"Fill the meals out of her mouth!"

He handed the rice bowl back to the butler and ordered.

"Young Master, this..."

The butler looked at Mo Junhao's dark pupils that looked particularly terrifying, crawling with blood, and exclaimed.

"Fill it!"

He growled to the stunning butler.

"Mo Junhao, please let me go...you can't do this..."

She grabbed Mo Junhao's wrist helplessly and cried out.

The old man Mo who once said he wanted to spoil her lawless and protected her for the rest of his life was no longer there.

Now Mo Junhao is full of humiliation from her body and mind, from top to bottom, trampling her self-esteem and her heart on the soles of her feet without reservation, shattering them bit by bit.

Mo Junhao, are you taking revenge on me?

"No? Haha~~No?"

Mo Junhao smiled wildly, and tears of pain rolled in his deep eyes. His eyes touched the wound on her forehead that oozed out of dark red blood. His heart hurt so much.

He reached out, pinched her trembling jaw tightly, and gritted his teeth and made a painful sound:

"Han Zhiqing, what's this what I am compared to how cruel you are to me? You can be so cruel that I almost killed my child!!!"

The force on his hands increased a lot, "If I forced you that day, would this child who was less than three months old be ruined by you? Well, Han Zhiqing, how could you be so cruel? At that moment, you could not help but tell me about the child? He is my child, our child!!!"
Chapter completed!