She woke up and wondered how long it had been. She struggled to open her eyes and saw that she was lying on the bed in a hospital's premier room.

"Miss Xia! You're awake." The maid Ms. Chen's said with surprise and worries. Looking at the old lady who was really concerned about her, Ranran forced a smile, "I' m fine, don' t worry."

"Fine? Your face is extremely pale." Ms. Chen's eyes were red as she stood up and brought her some hot mushroom chicken soup." I just made this. Come on, try it."

Ranran shook her head, "I don' t want to eat anything."

"You've just had a miscarriage. Mr. Huo said I must take care of you and help you recover as soon as possible." Ms. Chen said worriedly. Hearing Huo Beiting's name, Ranran's face changed immediately. She covered her ears and interrupted, "Don't mention his name! I don't want to hear that!"

Huo Beiting strode in and took the chicken soup from Ms. Chen's hands. "Let me do this." Madam Chen sighed and carefully helped Ranran sit up and let her comfortably lean against the bed. He placed the chicken soup to Ranran's mouth in a compelling manner. "

Looking at his handsome but cold face, Ranran suddenly became bold and knocked off the bowl of chicken soup, "I don't need you to pretend to be caring for me! "

The exquisite enamel bowl was shattered. The soup, the chicken, and the mushrooms were scattered all over the floor. "Miss, what are you doing? Mr. Huo does this for your own good." Ms. Chen shook her head and quickly went outside to fetch a mop to clean up the mess.

Huo Beiting didn' t say anything and went to get another bowl of soup. This time, he sat down on the edge of the bed and scooped up a spoon of soup. He calmly fed it to her mouth, "How do you fight with me if you're weak?"

Xia ran's eyes reddened, but she stubbornly held back her tears, "I'll eat it myself." "

Huo Beiting watched her finish her soup, stony-faced. Ms. Chen sighed with relief and took away the empty bowl.

Ranran stroked her messy hair and said desperately: "the baby is gone. Now, you' re happy?"

"Of course." Huo Beiting gritted his teeth and replied coldly, "Xia Ranran, remember, you're as nasty as your mother is."

"Then don't touch me from now on!" Ranran suppressed the pain that was spreading in her heart, forced a wry smile, and her eyes glistened with tears, "I' m nasty. Don' t attach my nastiness to your noble body." "

"But I love touching you!" Huo Beiting grabbed her slender wrist and gave her a wicked and frivolous smile," Ranran, don' t you know? Your body is my favorite snack now. Since the moment that you took off your clothes and laid on my bed at 20, you could never escape from me."

"Piss off!" Ranran's voice trembled with anger.

"You' re getting increasingly bolder. I think I need to refresh your memory." Beiting pulled her over and kissed her hard on her soft red lips.