【Yang Ye's Forbidden Love Series 7 - The Clever Boss Lady ~ Zhang Liru】(23) Author: Yu Ma Ying Feng

Author: Yu Ma Ying Feng
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Clever Boss Lady ~ Zhang Liru (Twenty-Three)

"Hahahaha..." Yang Ye laughed loudly.

He had finally conquered the will of this beautiful bride, and now he was going to enjoy this mature and charming
body to his heart's content!

So, he turned Zhang Liru's delicate body over, and once again reached out his fingers to play with Zhang Liru's anus
!

"Oh..." Zhang Liru's delicate cherry lips let out a shameful and pitiful moan.

Seeing this, Yang Ye couldn't help but use his hands to spread Zhang Liru's plump buttocks, and the anal buds hidden deep inside were also
revealed. The fine folds, coupled with the tender pink color, were simply a delicate tender
red chrysanthemum.

Yang Ye tried lightly touching the chrysanthemum bud with his middle finger. The delicate bud sensitively contracted
slightly folds opening and closing, incredibly alluring.

Intrigued, Yang Ye boldly continued teasing the bud, watching its tender pink folds contract
and close repeatedly…

Meanwhile, Zhang Liru, whose chrysanthemum bud was being played with, began to breathe rapidly, her body burning hot,
her temperature rising sharply.

“Ah…” After numerous enema treatments, Zhang Liru’s anus was already sensitive. Coupled with the frequent treatments
in recent days, even a light touch from Yang Ye could arouse her desire, and she couldn’t help but cry out.

Yang Ye inserted his middle finger, feeling the soft, smooth flesh of Zhang Liru’s anus, squeezing
his finger from all sides. As his finger penetrated deeper, a layer of oil secreted from the surrounding area.

Zhang Liru felt an indescribable soreness and swelling
emanating , and it quickly spread to all parts of her lower body!

Zhang Liru felt something was strange. This time, when Yang Ye played with and dug at her shameful little hole with his fingers, she
did not feel the pain and unbearable discomfort she had experienced during the enema. Instead, she felt an indescribable sensation,
both sore and itchy, swollen and numb, coming from her anus, which seemed to be a pleasure that quickly swept over her heart!

This made Zhang Liru feel both fear and humiliation! She had to try her best to control her physical
sensations so that she wouldn't let out any shameful moans or gasps from her mouth, hurting her
husband too much.

Yang Ye quickly noticed that although his beautiful bride was shaking her head
as if her moans were becoming increasingly rapid, and her
plump, white buttocks were twitching slightly as if in a teasing manner. His fingers, thrusting and playing with her
tight anus, were experiencing an astonishing contraction!

Zhang Liru's naked body, having undergone so much training, was undeniably honest.

Yang Ye immediately realized that Zhang Liru's anus was so sensitive and delicate that even
after such humiliation, it still responded with the most honest feelings! This excited Yang Ye even more
, and he intensified his thrusting.

Increasingly intense and clear pleasure surged from her anus like a tide .
Struggling between humiliation and lust, Zhang Liru wept silently, tears streaming down her face. She hated herself for so quickly
succumbing to her own sensitive and mature body!

"Ah...no...don't move anymore...ah...no...no...waaaah..." Zhang Liru
finally collapsed, her plump, snow-white buttocks trembling and heaving, her delicate, rosy lips unable to hold
back her sexy moans and groans!

Lai Junwei, his eyes bloodshot, watched helplessly as his beloved wife, under the man's ministrations,
experienced a surge of carnal pleasure throughout her body. Finally, overwhelmed by extreme rage, he coughed up blood and fainted.

At this moment, Yang Ye's other hand slid down Zhang Liru's trembling legs and discovered that this
beautiful bride, completely immersed in shameful pleasure, not only had an extremely sensitive anus, but her alluring, tender little hole
was also warm and moist!

"Wow, wife, you're so lewd! You can get excited just playing with your little chrysanthemum." Yang Ye dipped his finger in the vaginal fluid secreted by Zhang Liru's
vagina and held it up, saying with a lewd grin.

At this moment, Zhang Liru could no longer hear Yang Ye's lewd words, nor could she see Lai Junwei's
spitting blood and fainting. She was completely immersed in the fullness and pleasure brought about by the fingers thrusting and playing
with her anus!

Suddenly, Zhang Liru's sexy body trembled, feeling the two
fingers being withdrawn. Immediately afterward, a familiar, terrifying, huge penis was pressing
against her tender little anus!

In that instant, Zhang Liru's previously collapsing consciousness suddenly cleared. She suddenly
realized the situation she was about to face: cruel anal rape.

"Is...is it finally coming?!" Zhang Liru thought anxiously.

Zhang Liru's eyes were tightly closed, her pearly white teeth clenched tightly, and her fists were so clenched that her knuckles turned
white. She wanted to beg for mercy, "No..."

But before she could plead, Yang Ye had already thrust his hips forward
with all his might, forcefully inserting his huge, erect penis, like a solid, scorching iron pestle, into the deepest part of Zhang Liru's anus, slowly and resolutely ... The area around her anus could not bear such a massive object; the edges stretched taut for a moment, then turned deathly white, and then burst open with more than ten wounds. Zhang Liru's head buzzed, and a violent pain, as if she were being torn apart, spread throughout her body like an explosion from the point of entry . For several seconds, she felt that she had lost all feeling below her waist, and then she felt as if her body was being torn apart alive. "No...ah..." Almost simultaneously, Zhang Liru suddenly felt a thick . A blood-curdling scream escaped her lips. "So tight...hehe...really so tight..." Yang Ye roared excitedly, feeling his animalistic blood boiling, transforming into wave after wave of frenzied possessiveness. "I...I'm so happy... ah...so good..."

Zhang Liru was in so much pain she almost fainted. Her soft, white buttocks spasmed and twitched uncontrollably
, covered in fine beads of sweat. Her anus felt as if it had been pierced by a sharp blade, the surrounding folds of flesh stretched
and flattened.

"Hoo... I've finally gotten your little chrysanthemum for the first time... Hahaha..." Yang Ye's possessiveness
had reached an unparalleled level. He remained completely still, fully enjoying the tightness
and warmth of this virgin's anus! Then, he continued to thrust his huge penis relentlessly all the way in.

"Ah... no... stop... ooh... ooh... it hurts... ah... please... pull it
out..." The delicate pregnant bride, Zhang Liru, cried out loudly as if she had lost control.

Zhang Liru's slender waist was tightly gripped by Yang Ye's hands. She could only instinctively
sway her white, firm buttocks from side to side. In her painful and agonizing struggle, she felt that terrifyingly large object
completely inserted into her anus. The folds of her intestinal walls, never before stretched open, produced an indescribable burning and throbbing
pain, causing a sudden, desperate desire for death to escape her heart.

"Baby, how is it? How does it feel? Compared to your first marriage, which time
was more unforgettable, more pleasurable? Hmm? Answer me..." Yang Ye asked with immense pleasure, while
triumphantly manipulating the beautiful Zhang Liru beneath him, enjoying the intense pleasure of his enormous penis being tightly gripped by her anus
. That feeling made him feel completely relaxed.

"Ugh...ugh...no..." Only now did Zhang Liru truly experience
the sensation of "anal tearing." The burning pain clearly told her that her delicate anus had been
completely stretched and torn open by Yang Ye. She could even clearly feel how that thick monster was stretching open her
anal mucosa, like an incomparably hard iron rod wantonly ravaging her body.

Lai Junwei woke up again, and the scene before him left him speechless with astonishment. Yet, a voice seemed to be screaming and blaming him from
within .

He desperately wanted to rescue his beloved wife from this ordeal, but he could do nothing. He could only
watch helplessly as Yang Ye
completely stretched and dented Zhang Liru's elastic and alluring anus with that thick, long "monster," creating a bottomless hole!

Finally, Yang Ye made his move. He stretched out his hands and spread Zhang Liru's plump, snow-white buttocks apart. With
heavy breaths, he slowly began to thrust in and out of her tight, warm anus.

"Ah... I can't... I can't..." Although the lewd movements were gentle, they constantly tugged
at her wounds. Zhang Liru was in so much pain that she was almost suffocating. She screamed and cried out. Behind her plump buttocks,
that perfectly embedded. Her naked, graceful, snow-white body
writhed and swayed in a pitiful and lewd manner, exuding a tragic and lewd beauty!

Yang Ye, his blood boiling, gradually increased the speed of his thrusts...

"No... it's going to tear... please... woo... woo..." Zhang Liru
cried out in unbearable pain, pleading like a cuckoo crying blood. Her kneeling, naked body shook and struggled violently
!

Yang Ye completely ignored the beautiful bride's mournful pleas, reveling in
the unparalleled process of cruelly "deflowering" his beloved on their wedding night.

Locked in a cage, Lai Junwei witnessed all this, his eyes overflowing with grief and anger.

"I'm sorry... Liru... I'm sorry! I'm useless... I can't save you..." Lai Junwei confessed
tearfully , gritting his teeth and shaking his head repeatedly.

As time passed, the pain gradually subsided due to fatigue, and then, the burning anus
began to feel a slight pleasure. This slight pleasure, like a stream flowing into a river and then into
the sea, gradually accumulated, soon transforming into a surging tide of lust that
overwhelmed Zhang Liru's entire being.

"Ah... no more... ah... please don't do this... please finish... woo... woo..."

Zhang Liru couldn't help but let out a mournful cry! She felt Yang Ye's unusually large and thick
penis deeply inserted into her tender anus. A strong sense of fullness and soreness suddenly overwhelmed her
consciousness, making her feel as if her anus was being torn in two!

That feeling that made Zhang Liru feel incredibly ashamed came again from her anus, which was being violated,
even more intensely than when Yang Ye had been playing with it with his fingers! Zhang Liru was completely bewildered... She never expected that
her body would become so sensitive and depraved in such a short time!

What made her especially ashamed was that this was her first time having anal sex, the place for excretion,
yet she still had such a shameful physiological reaction, being violated by a man through her anus and experiencing
sensual pleasure! Her heart was filled with despair and shame, and her cries of agony grew louder: "Waaah...

waaah...please...stop...ah...waaah..."

Overwhelmed by the ecstasy, Yang Ye felt an immense sense of superiority and pride, and he couldn't help but shout in his heart
, "So good...so good...this little hole feels so good!
Although it's in no way inferior to the other female slaves."

"Mmm...waaah...mmm..." Not long after, Zhang Liru had no strength left to struggle. Her
alluring body lay limp on the large mattress, weak moans escaping her lips, as Yang Ye
freely thrust into her anus, her first place of pleasure.

"Do you know why you ended up like this..." Yang Ye said, sweating profusely as he thrust and raped her ,
"It's all because of your 'ex-husband,' because of his obsession, that's

why you've ended up like this..." "Yes! Why...why are you so persistent...why won't you let go..."

Zhang Liru, her mind a blur of
physical and emotional trauma, heard every word Yang Ye said, and it resonated deep within her. She cried out in anguish, "Waaah...waah...
waah...waah...waah...waah..."

But in an instant, physical reactions quickly overwhelmed her, filling her mind and body. Amidst her sorrowful
weeping, sweet breaths and moans began to mingle, these murmured moans...
The sounds emanating from Li Ru's rosy lips were even more alluring and seductive!

Lai Junwei, trapped in the cage, coughed up another mouthful of blood and fainted again.

Yang Ye, however, thrust even more vigorously! His lower body relentlessly pounded against Zhang Li Ru's snow-white, firm
buttocks, producing a crisp sound of flesh colliding that filled Zhang Li Ru with shame and rage.

Zhang Li Ru felt her vision blurring, as if her soul was gradually leaving her body; slowly
, even her soft moans faded away…

Yang Ye quickly noticed the bride's condition, and a strange feeling of pity welled up within him!
So , after a few forceful thrusts, he swiftly withdrew his enormous penis completely.
The blood that had accumulated in Zhang Li Ru's rectum for so long gushed out, splattering onto the sheets, clearly
leaving another "virginity broken" mark!

"Ah..." A piercing scream, like a final
burst of energy before death, escaped from Zhang Liru's rosy lips.

When everything stopped, extreme humiliation once again assaulted Zhang Liru's fragile heart. However, just as
the pressure in her anus was suddenly released, a feeling of liberation arose simultaneously. An unspeakable physiological pleasure
surged from her recently violated anus, while her tender vagina experienced an orgasm.

Yang Ye immediately retrieved a box from the side and took out a roll of calligraphy paper...

Zhang Liru remained in her original position, in a dazed, semi-conscious state.

Yang Ye unfolded the paper and gently pressed it against the bride's bleeding anus. Once the paper was stained
with blood, he moved it to another blank spot... repeating this process until the wound
stopped .

After stopping the bleeding, Yang Ye helped his bride lie down comfortably to rest. Then he unfolded the crumpled
Xuan paper and began to admire it closely… The

snow-white paper was covered with shocking bloodstains, resembling
vivid ! Yang Ye proudly counted them: nineteen in total.

Zhang Liru, her consciousness slightly restored, saw the man smugly admiring her 'fallen blood,' and closed her eyes in humiliation and
shame .

Then, Yang Ye laid the Xuan paper stained with anal blood flat in front of the iron bars.

Zhang Liru stared blankly at Yang Ye, murmuring, "You…"

Yang Ye walked to his bride's side and said softly, "This painting still needs one last step. Let me
have you one more time…"

Zhang Liru sighed softly and slowly closed her beautiful, despairing eyes.

Yang Ye chuckled, "Baby, let's change positions..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Ye immediately helped her up, brought her to the front of the cage, and then wrapped his arms around
Zhang , spreading her long, smooth legs!

"No...no...ah...it's too big...ah..." Zhang Liru immediately realized Yang Ye's
intentions . Just as she turned her head to refuse, a huge thing suddenly thrust into her. Waves of
pleasure washed over her, and her fair body instantly felt weak and limp.

Yang Ye pressed down on her snow-white, silky, shapely back with one hand, and lifted her slender waist with the other, thrusting
forcefully . His firm lower abdomen slammed heavily against her snow-white, plump buttocks, making a flesh-
on-flesh sound.

"Ah...ah...gentler...ah..." Zhang Liru's consciousness gradually went blank, her tender, plump
buttocks trembling incessantly.

Yang Ye felt an unparalleled pleasure, thrusting faster and harder. He lowered his head to lick
the glistening sweat on her pink back, saying, "This position is like wild animals mating, the most primal
way , ah...so good! My darling, do you like it?"

Sweat continuously seeped from Zhang Liru's delicate body, and her huge penis brought out a continuous stream of love fluid,
flowing down. Her smooth inner thighs were already glistening with moisture, leaving
wet stains on her white stockings.

Yang Ye released his grip on her slender waist, forcefully spreading Zhang Liru's plump buttocks with both hands, his 'giant cocoon penis'
pounding forcefully against the 'silkworm sac' between her blood-red labia.

"Ah...ah...uh...ah..." Zhang Liru buried her head in her pink arms, and from her rosy
lips escaped a soft moan

, a mixture of pain and pleasure. The violent thrusting of the enormous member tore at her anus, the pain assaulting
her delicate body! All she could do was grit her teeth and endure, letting Yang Ye rape and ravage her at will.

As time passed, her body gradually became accustomed to the pain, and unexpectedly, the pain transformed into a catalyst for
sexual pleasure, causing Zhang Liru to quickly succumb to a carnal frenzy.

Yang Ye looked down carefully, and saw that the ravaged anus was slightly opening and closing, while
the smooth, tight little hole was stretched to its limit, the glistening vaginal fluid constantly being
squeezed and sprayed out by the huge penis, dripping onto the Xuan paper on the ground.

"Ah...ah...ah..." Zhang Liru moaned continuously, her soft, glossy black hair and
snow-white bridal veil fluttering from side to side as she swayed her head.

Yang Ye was extremely satisfied; his huge, monstrous penis grew
even harder and more swollen inside Zhang Liru's tender orifice, the large, purplish-red glans pounding violently against her soft, delicate
cervix .

"Ah..." Zhang Liru's head jerked upward, letting out a high-pitched cry, then her body
trembled wildly as she reached another ecstatic climax. Her perfectly curved legs could no longer bear the strain and gradually
went limp, causing her to kneel down.

Yang Ye's body adjusted its height as Zhang Liru slumped, his thrusting speed increasing until
finally a tingling sensation ran down his spine, and thick, pungent semen gushed out...

At this moment, Zhang Liru was no longer able to make a sound.

Yang Ye withdrew his monstrous penis and gently laid Zhang Liru down. He then moved to her rosy, jade-like
face and slowly wiped his hot, slippery penis across her delicate skin
, evenly smearing the remaining semen from the glans onto her exquisite face.

Zhang Liru was pale, panting softly, her starry eyes half-closed, her body limp, allowing Yang Ye to do as he pleased.

Yang Ye pulled out a few tissues and wiped the bride's private parts clean, then picked up his suit jacket and covered himself with the tissue.
He went up to her, kissed Zhang Liru's lips a few times, and said softly, "My dear wife, you're tired. Rest for a while
!"

Zhang Liru seemed to have no strength left to speak, and weakly whispered, "Ugh...you...let
him go..."

Yang Ye gently stroked her long hair and said softly, "I'll let him go in a moment."

Zhang Liru nodded reassuredly, closed her eyes, and drifted into a half-asleep state.

Looking at her peaceful sleeping face, Yang Ye felt an unparalleled sense of pride and honor.

After admiring her for a while, Yang Ye raised his head, walked to the cage, bent down, and picked up the piece of Xuan paper,
examining it closely...

On the half-damp white Xuan paper, nineteen delicate, blood-red chrysanthemums were still clearly visible.
The only difference was that the beautiful daisies, after being splattered with semen, had spread out one by one, blooming
before the man, vying for beauty.

"Tsk, all done!" Yang Ye was extremely satisfied and said loudly, "So beautiful, 'The cold flowers have all faded,
only the chrysanthemums remain on the branches!' The 'Autumn Chrysanthemums Braving the Frost' painting, the 'Ink Splash' is complete!" "Hahaha..." Yang Ye's hearty laughter slowly woke up

the unconscious Lai Junwei and the sleeping Zhang Liru ... Yang Ye took out a bottle of ink and an inkstone from the box, then poured a little ink into the inkstone, and finally took out a large and a small calligraphy brush, placing them next to the inkstone. Looking up at his beautiful bride who was gazing at him, Yang Ye smiled happily, picked up the large calligraphy brush, soaked it in ink, and began to write boldly on the exquisite painting. A moment later, Yang Ye looked up, proudly displaying the painting to Zhang Liru. He spread it out and said, "Baby, look! Our masterpiece, created hand in hand, isn't it beautiful?" Zhang Liru opened her eyes. The painting bore the inscription: "Nineteen Red Chrysanthemums Braving the Frost." The brushwork was crude, the handwriting clumsy, hardly worthy of a renowned calligrapher's eye. However, its only merit was its vigorous and bold strokes. Zhang Liru stared blankly at the painting, saying nothing. "Baby, your husband has already 'signed' it! Now it's just a matter of you 'adding your signature'," Yang Ye said with a smile. Hearing this, Zhang Liru's sexy body trembled slightly. After hesitating for a moment, she struggled to sit up weakly, her breasts swaying alluringly as she rose . At this moment, Yang Ye had already laid out the painting, moved the inkstone and wolf-hair calligraphy brush beside it, and dipped the brush in ink. Zhang Liru struggled to sit up, casually brushing the disheveled bridal veil behind her head. With a sigh decisively picked up a brush and began writing below the painting. Gritting her teeth, she wrote swiftly and decisively, her strokes fluid and precise. After all, the characters she was about to write had been thoroughly mastered by Yang Ye during their recent training! Gathering her strength, she quickly completed a flowing inscription. After putting down the brush, Zhang Liru felt as if all her strength had been drained, and she collapsed back down. Yang Ye picked up the painting. The small regular script characters were elegant and refined, the only minor flaw being the slightly trembling handwriting. After admiring it for a while, nodding his head, Yang Ye suddenly asked, "Wife, what style of calligraphy did you learn? It's so beautiful." "The...the Wei style..." Zhang Liru replied weakly. Yang Ye, who had no idea who "Madam Wei" was, didn't want his woman to look down on him, so he shamelessly said, "Hmm, not bad, not bad! It's really well written." Zhang Liru was speechless and closed her alluring eyes. "You should also admire it; my wife's calligraphy is very good, isn't it!" Yang Ye deliberately showed it to Lai Junwei , saying with great delight. Lai Junwei opened his eyes in despair, staring at the blood-stained Xuan paper, tears already silently rolling down his cheeks. The delicate small characters read: (Zhang Liru, on her wedding night with Yang Ye, offers her anus as a token of her deflowering: To express her mutual affection and devotion to her husband Yang Ye, and to show that the lovers have finally become husband and wife, on this wedding night, she respectfully offers her anus to her husband Yang Ye to deflower her, to demonstrate her unwavering fidelity to him, and hopes that her husband will cherish and love her! Offered with shy reverence by her wife, Yang Zhang Liru.) Lai Junwei's eyes seemed lifeless, staring blankly at the so-called 'painting'... "Tsk, tsk, tsk... What a masterpiece! This unique bridal dowry is a priceless treasure in my heart ..." Yang Ye exclaimed, shaking his head and admiring it. Zhang Liru glanced at Lai Junwei with guilt! His dejected expression, vacant gaze, and haggard face revealed only pain, reluctance, and heartache. Despite this, she couldn't bear to look any longer, and could only timidly turn her head away, silently weeping. Yang Ye carefully put away Zhang Liru's 'dowry,' then turned and said, "Want to continue watching ? If you want to... I can perform for you every day with my beloved wife!" Lai Junwei stared at Yang Ye without a word; no one could tell what he was thinking... Yang Ye smiled, meeting Lai Junwei's gaze without fear. In their confrontation, a hint of murderous intent flickered in their eyes! The entire room fell silent, only time ticking by! "Mmm..." A seductive moan broke the cold silence. Yang Ye immediately turned around and saw the graceful bride, supported by her pink arms, sitting up. Her ravaged, seductive posture made Yang Ye's huge penis show signs of rising again... "You...you promised me..." Zhang Liru said weakly. "Don't worry! I know..." Yang Ye quickly interrupted the beautiful bride, then turned back to the person in the cage and coldly asked, "Are you going to sign this divorce agreement or not?" Lai Junwei gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice as if spitting blood, "I'll sign..." "Hmm! That's right, a wise man knows when to yield..." Yang Ye nodded with great satisfaction and said . Yang Ye first put on his clothes, then squatted down and helped Zhang Liru put on her new clothes.

After Yang Ye finished tidying up the wedding dress, he opened the door and called Li Shenghui and his group in.

Li Shenghui and four or five of his men entered and immediately said respectfully, "Chairman Yang,
what are your orders?"

"Have him sign and fingerprint the agreement," Yang Ye said.

"Yes, sir!" Li Shenghui replied.

Li Shenghui took out a key and opened the cell door. Two men went in, unlocked Lai Junwei's
chains, and then made him sign and fingerprint the agreement before handcuffing his hands behind his back and taking him
out .

Once outside, one of the men handed the divorce agreement to Yang Ye.

Yang Ye took it, looked at it, and said happily, "Not bad, brothers, you did a great job. I'll
reward you handsomely later."

Li Shenghui and the others smiled from the bottom of their hearts, because they all knew that Chairman Yang was most
known for his generosity and magnanimity! It seemed everyone was about to make a small fortune…

Just as everyone was almost carried away with their joy, Lai Junwei, whose eyes had been vacant, suddenly gleamed with malice
. He struggled, taking advantage of the moment when no one was paying attention to him, and broke free from the two men holding his arms.

Although his hands were cuffed, Lai Junwei charged towards Yang Ye with his head down…

He had only one thought in his mind: even if he died a horrible death, he would tear a piece of his flesh from him! Otherwise,
this most unbearable humiliation for a man would haunt him for the rest of his life.

“Junwei, don’t do this! You’ll ruin yourself!” Just as he was about to crash into him,
Zhang Liru, seemingly finding strength from nowhere, rushed over and stood in front of Yang Ye, trying to stop Lai Junwei’s
irrational behavior.

She was afraid; the scene she feared had finally unfolded. Zhang Liru knew her husband loved her deeply and was extremely
devoted. If he knew about her infidelity, he would definitely fight the adulterer to the death, even kill him—this was what she had always
worried about.

So, she resolutely stopped him, because even if he succeeded, his fate would be
a hundred times worse than death… She had already betrayed her husband and emotionally hurt him completely. If she let him
do something he would regret for the rest of his life, she would surely suffer for the rest of her life.

At that moment, in a split second, just as Lai Junwei's head was about to collide with Yang Ye,
she rushed to Yang Ye's side…

This was Zhang Liru's last close contact with her 'ex-husband,' but she never expected that the point of
contact would be her three-month pregnant belly…

"Ah…" A shrill scream was heard, accompanied by a graceful white figure
flying backward like a kite with a broken string.

Everyone present was stunned by this sudden scene!

Zhang Liru's back then slammed into the wall, the recoil causing her to lunge forward.

"No…" Lai Junwei, his eyes red, looked at his 'wife' who had been knocked away and let out a heart-wrenching
roar.

The roar jolted the stunned crowd awake. Lai Junwei was instantly subdued and subjected to
a barrage of punches and kicks…

“I didn’t mean to… Liru… quick… quick, take her to the hospital… Liru…” Lai Junwei shouted wildly,
ignoring the blows raining down on him.

He had actually hurt the woman he loved most. He felt like he was living a life worse than death. His vision
blurred tears streaming down his face as he gazed tenderly at the white-clad figure lying on the ground…

Meanwhile, another man in the room, heartbroken, knelt beside Zhang Liru. His mind in turmoil
, he was utterly helpless for the first time. Only now did he realize how deeply he loved the woman before him…

“My child… my child…” Zhang Liru clutched her aching abdomen,
her eyes as she stared at the pool of blood between her legs, slowly seeping from her white wedding dress
, spreading and deepening, like a crimson plum blossom blooming in the snow.

Completely disoriented, Yang Ye was too panicked to speak. He
quickly rushed out of the room...

"Ugh..." Exhausted and physically and mentally wounded, the beautiful Zhang Liru could no longer hold on.
Her vision blurred, and she finally fainted from sheer exhaustion.

(To be continued)

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