After being reborn, I hugged the villainous boss tightly.

When Ye Zhuxi saw him, the grievances in her heart instantly reached their peak. She angrily raised her hand and slapped the man across the face, causing his handsome face to be turned to one side!

"Fu Jingyuan, you liar! You deceived me! I hate you so much!"

Ye Zhuxi's eyes turned red with anger, and she stepped forward and punched him hard in the chest.

The man's face was gloomy, and a ruthless glint appeared in his eyes. He raised his hand, grabbed her hand that was hitting him, and pulled her closer to him.

"Do you want to die?"

"..."

Ye Zhuxi's eyes were slightly red. She looked up and met the man's cold gaze: "Fu Jingyuan, you've wanted to kill me for a long time, haven't you? You never loved me at all, and you even killed my father!"

"Love, how ridiculous! Only cowards need this ephemeral emotion!"

"I don't know you, and I certainly don't like you!"

He spoke expressionlessly, then roughly pushed her away.

Ye Zhuxi looked at the unfamiliar coldness in his eyes, and her heart instantly turned cold.

"Men, seize her and take her back to the camp for interrogation!"

After coldly giving his orders, the man didn't look at her again and walked out.

The people here did not treat Ye Zhuxi well because she was pregnant. They imprisoned her along with others. During this time, she witnessed Fu Jingyuan beat the captured people to death. He was extremely cold-hearted.

The man looked up and saw her staring at him in disbelief. The shock in her eyes amused him. He gestured to his men to bring her out.

After Ye Zhuxi was dragged out, he ordered her to be tied to the rack. He glanced down at her swollen belly, and suddenly curled his lips into a smile, a dangerous glint flashing in his eyes.

"Fu Jingyuan, you're a madman! You disgust me!" Ye Zhuxi's chest heaved with anger as she glared at him fiercely.

The man wasn't annoyed to hear himself being scolded; instead, he approached her with great interest and touched her round belly with the whip in his hand.

"What are you going to do?"

Seeing her frightened yet trying to appear calm, the man immediately became interested.

He slowly moved the whip from her stomach to her fair face, his eyes fixed on her exquisite features, and suddenly a smile curled at the corners of his lips.

"I am indeed curious about what it's like to be pregnant!"

"You..." Ye Zhuxi was so angry that she almost couldn't catch her breath.

Upon hearing this, a subordinate hurriedly flattered, "Master, you're curious? Isn't there one right here? Bring it back to your tent, and who will know!"

"..."

Looking into the man's unfamiliar and ruthless eyes, Ye Zhuxi suddenly felt a little scared. She was no longer alone; she was carrying a child. If Fu Jingyuan went crazy, there was no guarantee he wouldn't do something to her child.

Unexpectedly, he nodded in agreement with his subordinate's suggestion and led the man into his tent.

The others treated her as a tool for their master to vent his frustrations, completely disregarding her pregnant belly, and pushed her in hard.

Ye Zhuxi staggered a few steps after being pushed, and was about to fall to the ground, but luckily the man grabbed her.

He turned around and glanced at the subordinate who had almost pushed her over: "Do you want me to sleep with a bloodied person in my arms?"

"Master, spare my life! I promise I won't do it again!" The man was so frightened that he quickly knelt down and kowtowed.

This master is now known in the north for his ruthlessness; no rebel who falls into his hands can escape alive.

"roll!"

Ye Zhuxi looked at the unfamiliar man in front of her, swallowed hard, and slowly backed away.

"You think you can run away!"

The man noticed her movements, and his beautiful phoenix eyes slightly lifted.

He lifted his foot and approached her step by step, forcing her to retreat.

Ye Zhuxi shrank back onto the bed in fear, her almond-shaped eyes fixed on him.

As he drew closer, she felt a surge of anger and raised her hand without thinking, ready to slap him across the face.

This time, the man wasn't stupid. He raised his hand and firmly grasped the hand she was hitting, then pulled her closer to him and took a deep, morbid breath on her.

"I don't know why, but I really like your scent, yet I feel utterly disgusted when I look at your face. Why do you say that is?"

"Because you're sick!" Ye Zhuxi glared at him.

Seeing the overwhelming hatred in her eyes, the man chuckled: "Is it because I don't love you that you're so angry?"

"Stop trying to glorify yourself. I don't care about your love. I want you to give my father back his life!"

As she spoke, she raised her hand and grabbed his neck, using all her strength, but she couldn't hurt the man at all.

He simply raised his hand and gently pulled her down.

"Let me go!" Ye Zhuxi's hands were restrained, and she could only desperately twist her body.

He leaned down, his gaze slowly taking in every inch of her swollen belly.

Even though she was already dressed, when his wicked gaze fell upon her, Ye Zhuxi suddenly felt as if she were naked.

The man pinned her down with one hand and reached out to touch her round belly: "Seven months, that's great!"

"Don't touch me, take your dirty hands away!" Fearing he would hurt her child, Ye Zhuxi panicked and her voice trembled.

"But I don't like your belly, what should I do!"

"Fu Jingyuan, this is also your child!" Ye Zhuxi exclaimed in shock.

The man sneered, "I would never have a child with a woman like you!"

"..." Ye Zhuxi thought that she hated Fu Jingyuan and wouldn't care about his vicious words, but when she heard him say this, she suddenly felt a pang of pain in her heart.

His long, slender, fair hand moved to her rosy face. Looking at her delicate and fragile face, he was momentarily stunned.

But he snapped back to his senses in an instant, disgust flashing in his eyes as he coldly moved away from her.

"Fu Jingyuan, you...don't you remember me?" Although I wasn't sure, judging from his reaction over the past two days, he seemed to have no recollection of me at all, his eyes filled with indifference and unfamiliarity.

"Why should I remember someone who is insignificant!"

Ye Zhuxi was startled. She grabbed him, her body weary, and asked, "You really don't remember me at all?"

The man's face remained as cold as ever, and he impatiently brushed away her hand that was tugging at his sleeve.

"I don't know who you are, and I have no interest in pregnant women!"

At this point, he raised his hand and grabbed her fragile neck: "Tell me, what is your relationship with Zhou Er of Daqi? Why did he risk his life to save you?"

"Who...are you?"

"I……"

He tightened his grip, his eyes devoid of any tenderness. Ye Zhuxi was struggling to breathe, her face flushed red, but he continued to exert force. Watching her painful struggle, he felt inexplicably irritated.