Only Ye Ling knew that he was nothing like a gentleman when he took off his clothes.

"Junlie, why did you just arrive?" Mrs. Sheng, dressed in jewels and finery, walked over with a critical gaze, scanning Ye Ling from head to toe. She furrowed her brows and asked, "Why are you dressed like this?"

Mrs. Sheng had never approved of Ye Ling's taste. If Ye Ling hadn't been pregnant with Sheng Junlie's child, she would never have allowed a nanny's daughter to marry into the Sheng family.

Fortunately, they had only registered their marriage without a grand wedding ceremony, so few people knew that Ye Ling was Sheng Junlie's wife.

Ye Ling looked down at her dress and said, "I think it looks pretty good."

"Forget it," Mrs. Sheng didn't have time to criticize Ye Ling's attire now. She stared at Ye Ling and said, "Did you see Xiao Liu when you came in just now?"

"Yes," Ye Ling replied.

Without wasting any more words, Mrs. Sheng said, "You've been married for three years. In the first year, Junlie said that you needed to take care of your health and couldn't have a child. Now it's been three years. Shouldn't you resign and go home to prepare for pregnancy?"