He broke his vows for her, and a tycoon descended to earth for love.

Chapter 223 Discovering Signs of Pregnancy

Siyi watched as her phone was completely crushed by the car, oblivious to Jiang Yan's subsequent words. A fierce rage instantly ignited in her eyes.

How could he be so unreasonable? What gives him the right to be so domineering and arrogant towards me?

She clenched her fists tightly and blurted out, "Jiang Yan Hui, you're a complete lunatic! What do you want from me to be satisfied? Do you have to do something like this? Do you only feel relieved when you say such sarcastic and mean things to me? Ha, Young Master Yan, is that all you've got? You've hit me, you've cursed me, and you still want to torture me? Then kill me! If you're really a man, just kill me. Torturing me like this will only make me hate you more and more... um..."

Jiang Yan couldn't bear to hear her say those words filled with hatred towards him, so he reached out and grabbed her chin, then lowered his head and fiercely sealed her lips with his.

The collision of lips, the familiar temperature and sensation, once it started, it was unstoppable!

I can't remember the last time I kissed her like this.

Such softness was like the most delicious pudding in the world. Jiang Yan felt that as soon as she touched her lips, she could hardly control the clamoring desire within her.

Perhaps only heaven knows, but ever since she entered his life, his mind has been entirely on her.

This woman named Ye Siyi must have some kind of opium planted in her body. He should have just taken a small taste and stopped, but he kept going deeper and deeper.

Even now, when I'm so deeply attached, I still can't bear to let go.

The kiss was initially intended as punishment, simply to shut her up.

But now Jiang Yan Hui was going even deeper, his tongue tracing her lips with abandon, then skillfully prying open her teeth, hooking her tongue, gently nibbling, slowly sucking. She kept resisting, struggling, but her strength was naturally no match for his. Every time she tried to push him away, he gripped the back of her neck more tightly, biting her tongue with just the right amount of force, causing her to cling to his shoulders like a cat, her resistance growing weaker and weaker. Taking advantage of the situation, Jiang Yan Hui freed his other hand, lifted her clothes, and pressed it directly against her chest.

He knew exactly where her sensitive spots were, those soft places. Even through the thin fabric, a gentle touch from him made her tremble in his arms. Her eyes, which had previously held anger, were now filled with passionate infatuation…

Even if he harbored resentment and reservations towards her, Jiang Yan was still just a normal man. The woman he had been longing for was in his arms, looking shy and hesitant. How could he not be happy?

They had been intimate once before in the car, so Jiang Yan could easily arouse her desires. However, it was broad daylight, and on the side of the road, which was somewhat inappropriate. But she found herself unable to resist and wanting to possess him.

It was as if only in this way could he clearly feel that this woman belonged to him.

He eagerly picked her up, made her straddle him, and reached out to pull at her clothes.

The moment her skin was exposed to the air, Siyi's mind went blank. She abruptly turned around, her thoughts clearing for a fleeting instant. Seeing that she had already moved, she realized what was about to happen. Terrified, she pushed his hand away, frantically pulling her clothes back up, and pressed her hands against his chest. The lust in her eyes had long since faded, but her voice was still somewhat hoarse when she spoke.

"What...what are you doing? Jiang Yan, take your hand off me! Don't touch me!"

Her resistance, indifference, and overwhelming disgust were palpable. Jiang Yanhui had never felt such frustration and anger before. Although he knew Siyi was different from other women, men are driven by their senses. He had always been able to tame any woman in bed, but how many times had he failed with her?

This time, he was almost about to succeed. She had been so charming and alluring just moments before, yet in that instant, she could still so calmly push him away...

The lighter went missing. Was it because of Zheng Muyan?

Because she's with Zheng Muyan now, she won't even let him touch her? The resistance in her eyes was something I'd never seen before when she was with him. Now, for that man, she's pushing him all the way away!

Jiang Yan's enthusiasm was instantly extinguished by a bucket of cold water. After the lust faded from the depths of his peach blossom eyes, a violent rage gradually welled up. He suddenly reached out and grabbed her neck, asking fiercely, "Ye Siyi, are you keeping yourself pure for Zheng Muyan now, huh?"

Siyi knew that if she refused him, he would definitely get angry, but she didn't expect him to drag Zheng Muyan into it. She didn't actually want to involve Zheng Muyan, but at this moment, she couldn't care less about anything else. She forcefully slapped his hands and struggled to speak, "...You, you let go...Jiang Yanhui...let go...I can't breathe...what are you doing...I...have nothing to do with Zheng Muyan...let me go..."

"What kind of pure and innocent woman are you? Now I can't even touch you, is that it? Or do you hate it when I touch you?" Jiang Yan's eyes were filled with coldness as she narrowed her eyes coldly. "Ye Siyi, don't you remember how many times you've had orgasms under me? Now you're pretending to be a virtuous and chaste woman, but you turn around and live under the same roof with that Zheng Muyan. What the hell do you take me for? A spare tire to be used and then discarded? Let me tell you, I'm the one who dumps people, no one dumps me!"

"You... let go... let go..." Siyi felt as if the air in her lungs was being squeezed out. Breathing became increasingly difficult, and the world seemed to be spinning before her eyes. She feared she wouldn't be able to hold back any longer; a lump rose in her stomach, and she wanted to vomit, but Jiang Yanhui was gripping her neck, preventing her from doing so. The feeling was like that of a drowning person; she knew she was about to die. Her strength was waning, and she desperately tried to shout, but her voice was weak and feeble. "Let go... let go... Jiang... Jiang Yanhui... let go... I... I'm going to die..."

Baby……

She has a baby in her belly. Will the baby die with her?

Is she really going to be strangled to death by him?

If I really die, is it good or bad?

No, she didn't want to die. She cherished the baby in her womb so much. She wanted to take him to see the beauty of this world, she wanted to teach him to speak and sing, and she wanted to hear him call her "Mommy"—that would surely be the most beautiful sound in the world, it must be...

Baby……

Tears welled up, her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and a tear, like a truffle, froze at the corner of her eye before slowly sliding down her cheek, or like a grotesque little crab, gradually covering her face… She felt almost nothing anymore; her pale lips kept murmuring the same words, urging him to let her go. All her feelings seemed to converge into a feeling of nausea; she wanted to vomit…

Jiang Yanhui held her fair and beautiful neck tightly. Her hair was already disheveled, and her struggles were getting weaker and weaker. In the end, he felt as if he were holding a handful of sand, which slowly fell into the air through his fingers. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't hold on to it, not even a little bit...

He seemed startled by this realization, and before he could even suppress his anger, he abruptly released his grip.

Siyi felt like she had one foot in the grave, but suddenly a breath of fresh air rushed towards her. Instinctively, she protected her neck and gasped for air. Because it was too rapid, she started coughing violently, and the acid in her stomach surged up fiercely. She couldn't hold back any longer and slumped over the steering wheel, coughing and gagging...

Perhaps because her appearance was too frightening, the anger and rage in Jiang Yan's eyes gradually faded, replaced by a long-lost worry. His hand reached out uncontrollably and eventually landed on her back unconsciously, causing Si Yi's body to tremble violently.

"...Ugh...Don't...Don't touch me...Ugh..."

She couldn't utter a complete sentence. Something felt stuck in her stomach, something she desperately wanted to vomit, but nothing came out. She just kept dry heaving, her eyes reddening, her face turning crimson. Yet, she still pushed his hand away in terror, "...No, no...no..."

Her voice trembled, her whole body trembled, it was her fear of herself.

She was afraid, because of him, she was afraid!

Jiang Yan felt her heart clench as if it were being squeezed, and she felt extremely uncomfortable.

What did he just do?

Did he... hurt her again?

Actually, that wasn't his intention at all, but this woman always had the ability to make him lose his composure and to make him feel an urge to kill!

He pursed his lips and remained silent, subconsciously reaching out to touch her sickly flushed cheeks, but she instinctively shrank back.

His hand was fixed there, and he stared at her blankly.