Mr. President, Wansheng Jinan

He is unpredictable, cruel and cold-blooded. Grandma doesn't love her, and uncle doesn't love her. As soon as I got my marriage certificate, I brought home a woman whom I described as the equal of one big and one small. The rape-like demands on their wedding night made her miserable. "You bastard, I will kill you one day." A certain woman huddled in the corner and howled. "Kill me? You still think it's more practical for a slave to turn over and become a landlord. But to be honest, doing it with you is really pointless and totally disgraceful. From now on, you'd better just warm my bed." "You are so picky even though you are in vain. Who do you think you are? You really think you are the grandson of a phoenix." "Say it again?" Seeing the serious expression on the person on the bed, Su Yueyue immediately changed her words weakly, "I was born to warm your bed." "I'm pregnant." Holding the piece of paper saying she had a child, she didn't know whether to cry or laugh, but his answer made her cry. "Kill it off." Those two simple words sent her into an abyss. "Why?" "You don't deserve it." "You don't deserve it." Su Yueyue kicked the chair over. Newcomers and new articles, please support me dearly!