Reborn on the Night of the Abortion, the Little Rose Shows Off Her Baby Bump and Turns Up the Heat

[Reborn to pursue an older man, a sweet life doting on her after marriage and pregnancy, a 10-year age gap, a reserved older man in love × a pampered, sweet, affectionate actress who loves to act cute, and an adorable three-year-old adopted daughter.] A foolish sister-obsessed girl, the contrast group in a wealthy family. Yun Mingyan is a famous sister-obsessed girl in Beijing's elite circles. Ever since she was little, if her older sister told her to go east, she wouldn't dare go west. At 20, she married the 30-year-old tycoon Bo Yanhan. Because of their large age gap, Yun Mingyan assumed he had married her only to produce an heir. She liked him, but didn't dare confess her feelings. Her older sister gave her bad advice, egging her on to provoke Bo Yanhan so he would pay attention to her. Three months pregnant, she was urged to get an abortion at an illegal clinic and divorce him. The moment she lay on the operating table, she regretted it. As she tried to escape, her sister attempted to stab her to death and steal her fortune. At the critical moment, Bo Yanhan rushed in and took the blow for her. As he lay dying, he shielded her with all his strength. “Yanyan, don't be afraid.” “You don't love me. I'll let you go.” She never wanted him to die. And she loved him. Only after Bo Yanhan died did she learn that she was living in a wealthy-family contrast world. Her stepsister and brother-in-law were the contrast group to her and Bo Yanhan: the more miserable she and Bo Yanhan were, the happier her stepsister became. So her sister kept pushing her to provoke him and get an abortion. She was stealing the fortunes of both her and Bo Yanhan. That night, she held Bo Yanhan, covered in blood, at the illegal clinic and cried until dawn. She died of exhaustion and grief. When she awoke, she had returned to the night her sister took her to the illegal clinic for an abortion. This time, she wouldn't be a foolish sister-obsessed girl anymore. Supporting her three-month baby bump, she ran away. She wouldn't provoke him again. She would go home, win her husband's heart, and dote on his adopted daughter, too. “Honey, the baby kicked me. Come rub my belly.” “Honey, it's thundering. I'm scared. Come sleep with me.” “Honey, I love you!”