[A Twisted Life] Abuse - Forbidden Love 186

??? Abusive Forbidden Love 186

"Plop plop..."

Mu Haotian thrust back and forth relentlessly. After hundreds of thrusts, a frenzied pounding that almost broke the bed

, he roared and ejaculated his essence into the girl's tight anus.

After the orgasm, the girl was completely unconscious. Her vagina, the tightly joined narrow gate ,

squeezed out white, sticky foam along with blood.

The gushing pleasure lasted for half a minute before the man reluctantly withdrew from the girl's limp vagina.

His penis, still on his penis. Some red discharge remained at the tip.

The man turned the girl over, spread her buttocks, and found that the opening between her buttocks was

slowly shrinking, blood and semen flowing freely.

"Xiaoyu!" The man's heart skipped a beat, and he gently patted the girl's cheek.

After several thrusts, the girl finally responded.

"Ah...ah..." she gasped hoarsely, moaning intermittently; saliva dribbled from the corner of her mouth,

but she seemed oblivious.

The girl struggled to open her eyes, her small pupils slowly focusing.

"Daddy, it hurts...it hurts so much..." she said, tears streaming down her dry eyes like broken pearls

.

The sound of breaking flesh brought the crazed man back to his senses, his passion cooling considerably.

He had often punished girls without restraint in the past, but now, Ruoyu's breathing was so weak...as if she might

disappear at any moment, terrifying him.

He turned back to look at the girl beneath him; the sheets were stained crimson,

and .

The man knew he couldn't wait any longer.

"Xiaoyu, bear with it a little longer, Daddy will take you to the hospital."

The man hurriedly jumped out of bed, picked up his clothes from the floor, and hastily put them on

, buttoning his shirt while grabbing the phone from the bedside table.

After cleaning the girl up a bit, the ambulance arrived downstairs.

The piercing noise startled the people in the house. The two elderly people, who had just gone to bed, rushed down from the second floor

. Seeing the nurses carrying the girl away, and their son rushing out anxiously, the old man quickly

grabbed him.

"Haotian, what's going on?"

"Dad, Xiaoyu is having some problems. I have to take her to the hospital first. You rest well at home. It's not too

serious. I'll call you later."

Before the old man could react, the man had already run outside.

"Haotian..." The old man wanted to ask him something more, but in the blink of an eye, the ambulance had already sped away.

The two elderly people looked at each other, their faces filled with confusion and worry.

Twenty minutes later, the red light in the operating room went out.

The doctor came out first, took off his mask, and before he could even catch his breath, a man with bloodshot eyes

rushed in front of him.

"Doctor, how is she?"

He looked the man up and down, his eyes clearly showing disapproval.

"She's fine, the surgery went smoothly. This isn't the place to talk. Let's discuss the details in my office."

Before he finished speaking, Ruoyu was wheeled out of the operating room by a group of nurses. The man looked at the girl

lying on , then looked at the doctor who had walked a dozen steps ahead, turned around, gave

a few instructions to the servant beside him, and followed the doctor's footsteps.

The doctor's office was simple. Upon entering, he first poured the man a glass of water, then turned and sat down behind

his desk .

"Mr. Mu, have some water."

The man didn't even glance at the glass. He had no appetite for water; his heart was entirely focused on the small figure lying on

the hospital bed .

"Doctor, is Xiaoyu alright

?" Although he had heard the doctor say the surgery went smoothly, he was still worried.

"She's fine. She should recover in about a week." The doctor looked down and rummaged through something, then

picked up a medical record.

"These are her pathology images." He handed over an ultrasound scan tucked inside the record.

It showed three close-up images. In the first image, a small, pink chrysanthemum petal was visible, the small opening in the center slightly

ajar, and traces of blood seeping from the surrounding chrysanthemum-like patterns—clearly the result of overuse. The second picture showed several bloody wounds about 1-2 centimeters

deep inside the anus, all bleeding profusely

—a horrifying sight. The third picture showed something even deeper, with

fluid accumulating in the middle of the bright red intestinal wall. Although the color was unclear, the man instinctively knew it was blood, as no one's intestinal fluid was

so abundant.

After seeing this, the man lowered his head, remaining silent for a long time. He truly hadn't expected Ruoyu to be so badly injured

. Even with his hardened heart, he felt a pang of guilt.

"I'm a doctor, and also a man. From a doctor's perspective, I have to remind you that this kind of activity

is very damaging to a woman's body. Of course, from a man's perspective, I can understand you."

Mu Haotian remained silent, his face expressionless. "If you really enjoy menstrual sex, I can offer some advice," the doctor suggested

professionally . Seeing that the man didn't seem offended, the doctor continued, "The anus isn't designed for sexual intercourse . It doesn't have the same elasticity as the vagina, nor does it secrete lubricant when stimulated . Therefore, the most important thing for intercourse is relaxation beforehand. " Mu Haotian's mind was preoccupied with Ruoyu, so he didn't really listen to the man's words, but the explicit language still pulled him back to reality. "Relaxation for intercourse might include a hot bath, a massage, or even warm-up exercises. Unless you relax and start slowly, the sphincter muscles around the anus won't allow anything to pass through . Also, show your partner some care and see if she feels relaxed too. This is common sense ; you can go back and find some information online."

Mu Haotian frowned, and for a moment, he wanted to punch the man. He wasn't particularly fond of this, and he

knew it went against common sense, but the doctor's explanation made it seem as if he were a habitual sodomite.

The man was very annoyed at the moment, so those words sounded extremely grating.

"Thank you, I will pay attention. Now I want to know what I should pay attention to in my daily diet?" Mu Haotian

tried to keep a calm expression, but his voice was inevitably a little harsh.

The doctor raised an eyebrow: "Avoid spicy food, try to rest as much as possible, and don't sit for long periods. Also, she's menstruating

, so pay attention to menstrual hygiene to avoid cross-infection."

Mu Haotian nodded, then suddenly remembered something: "My girlfriend's period just ended, and she's already

menstruating again, and this time it's lasted a bit longer than before?"

When Ruoyu first entered the hospital, the doctor had asked about their relationship, and the man, without thinking, said he

was Ruoyu's man.

"Has this happened before?"

"No, it used to last four or five days, but this time it's been over a week." Mu Haotian was still

bothered by this.

Before meeting girls, the man didn't think his desires were particularly strong. Since Ruoyu came into his life,

his masculine needs had become especially intense. Thinking back, even in his most passionate youth, he

didn't feel such surging passion.

"There are many reasons for menstrual irregularities, such as emotional factors or medication effects. A specific diagnosis

can only be made after a thorough examination."

After listening to the doctor, the man seemed thoughtful: Emotions? Recently, it seems he only had a disagreement with Han Rou

. Compared to her being imprisoned, raped, and forced to have a child, that's a very minor thing. It shouldn't cause

such a strong reaction or emotional instability, right

? As for medication? He hadn't seen anything special in her room.

"What kind of medication usually causes menstrual irregularities?" the man asked casually, with curiosity.

"The most common is birth control pills. Has she taken any?"

Birth control pills?

Mu Haotian narrowed his eyes, then recalled what had happened a few days ago.

That day, he hadn't been asleep long, enjoying a sweet dream, when he felt his arm move;

the person in his arms stirred.

He closed his eyes, listening intently without making a sound.

The girl carefully got out of bed, barefoot, without even wearing slippers, and silently went to the desk

, slowly opening a drawer.

Mu Haotian gently lifted his eyelids, but in the dim moonlight, he couldn't see clearly.

The girl took a small medicine bottle from the second drawer, unscrewed the cap, poured out

the pills , and then shoved them into her mouth. She then reached for the water glass on the table

… “Snap!” Mu Haotian was startled and quickly turned on the lamp. Why was Ruoyu taking medicine in the middle of the night?

She hadn't been sick recently. A bad feeling immediately arose in his mind.

“Ah…” The girl, already feeling guilty, screamed in fright at the sudden noise.

“What are you doing?” The man threw off the covers, jumped out of bed, rushed to the girl, and snatched

the medicine bottle from her hand.

“Spit it out… quick!” the man said, slapping the girl's back forcefully.

Ruoyu coughed repeatedly from the force of his large hand, vomiting up what was in her mouth.

“Daddy…” the girl cried out, still shaken.

Although Ruoyu had been trying to avoid this situation, she wasn't entirely unprepared.

Birth control pills are most effective when taken three days after menstruation, and this happened to be the scheduled time. She had

overslept morning and didn't have time to take the pill, so she had to wait until evening to find an opportunity.

However, the man was at work that evening and hadn't gone to the study; he was with her in the room the whole time, so she didn't have time to take the pill either, and

could only wait until he went to bed.

Unexpectedly, what she feared most came to pass; the man caught her red-handed. However,

she , remaining calm and trying not to give herself away.

"What are you doing..." Ruoyu gasped, coughing and gasping for breath.

"I should be asking you that too. What are you eating in the middle of the night?" the man said, holding the pill bottle in

front of his eyes, wanting to see clearly.

Vitamin C tablets?

"I'm taking vitamin C. My mouth doesn't taste like much, so I want to chew something," the girl said,

snatching the medicine bottle back from the man's hand. She poured out a small white pill, put it in her mouth, and chewed it slowly. It

was really bitter. Ruoyu tried her best to control her facial expression, pretending to enjoy the extreme

pain truly tested her endurance.

"It's very good. Do you want one?" Ruoyu regretted saying it as soon as she finished. She had gotten too into character. But words spoken

are like water spilled; they couldn't be taken back.

Mu Haotian looked at the girl, then at the medicine bottle she handed him. At this moment, he had completely let go of

his suspicions and picked up the bottle.

This startled Ruoyu. If it weren't for the backlight, she would have

noticed Even as the man placed the bottle on the table, Ruoyu's heart was still pounding.

The next instant, he felt himself being lifted into the air by the man, and he secretly breathed a sigh of relief, then nestled his head against

the man 's chest, slowly calming his racing heart.

"You, still up and making a fuss in the middle of the night, you have school tomorrow, let's go to sleep early."

This was supposed to be a normal little incident, but when the doctor mentioned birth control pills, the man's sensitive nerves suddenly picked up

on something unusual.

"What kind of birth control pills are they?"

The doctor looked at him, stunned. How was he supposed to answer that? Most pills looked the same, just

different .

"Are they those small, white pills?" Mu Haotian continued to ask.

"Mostly white, but there are many kinds..."

Before he could finish speaking, Mu Haotian suddenly stood up and strode out, leaving the man sitting behind

the desk bewildered.

Mu Haotian walked out of the doctor's office, took out his phone, and told a servant to go to Ruoyu's room, find the bottle of medicine,

and immediately send it to the hospital.

That evening, the specialists had all gone home, and Ruoyu's attending physician had been urgently called back.

The pharmacist also visibly annoyed.

But there was nothing he could do; the other person had powerful connections, and his dream had been shattered. He could only take the

small white pill into the lab. In

the hospital corridor, the man quietly made a phone call, briefly explaining to his parents that he had fainted but was now fine. After hanging up, the man entered the girl's room. "Young Master!" The servant, seeing him enter, quickly stood up from the girl's bedside. "How is she? Has she woken up?" Mu Haotian stared coldly at the girl, feeling extremely annoyed. If the verification result wasn't what he expected, that would be fine, but if it was... He couldn't imagine what he might do! "No, Miss has been sleeping very well." Seeing the man's unpleasant expression and much more haggard appearance, the servant couldn't help but ask with concern, "Young Master, you must be tired. Go and rest in bed for a while. I'll go out and get you some midnight snacks." Mu Haotian nodded, then walked to an empty bed next to the girl, leaned to one side, dangling his legs over the edge of the bed , and lay down on the pillow. The servant saw this and hurriedly tried to take off his shoes, but he waved his hand and said indifferently, " Go ahead and do your work." After the door closed, the man reached into his pocket, took out a dragon-carved cigarette case, pulled out a cigarette, lit it, and watched the smoke swirl around him. Only then did Mu Haotian feel that the time wasn't so unbearable. The man lay there motionless, the room eerily quiet except for the constant flickering of cigarette ash… After a while, a knock sounded at the door. The man's eyes, somewhat numb, snapped to attention, and he scrambled to his feet, gently opening the door. “Here's your lab report,” a nurse said, handing him a sheet of paper. The man murmured a thank you before turning to leave. Mu Haotian stood in the doorway, ignoring the complex drug formulas and focusing on the report's conclusion: it contained synthetic progestin and long-acting estrogen, capable of inhibiting ovulation and providing long-term contraception. The man felt as if he'd been struck hard on the head. His body swayed to the left, barely managing to steady himself by bracing himself against the wall with one hand. Why? Why did Ruoyu do this? Killing one of his children wasn't enough; why did she have to extinguish even more lives? The man felt the world spinning, his body sliding downwards. He managed to lift his head slightly, his thin lips parted, and his vision blurred … “Young Master! Young Master! What’s wrong?” Seeing the man slump to the floor, the servant, carrying a lunchbox, who had walked to the door, was startled . She rushed forward, frantically trying to help him up. Ruoyu woke up on the second day of her hospitalization. The excruciating pain in her lower body had subsided; she only felt a slight discomfort when turning over or sitting up. The doctor left after changing her dressing, and then the servant came in with a lunchbox. “Miss, how are you feeling?” she asked casually, not showing much concern, not noticing the girl's still pale face. Ruoyu had undergone minor surgery and was still very weak; she simply nodded faintly. The maid gently helped her sit up, placing a soft cushion behind her for comfort. She then brought a small, simple table and placed it in front of the girl. The meal, prepared by the Mu family's chef, consisted of four dishes and a soup, and was rather light. The maid took a bowl of rice from a thermos and handed it to the girl: "Miss, you just woke up, so perhaps your appetite isn't very good. The master and madam had it prepared for you; these are all your favorite dishes." Ruoyu silently took the bowl, glancing at the dishes on the table. They were indeed to her liking, but she had no appetite. "Aunt Xiang, don't bother, I can do it myself." Seeing the maid constantly putting food into her bowl, Ruoyu didn't want to disappoint her, but she really couldn't eat much. She had injured such a private part of herself. Although the doctor said it wouldn't affect her physiology, she felt strange. She didn't want to go to the toilet or eat much, so she preferred liquid foods , like clear soup. "Just give me some soup." The soup was poured over the rice, and Ruoyu slowly drank it from the porcelain bowl. Rice soaked in soup was something the girl often ate when she was little. Because her family was poor, they could only afford simple vegetable soup with little oil. Compared to the rich, meaty dishes of today, it didn't taste bad at all; in fact, it had a unique flavor. Soon, Ruoyu had finished a bowl of rice. The maid quickly brought her another bowl, but the girl shook her head. "I'm full!" The girl's stomach was empty, but she didn't feel hungry. She ate the rice without feeling ; she just forced herself to swallow it. The maid frowned disapprovingly, "Miss, you should eat more. You're too thin. How can you recover quickly like this? The young master will worry again." Aunt Xiang remembered what happened last night. She saw the young master collapse to the ground. Although she didn't know the reason, she figured it was always the Mu family's trivial matters that caused him so much trouble. The girl unconsciously wiped her mouth, repeatedly rubbing her already clean lips with a tissue, "Young master! Is he at home or at the company?" It was noon, but Ruoyu wasn't sure where the man was. After several days of recuperation, the man's facial injuries were less noticeable, and he was physically fine. Otherwise , he wouldn't have the energy to torment the girl so much. Originally, she had pushed the work to Su Bai to save face for the president. After all, a boss with a bruised face would inevitably attract gossip from subordinates, affecting her authority.

The injury isn't so obvious now. The man might go to the company, or he might stay home, who knows

? "Young Master stayed up most of the night yesterday, and only went home to rest after breakfast this morning. He's probably

still home now," the maid told the truth.

Ruoyu pursed her lips, watching the maid pack the remaining food into a lunchbox.

"Grandpa and Grandma, did they say anything when they found out I was in the hospital?"

She was injured again; the two elders wouldn't ignore her. She wondered how the man had explained this

.

"They only told us to take good care of her, they didn't say anything else."

Ruoyu nodded, knowing the maid wouldn't know much. Asking would be pointless;

what was she hoping for? The two elders had already given their approval; would they care about her life or death?

The girl, at this moment, didn't know what she was thinking. She had long been numb to male violence,

thinking she could endure it, yet why did her heart ache so much

? Ultimately, she had been too naive. Friendship was so fragile. Han Rou wouldn't listen to her explanations, wouldn't

forgive her, and Guan Dage's gentleness, which she thought was unconditional, had turned out differently.

Everything she thought she could possess, she had lost in the end. What was left of her?

Only a little bit of her brother's affection.

Oh well, none of that mattered now!

Early in the morning, a servant brought a message saying that her parents wanted her to return home immediately. Mu Haotian knew trouble

was brewing again, but he couldn't refuse.

Afraid of angering his father, who would personally visit Ruoyu in the hospital, it would be difficult to hide anything then

. So he hastily ate breakfast and set off back to the Mu family's old residence.

He was immediately ushered into the study, where he saw his father sitting on

the sofa .

"Dad, I'm back," Mu Haotian said respectfully, standing beside his father.

"Sit," Mu Canghai said, gesturing to the sofa opposite him.

The Italian-imported leather sofa felt incredibly hard, and Mu Haotian instinctively

shifted a few times, trying to find a comfortable position.

"Ruoyu, how is she?" The old man asked, his hands clasped together and resting lightly on his knees, as if preparing for a long talk.

"She's fine. She'll be discharged in a few days." The man looked at his father's serious expression and felt a little nervous.

His hand unconsciously reached into his pocket.

But he immediately withdrew his hand. He never smoked in front of his father; what was wrong with him today?

"You called yesterday, but you didn't specify what's wrong with her. Can you tell me today?" The old man's eyes

were sharp, as if he wanted to see right through the man. "

She just has a hormonal imbalance and needs to recuperate for a while," Mu Haotian had already prepared

his explanation .

"Can't she recuperate at home? Why does she have to go to the hospital? Is the hospital a good place? She's been in there so many times.

How can someone so young have so many health problems?" Mu Canghai questioned.

The man was momentarily speechless at this question.

"Dad, you know I want a child. Xiaoyu's periods have been irregular lately. I want her to be hospitalized

for a proper checkup. You want a grandson too, don't you?"

These words touched the old man's heart, but they didn't completely dispel his doubts.

"A normal checkup would have been fine, so why did an ambulance have to come in the middle of the night? I'm your father, I'm not senile yet

, can you explain this properly?"

"Dad, we went a little too far last night, this is my private matter, could you..." Mu

Haotian finally managed to say something plausible about the emergency.

The man knew that his father objected to Ruoyu being with him, and it had taken some time to finally get

his father's approval. The old man had only hoped for a prosperous and harmonious family with many children and grandchildren.

But now, it seemed he hadn't achieved either. His instinct was to downplay the truth, but

that wouldn't be so easy now.

Just as Mu Haotian said, this was their private matter, and as an elder, he would naturally be more reserved. But the problem

was, they'd ended up in the hospital; it was simply outrageous.

"Haotian, I don't care about the truth of the matter, I just want peace in this family. Can you

do that ? If not, then you and Ruoyu should separate. You know I've always opposed you two...

" Before the old man could finish speaking, the man couldn't hold back any longer. He said anxiously, "Dad, we're fine.

This was an accident. You're overthinking it."

The old man was panting heavily, clearly angry at his son's insistence on the girl.

"I don't care. I want a grandson. If the tests show she has some kind of problem, give her some money and

let her go. Our Mu family can't be without an heir."

Mu Haotian blinked, feeling utterly exhausted.

He knew what the old man cared about most, and he was under immense pressure himself. He had thought his efforts

would bear fruit, but that damned man had betrayed him and done something unforgivable. Now,

what could he do? The doctor advised them not to have children for at least six months, otherwise there was a risk of birth defects. His father was

pressuring him so much; he was exhausted.

"Dad, I promise you, within a year, the Mu family will definitely have a successor."

It was all an excuse. The real issue was the child, the parents' deepest worry. Even if this incident hadn't happened between them

, his father would have brought it up sooner or later.

The maid, carrying washed fruit, stepped out of the washroom just as the man entered the ward. As she reached

the door, the young master suddenly came out and asked, "Where is she?"

Aunt Xiang naturally knew who he was asking about and felt a little strange: "Isn't she in her room?"

She had only taken the fruit out to wash it a few minutes ago, and she had just seen the girl obediently watching TV in

the room .

"No, where did she go?" the man demanded, his face dark.

The maid panicked and hastily offered an explanation, finally guessing, "Miss shouldn't have gone

far ."

"You search inside, I'll go downstairs and check. If Miss is missing..." The man's tone was deep,

filled with intense anger. His eyes narrowed, he gave her a cold look, and then strode forward.

Aunt Xiang stiffened, paused for a few seconds, then quickly walked to the room, placed the fruit on the bedside table,

turned , and ran out of the room.

This hospital was large; behind the outpatient department was the inpatient department.

Several buildings were closely arranged in a square shape, with an open space in the middle for patients to relax and recuperate

. Besides flowers, trees, and shrubs, an artificial lake had been carved out, and

a small rockery had been sculpted within it. A stream of water gushed from between the rockery, making a gurgling sound that drew people

to stop and admire it .

Mu Haotian carefully examined the figures around the lake, but none resembled the girl's figure, which made him even more anxious.

Where could Ruoyu have gone? She had no money and her movements were not very convenient.

The man walked down a narrow path, where a small pavilion surrounded by a fence appeared before him, with climbing

plants clinging to it, completely obscuring most of the pavilion.

Mu Haotian walked around the pavilion for a while before finally finding a wide entrance.

The man went over and saw the girl, dressed in a white hospital gown, slumped

over a hard wooden bench in the pavilion.

Hearing a sound, Ruoyu slowly raised her head slightly, looking at the man. She was surprised to see his cold, handsome face,

then her expression darkened, and she lowered her head, resting it on her folded arms.

The girl's series of actions angered the man.

He moved closer, sat beside her, and tried to pick her up, but the

girl ; it was streaked with tears, and her eyes were unfocused as she looked at him.

"Why are you crying?"

The man couldn't understand why his beloved had run to this secluded place, weeping alone. Didn't she know

that a beautiful girl like her, alone, would easily attract men's covetousness?

Ruoyu was still looking at him, her body trembling slightly, perhaps from excessive grief.

The man reached into his suit pocket and took out a white handkerchief, intending to wipe the tears streaming down her face

. He had originally come to the hospital to teach Ruoyu a lesson, but seeing her crying, he suppressed his anger.

But suddenly, he heard her say, "Get away, you bad guy." Mu Haotian was stunned, wondering if he had misheard. Ruoyu hadn't insulted him

so arrogantly in a long time . But he believed he wasn't hallucinating. He stared at the girl and said in a deep voice, "What did you say?" "I... I was talking about you... Mu Haotian, you're a bad guy, the worst bad guy in the world." Before she could finish speaking, Ruoyu was shoved to the ground by the man. Mu Haotian walked to the girl's side, narrowed his eyes, and looked at her coldly. She actually cursed him like that? "..." Ruoyu lay on the ground, feeling utterly desolate. She didn't want to look up at him; she just hoped he would disappear from her sight immediately. "What's wrong with you today, cursing me? " The man couldn't understand. Last night, after he had used her, the girl had weakly begged for his pity. Why was she so rebellious today ? "I'm cursing you! I hate you! I despise you!" Ruoyu screamed, almost tearing her vocal cords apart. Mu Haotian was furious. He grabbed the girl in front of him and slapped her hard across the "Shut up! You bitch! " The girl was dizzy and her ears were ringing. She wanted to say something, but her mouth was numb and she couldn't utter a word. She could only stare at the man with resentment. "What happened?" The man also looked at the girl coldly, suddenly realizing something. "Give me back my brother! You, give him back to me! I have nothing left but him! Why did you take him away?" Ruoyu cried, heartbroken. She might have to stay in the hospital for a few days. Her brother would be worried if he didn't see her, so she should call and comfort him. Her brother was in elementary school and had an early holiday. He must be home right now. She herself would be taking her final exams in three days. Although it might be inconvenient, she had asked the doctor and reluctantly obtained his permission. Unexpectedly, the servant who answered the phone said that Dongdong had already left this morning. Confused, she asked again, "Did she go out to play?" The answer chilled her to the bone. Dongdong had packed her bags and happily left with Su Bai, and no one had informed her of this. This truly shocked her, leaving the girl stunned. Aunt Xiang practically served her every need, and she didn't want anyone to see her crying and heartbroken, nor did she want to stay in that ward. So, she took advantage of Aunt Xiang's absence to go downstairs. Somehow, she ended up here, and then, exhausted both physically and mentally, she lay down on a chair to vent her emotions. Unexpectedly, the man came looking for her. Just as she expected, Mu Haotian frowned, forcefully pulled the girl up from the ground, then slammed her onto the chair, pressing his hand against her shoulder. "Dongdong went with Su Bai willingly. You can stop him for a while, but you can't stop him forever. You've seen . Why? I think you know the answer in your heart. Why are you lying to yourself? Your brother's feelings for Su Bai far surpass yours!" Ruoyu's heart clenched. She didn't want to admit it, but what the man said was true. Should she pity herself? Even her closest brother had abandoned her? "No, no... Dongdong isn't that kind of person. You must have forced him. You and Su Bai are both bad people, bad people..." Ruoyu tried to stand up but was held down by the man. She could only pull her hair tightly to vent her she could finish speaking, she felt a sharp pain in her arm and was dragged behind her, unable to break free . "Have you gone crazy enough? If you have, let's go back and settle the score!" Mu Haotian had lost all his patience. Her behavior only made him angrier.

The two of them, struggling and pulling, had already reached the lakeside, attracting the curiosity of some people resting there. Despite the girl's

pitiful cries, no one came to help.

The girl was dragged into the ward, terrifying the servants of the Mu family.

Before she could even utter a sound, the man threw her out, the door slamming shut in front of her, startling Aunt Xiang,

whose heart trembled.

She wasn't unaware of the girl's pleading eyes, but she was just a servant…

As Ruoyu was thrown onto the bed, her heart was filled with resentment.

He had already abused her, leaving her in the hospital; what more did he want?

But as she got up, she saw the man walk towards the door, clearly seeing him lock

it, and a bad premonition rose in her heart.

The man was a beast, utterly shameless. This situation seemed all too familiar—a pristine white room,

her body pinned beneath him…

Thinking of this, Ruoyu shuddered.

She quickly stood up, instinctively retreating to a corner of the room, pressed against the wall, her body trembling slightly.

Mu Haotian turned around and saw the girl cowering in a corner like a wounded animal, her beautiful

eyes blinking alertly.

But the man knew that those eyes were filled with fear.

He didn't approach her, but instead sat down on the bed, casually pulling out a cigarette and lighting it.

The man seemed unhurried, much more relaxed than before, as if he were just smoking. But

as time passed, watching the cigarette butt in his hand grow shorter and shorter, Ruoyu's heart pounded with increasing panic.

Finally, she took one last deep drag.

The man discarded his cigarette, and a thin layer of smoke had gathered around him, making

him appear even more dangerous with his squinting eyes.

Mu Haotian had to use the cigarette to calm himself; otherwise, he couldn't guarantee he wouldn't

punch that scoundrel.

Reaching into his pocket, the man pulled out a medicine bottle, then stood up and slowly approached the girl.

When Ruoyu saw what he was holding, she stiffened abruptly, feeling as if all the blood

had been drained from her, her face turning deathly pale.

Looking up, her gaze met the man's, and from within her eyes shot out icy blades, causing the girl

to lower her bright eyes immediately.

Mu Haotian snorted coldly, holding the medicine bottle even closer, almost touching the girl's fluttering black eyelashes

.

Ruoyu gasped, turning her head away. Her snow-white neck was exposed to the man's gaze, the blood

surging rapidly in her arteries with each breath.

"What, are you scared?"

Next to the corner where the girl was hiding was a windowsill with several potted plants. The southern coast was warm

year-round , and the flowers bloomed constantly—pink, bright white, a captivatingly eerie sight.

The man placed the medicine bottle on the windowsill, turning his head away without even glancing at it.

"You have the guts to do it, but not the guts to look?"

The man's cold voice rang in her ears again. Ruoyu knew it was all over; her worst fears had come true.

She cautiously peered out, intending to escape, but the man's tall, strong body blocked her

path.

"Speak!"

Mu Haotian was not satisfied with the girl's silence. Even now, she still wouldn't behave!

"What...what do you want me to say!" Ruoyu bit her lip, her words already trembling.

"What's with this medicine?" The man frowned, arms crossed, watching her intently.

Ruoyu lowered her head as much as she could. In truth, she had already submitted to the man, both mentally

and physically. She was afraid of being beaten, and even more afraid that the man would do something else she couldn't accept.

She wanted to be subservient, but somehow, when she opened her mouth, not a single word came out. Her mind was

in turmoil, filled with fear of the punishment to come.

"Is that a birth control pill?"

Ruoyu's palms were sweating profusely. She slowly managed a weak "Yes!" through her nose.

"When did you start taking it?"

The girl's mind was a complete blank. She couldn't remember anything at this moment, but she couldn't ignore the man's words.

So she frowned, desperately trying to process what she was thinking.

After a long while, she managed to squeeze out a trembling sentence: "About two or three months."

"You're getting bolder and bolder." The man's words were light, but they felt like a

whip dipped in cold water, sending chills down Ruoyu's spine.

"Dad! I'm still young, I really, really don't want to..." Ruoyu felt that the man seemed

different . Before, when she made a mistake, he would punish her swiftly and decisively. But now, he

was questioning her slowly and methodically.

"Small? Small?"

The man sized her up, his gaze venomous, as if the girl were standing naked

before him.

Ruoyu painfully closed her eyes, instinctively clutching her shirt.

The girl's stubborn yet frail appearance stirred something in the man's heart. He immediately felt a

stirring desire surged intensely, his body reacting even faster than his mind. This undoubtedly

angered the man, making him resent how so easily he had been seduced by the girl.

"What, do you want me to take off your clothes and check you again?"

Ruoyu quickly opened her eyes, her gaze filled with pleading. Her voice trembled as she said, "No, no, Daddy!"

"Do you remember what I said before?"

Seeing the girl's wide, terrified eyes, the man continued, "I said, if you don't obediently give birth to the child, I

will imprison you until you successfully deliver. Don't you remember?"

The girl's body visibly swayed, and she reached out to grab the man's arm: "Daddy, please,

forgive me this time, don't lock me up."

Ruoyu felt as if the sky above her was about to collapse. Her body went limp, and she knelt at the man's

feet , her large, wet eyes fixed on him, her gaze conveying remorse and pleading.

"I don't have that much time to give you. It's been so long. You know my temper. There

's no turning back. "

The man's words were cold and harsh, severing all the girl's hopes.

"You chose this path yourself. Don't blame me."

Mu Haotian bent down slightly, reaching out to lift the girl's delicate chin, allowing her to see the cruelty and determination within it

clearly.

"No, I don't want to! You can't lock me up! I still need to go to school! I don't want to..."

In an instant, the girl's fate was rewritten once again. Everything happened too fast; the girl couldn't accept

it. She gripped the man's thigh tightly, shaking her head from side to side, salty tears streaming down her face.

A hint of impatience flickered across the man's face. He reached out, grabbed the girl's small hand, and began

to peel away her slender, white fingers one by one from his thigh.

With each finger he removed, Ruoyu cried louder, her despair growing. "Xiaoyu, never

doubt my words," the man said coldly, his face expressionless as he looked at the girl's swollen, red hands.

The expected physical punishment didn't come, but his words plunged the girl into another dark

abyss.

Ruoyu knew that if she was locked up this time, she didn't know when she would see the light of day again, so

she pleaded desperately with the man, even resorting to curses and vicious vows.

But the man merely half-reclined, half-sitting on the bed, occasionally glancing indifferently at

the little girl kneeling beside it out of the corner of his eye.

This time, Mu Haotian's anger was unlike any before. He was determined not to give the girl any chance. He wanted her

to be happy, which was why he let her go to school. He never expected it would bring him so much trouble.

What he found most unbearable was that she had secretly taken birth control pills—the thought alone made him want to

punch .

Ruoyu, having cried for so long, was dizzy, her eyes swollen like ripe peaches.

Half-closing her eyes, her face streaked with tears, she sobbed, "I...I'll never...dare again!"

Mu Haotian stared at the ceiling, coldly puffing on his cigar.

The girl's hoarse voice, like a bowstring about to break, was grating: "Daddy, please...forgive

me this time!"

The man winked, his face showing impatience.

"Stop crying, you're really noisy. If you're bored, we can do something else."

As he spoke, the man took the cigarette from his mouth and gently stroked the girl's smooth hair, his eyes

fixed intently on her snow-white collarbone.

The girl understood his meaning perfectly well, and immediately fell silent, only her rapid breathing could be heard.

Seeing that he had achieved his goal, the man stopped tormenting her. It wasn't that he didn't want to touch Ruoyu, but now

was not the right time . Giving her a strong emotional blow followed by physical abuse, he feared she wouldn't be able to withstand it.

Anyway, she was his; he could keep her captive and play with her at his leisure.

Turning to the side, the man stubbed out his cigarette. Seeing the girl's unfocused eyes, like a puppet doll, the man's

heart stirred.

He reached out and slowly pulled the girl up, as if dragging a lifeless doll. Ruoyu

remained in a daze.

He pulled her into his arms, gently wiping away the tears from the corners of her eyes with his fingers.

The girl flinched slightly under his hold, trying to avoid his touch, but unknowingly pressed herself

even closer to his chest.

Mu Haotian held her small hand in his palm, gently playing with it: "Xiaoyu, don't blame Daddy for being heartless. I

love you, but you always disobey me. I had no choice but to lock you up."

The man's face was expressionless as he looked at her snow-white, slender fingers, the smooth touch making him reluctant to let go.

"You'll get used to it, and you won't be lonely, because I'll be with you often."

Ruoyu's mind was no longer clear. Thinking about her imprisonment made her feel breathless, and

her mind became even more confused.

The man spoke a few more words, but seeing that Ruoyu still didn't react, and instead cried more and more, looking as if

she might , he said something more comforting.

"If you really don't want to be locked up, then behave well and give me a son as soon as possible. That way…

I'll let you out."

Seeing the girl's frozen eyes stir slightly, the man hugged her tighter, lifting her

chin so her face was facing him: "Xiaoyu, how about exchanging a child for your freedom?

" Ruoyu's unfocused gaze began to gather, finally seeing the man's cold, stern face.

She wanted to say: No.

But her slowly returning reason prevented her from speaking. With her somewhat unclear mind, she slowly pondered

the man's words.

A demonic voice in her heart said: Give him a child. With a child, everything will be over.

Her lips trembled as she softly uttered, "If I give birth to your child, will you... will you let me leave?"

Mu Haotian's expression shifted several times. He withdrew his arms from the girl's tight embrace, placing them behind his head.

He was filled with rage.

This wasn't his intention; having a child didn't mean she would leave him.

He glanced back at the girl's eager, expectant face, a flurry of thoughts flashing through his mind.

Finally , he slowly curled his lips into a smile.

"Xiaoyu, if you want to leave, I won't stop you. After the child can speak, I can send you to study abroad—America,

Japan, wherever you want to go, as long as you give me a son."

He emphasized the last two words, stressing a son, an heir.

Ruoyu felt a pang of sadness, unsure whether to laugh or cry. She was his daughter, yet she was destined to be violated by him

. If she were a boy, would he have spoiled her?

The girl had mixed feelings; she looked at her father with a hint of longing in her eyes.

Upon seeing his calm and deep handsome face, the girl sobered up considerably. She wasn't a boy; she could only give

him a son in exchange.

Yes, it was a deal. The man was willing to exchange his daughter for a son.

The girl lowered her head, telling herself not to cry. Things had come to this; what was the use of crying? But

somehow, the tears flowed even more fiercely.

Amidst the waves of heartache, she heard her own soft voice say, "Okay, I promise you."

The man grinned wickedly, flipping the girl over and pinning her beneath him. He forcefully kissed her small, red lips, his hands eagerly

groping for her clothes.

Even though he couldn't go all the way, the man wanted to feel the warmth of her body. He was overjoyed. Even though he was gritting his teeth and saying he didn't want the child, he knew she would soften once

it was born . The girl was kind and sentimental. He had been kind to her lately, and she had developed feelings for him. If nothing had happened, the man could almost predict that they would one day fall in love. But now his original plan was disrupted. However, he could still use Ruoyu's certain 'weaknesses' to control . The man, panting heavily, buried his head in her chest, sucking hard on her small nipple. His hands weren't , he pulled down the girl's panties. The sunlight outside the window was still dazzling… but the light inside the room was very dim. In this corner where the 'sunlight' couldn't reach, the man's strong body pressed down firmly on the petite, snow-white body beneath him. A moment later, a faint cry was heard… Ruoyu's emotions, after a rollercoaster of ups and downs, finally rallied Thinking about her future, it wasn't entirely hopeless… America! Her father had promised her that after giving birth, she could study abroad—a place she had never dared to dream of, but now it was her emotional anchor. As long as she studied abroad and gained a prestigious education, her future life would be different. She could choose a strange place and start a new life. In her mind, she excluded the man and the future child, but reality and ideals always differ. Not thinking about them didn't mean they didn't exist. Therefore, she should never have too many expectations for the future. Ruoyu's final exams were held at the hospital. There was only a small table, a chair, and a school . The man promised her that her student status would be maintained, and she would participate in the school's major exams every year, just in a different location—others in classrooms, she in a private space. Ruoyu had nothing to complain about, because she knew it was useless. Her life would be monotonous ; she wouldn't see a spacious playground, youthful faces, or crowded cafeterias … Her living space would be very small, but of course, she would have some of the things she needed, such as private tutors and a good education. This was the foundation of her future life. That evening, as soon as the man entered the room, he saw Ruoyu leaning against a cushion, watching TV in bed. "Dad, you're back!" The girl got out of bed, a smile on her face. Ruoyu was trying to relax. She saw ; she needed to learn to face him with an open mind and heart. She didn't want a life that was too oppressive, otherwise, when she had to leave, her mental state would be severely damaged, making it difficult to integrate into her future life. Moreover, when she hadn't gone against the man's wishes, her father had been quite considerate; now their identities were confused, an unchangeable fact. The girl had gone through so much, and she knew how to face things without hurting herself. Actually, she had always understood, but subconsciously she couldn't get over it, couldn't convince herself, and as a result, she suffered a lot. Now that she had agreed to have his child, no matter how awkward it felt, she had to learn to let go. The man was tall and imposing, with broad shoulders and long legs. He wore a royal blue suit with a dashing and upright air, looking energetic and pleasing to the eye. He placed his briefcase on the table beside him, and with a long arm, pulled the girl into a tight embrace. He gently pecked the girl's red lips and asked with a smile, "You seem very happy. You must ." The girl felt a little shy, the man's strong scent filling her nostrils. She nodded, "It was alright, just my English was a bit weak. I wasn't sure about the answers to a few reading comprehension questions, and my listening comprehension was so-so too." English had always been the girl's weak point. She hadn't planned to study abroad before, so she hadn't paid much attention to it. But the man had given her a different kind of hope. If she had to choose, she would choose the best, so studying in the United States was her first choice for the future. Thus, English had become a very tricky subject. "Hmm!" the man sighed, drawing out the syllable with interest. "Does the teacher have any extra test papers?" the man asked, putting the girl down and looking down at her. English was as easy for the man as his mother tongue; after all, he was a "sea turtle" (a term for someone who has lived independently in the US since middle school). Ruoyu wasn't completely unaware of the man's experiences; she knew what he wanted to do, but the teacher didn't have any extra worksheets for her. Seeing the girl shake her head, the man gently patted her buttocks and then pointed to his briefcase. "Go get my phone and PDA." The man's phone had recently malfunctioned, completely erasing all the business data stored on it. He'd just replaced it with a new, brand-new, original American phone, and hadn't even had time to input contact information. So he could only check the PDA when making calls. After taking the phone, the man didn't take the PDA the girl offered, but instead gave her a name. Ruoyu understood his meaning and quickly retrieved the phone number and contact information. It clearly stated: "Amidst the turmoil."

The school principal.

Ruoyu's heart skipped a beat. Was the man really calling the school for such a small matter?

He spoke briefly, his language concise and clear, basically asking for another English exam paper.

After the man hung up, Ruoyu felt a little embarrassed and said, "Dad, no need, it's too much trouble."

The man handed her the phone, smiling, "It's nothing. The principal would love for me to order him around. I fund

the school I have some privileges. It's just a small matter."

Hearing this, Ruoyu didn't know how to respond and planned to put her phone and PDA aside.

"Could you transfer all the data from my PDA to my phone? I have a data cable in my bag. I'm going to

take a shower ."

As he spoke, the man began to undress. His large, calloused fingers slowly unbuttoned his shirt.

Seeing the girl standing there with her lips slightly pursed, the man smiled amiably.

"What, you don't want to? Fine, come in and shower with me."

Actually, the girl just thought the man was making a mountain out of a molehill. Even though she would never

be able to go back to that school, she didn't want to become the subject of gossip.

Ruoyu quickly took a step back, dodging the man's outstretched hand, glaring at him fiercely

before running away. The man's arrogant laughter rang out behind her, a mixture of smugness and joy.

When the man came out wearing a beige bathrobe, Ruoyu had already done what he asked her to do and then

brewed him a pot of tea.

Holding the steaming hot Biluochun tea, the man felt the warmth spread from his fingertips to his heart.

"You were very good today!" The man was in a great mood and didn't hesitate to praise the girl.

Seeing her smile shyly, the man also shared some good news: "I just asked the hospital, and they said

your recovery is going very well. You can be discharged the day after tomorrow."

Ruoyu, however, didn't show much joy. What good would being discharged do? She'd still be confined to her room.

The man seemed to sense her thoughts and continued, "In a few days, come with me for a walk."

The girl looked up and instinctively asked, "Where to?"

The tea was still hot, not suitable for large gulps, so the man took a small sip and said, "To D City."

Ruoyu knew that city; it was in the Northeast, near the sea, and she'd heard it was very clean, with beautiful scenery, and a

popular tourist destination.

"How many days are you going? Are we going to have fun?"

The man nodded: "About four or five days. You could say we're going to have fun, but we also need to meet some people.

The main reason we're going is for my class reunion, which you attended before."

Ruoyu immediately remembered that group of people around the man's age last year, and the group of

girls who bullied her.

Seeing that the girl remained silent, her face expressionless, and somewhat quiet,

the man asked, frowning. "What's wrong? Don't want to go?"

Ruoyu bit her lip and lifted her eyelids: "Well, not really."

"You seem a little unhappy. Tell me the truth. You know I hate people who beat around the bush. By

now you should know how to answer my questions in a way that will be more advantageous for you."

The man narrowed his eyes and began to 'lecture' the girl again.

She didn't want to talk about her experience of being bullied; it was humiliating. But now that the man had said such

things, hiding it would only anger him.

So she told him the truth.

Ruoyu knew very well that even if she told him, it wouldn't change the man's original intention.

Why did

? It was to take her out and show her off. The girl wasn't unaware that her beauty was a rare resource.

After listening, the man chuckled: "I understand. They're jealous of you, and you're afraid of

running into those girls again, right?"

Ruoyu lowered her head and nodded slightly.

"Xiaoyu, you don't need to worry. You might not know, but my friends are all very promiscuous. They

change women like they change clothes. Usually, they don't date a woman for more than six months, so

the chances of you running into them this time are almost zero."

The man put down his teacup, looking at the girl with a half-smile. This was Ruoyu's first time on an airplane.

The cabin was first class, with a wide view and fairly comfortable seats.

The girl's face lit up with excitement; she looked around, taking in everything

.

Mu Haotian glanced at her sideways, a playful smile on his lips, thinking, "This little devil

won't be in such a relaxed mood soon.

" After the cabin door closed, the plane began to taxi rapidly on the runway, its speed increasing steadily.

Ruoyu, having seen the flight attendant's demonstration, had already fastened her seatbelt, but still felt a pang of anxiety.

Finally, the plane retracted its landing gear, soaring into the blue sky.

The girl felt her body moving out of control, her blood rushing backward. Her extreme tension made this

feeling even more pronounced; she gripped her seatbelt tightly, staring wide-eyed at the man beside her.

He hadn't even fastened his seatbelt, casually flipping through a magazine.

As the plane climbed higher, Ruoyu's heart pounded. Despite telling herself not to look down,

she couldn't help glancing out the window.

White clouds floated around her, the scenery below blurry like ants.

Ruoyu felt dizzy, her stomach churning. Suppressing her nausea, she turned

pale, and her legs involuntarily dug into the ground, as if that would give her strength.

Yes, in the air, the girl felt unsteady, as if she might fall at any moment, so she

subconsciously wanted to 'stand' more firmly.

The man looked up from his magazine: "Relax. If you're scared, don't look out."

Ruoyu pouted, looking like she was about to cry, unbuckled her seatbelt, and grabbed the man's large hand.

The warmth from his hand made her feel a little better.

The man put down the magazine, his smile tinged with helplessness.

"Shall we switch seats?" Ruoyu leaned against the small window. Outside, there were many floating objects, which should have been a

pleasant experience—enjoying the white clouds and sunshine.

But clearly, the girl wasn't "lucky" enough to enjoy it.

Ruoyu glanced at him, but didn't speak, still looking frightened. Seeing this, the man didn't force her

. Instead, he reached over her and swiftly pulled the small window on the side of the plane closest to her closed.

"How are you now? Feeling better?"

The man squeezed her hand tightly, letting her truly feel his protective strength.

Ruoyu remained silent, resting her head on the man's shoulder, hoping to be closer to him, as it seemed

safer that way.

"Don't look."

The girl stopped him when he picked up a magazine with his other hand.

Mu Haotian knew she was feeling airsick, so he considerately put down his book, turned slightly to his side, and

wrapped his arms around to make her more comfortable.

"Okay, Xiaoyu, if you say you won't look, then I won't."

Time passed slowly, and the girl, like a kitten, nestled against the man, her breathing becoming increasingly regular,

seemingly asleep.

"Sir, would you like something to drink?" A pretty flight attendant approached with a smile.

The man looked down at the girl and gently shook his head.

He didn't want Ruoyu to be disturbed; since she was asleep, he hoped she would have sweet dreams.

Three hours later, the plane circled over D City on time. Ruoyu vaguely felt someone gently nudging her,

and then reluctantly opened her eyes.

A pleasant female voice sounded in her ear: "The plane is descending; please fasten your seatbelts."

Ruoyu immediately perked up, rubbed her eyes, straightened up from her reclining position, and looked sleepily at...

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