Chapter 1 Congratulations, You're Pregnant

After three years of marriage, Gu Mingyu slept with An Xiangrong for the first time.

Three years ago, for the sake of An Ling, Gu Mingyu had strangled her throat, claiming he'd rather die than sleep with her.

Three years later, again for the sake of An Ling, Gu Mingyu suppressed all his disgust and became a real husband to An Xiangrong.

An Xiangrong lay brutally pressed under him on the cold, hard floor, but that was insignificant compared to the icy chill in her heart.

An Xiangrong felt a pain so intense that tears streamed down her face, whether from her heart or her body, she did not know.

She had crazily loved Gu Mingyu for sixteen years, sacrificing the most beautiful years of her life for a mere glimpse of his attention, only to end up being used as a tool to save An Ling!

Laughable!

Her hopes evaporated as she looked ahead with a faint smile, "Gu Mingyu…you want to have a child with me so you can use the baby's umbilical cord blood to save An Ling? Dream on! I curse her, curse her to die before that day comes!"

Gu Mingyu's movements faltered, then he suddenly withdrew and violently grabbed An Xiangrong's hair, slamming her head onto the floor.

"An Xiangrong, finally admitting it? Admitting your jealousy of An Ling! Admitting your hatred for An Ling! Admitting how you've continuously insulted and plotted against An Ling!"

"An Xiangrong, how could there be such a vicious woman like you in this world?! You and your brother disgust me!"

"If not for your capability to bear a child, I wouldn't touch you in this lifetime! Even the garbage in the trash is cleaner than you!"

"You better pray that An Ling remains safe, or else, I will make sure you accompany her in death!"

…It hurts so much.

An Xiangrong's head was spinning from the impact, she could see the blood stain on the floor, yet her laughter grew louder.

A sense of unfathomable panic flashed through Gu Mingyu's mind, too quick to catch and leaving him irritable. He gripped An Xiangrong's shoulders, turning her around and slapped her across the face.

"An Xiangrong, what are you laughing at?!"

"Gu Mingyu, I'm laughing at you!" An Xiangrong laughed uncontrollably.

She was naturally beautiful, even without makeup she outshone everyone. She was the most beautiful flower in Rong City's business district, standing out from the crowd.

Her stunning face combined with such a laugh gave off a certain eerie flavor.

"I'm laughing at you! You're so successful in business, yet you can't even see the simple truth! My brother bullying An Ling? Hahaha, such nonsense could only be believed by you!"

"I tell you! Even a stray dog on the street is cleaner than An Ling!"

'Slap!'

Another harsh slap landed on An Xiangrong's face, yet her smile remained unchanged.

"I'm laughing at myself too. Knowing that I'm just a nobody to you, Gu Mingyu, yet I still cling on, always hopeful, believing that someday you would see the truth and turn towards me."

"But I forgot, a nobody will always be a nobody in your heart, Gu Mingyu. Even if one day you do turn around, it's already too late, it's already long dead and you won't care anymore!"

"Gu Mingyu, even a fart from An Ling smells good to you, how could you possibly believe me?!"

Gu Mingyu's pupils contracted, and he stiffly stood up, looking down at An Xiangrong, "Before you successfully give birth to a child, you are not allowed to leave this room!"

An Xiangrong's laughter abruptly stopped, her eyes widened in disbelief, "You, Gu Mingyu, you want to imprison me? By what right? You have no right to do so!"

A sense of satisfaction finally surfaced in Gu Mingyu's heart. Yes, this was exactly the response An Xiangrong, who had been tormenting An Ling all this while, deserved. She had no right to look at him as if he had done something wrong. She should be frightened, discontented, suffering!

"I have no right to do this? An Xiangrong, the one who has no right to say this is you!"

Gu Mingyu stood up and walked to the door, suddenly pausing and turning around with a cruel smile.

"An Xiangrong, I advise you to obediently give birth to a child for me. Otherwise, I will make An Group and your brother disappear from this world immediately!"

Watching Gu Mingyu disappear from her sight, An Xiangrong suddenly felt like a beautiful porcelain doll without a soul, sitting dazedly on the floor.

After a while, she muttered to herself, "Gu Mingyu, I've underestimated… just how ruthless you can be."

Her parents died in a car accident three years ago, her brother, An Jie, was the only family she has left in this world.

"They say to hit a snake you aim for its seven-inch vital part, Gu Mingyu, you truly are… the biggest disaster of my life."

At eight o'clock in the evening.

An Xiangrong saw Gu Mingyu again.

During their three years of marriage, not even on their wedding night did he set foot in their room. Yet now, for An Ling, he visited twice in a day.

However, along with Gu Mingyu, two doctors in their white lab coats came in.

Gu Mingyu walked into the room, "Give her a shot of ovulation-inducing hormones. Scale up the dose; ignore her health. As long as it increases her chance of getting pregnant, any method will do."

An Xiangrong stared in disbelief, watching as she was held down by one doctor while another prepared a syringe.

"Mr. Gu, I've administered the ovulatory substance. As the dose is triple the usual volume, the next ten hours would be the most effective for conception," a doctor informed him.

"I understood," Gu Mingyu nodded, then waved his hand dismissively. After the doctors had left, he sat on the couch and casually picked up a magazine to read.

An Xiangrong watched Gu Mingyu, who was still as handsome and aloof as when she first met him. His face so perfectly chiseled, it was as if it had been carved by a celestial being.

Before, every sight of him made her heart flutter, yet now all that remained was bitterness and regret.

For the sake of saving An Ling, he really spared no conscience. She, An Xiangrong, was worth less than a stray dog to him. Ovulation-inducing hormones tripled in dosage, haha!

Very quickly, Gu Mingyu put down the newspaper and stood up. He roughly dragged An Xiangrong off the bed, showing no mercy nor speaking a word.

As a result of the ovulation-inducing substance, Gu Mingyu was insatiable that day.

It continued until An Xiangrong had completely lost her voice, pain rendering her unconscious.

Every day after that, An Xiangrong would relive the same nightmare, Gu Mingyu would bring the doctor in to administer the ovulation-inducing substance. After which, he would mechanically take her to bed.

The anticipation she once yearned for had transformed into a scar on her heart, layer upon layer, suffocating An Xiangrong.

A week later, Gu Mingyu threw a lab result at her. Standing high and looking down, he was as indifferent as a stranger.

"An Xiangrong, congratulations, you're pregnant."