Upon hearing her words, Tang Yuchen's pitch-black eyes grew even more gloomy, a chilling sharpness passing through them.
The phrase "bastard child" had crossed his bottom line.
He let out a cold, scornful laugh, his tone icy and dangerous, "What do you think I married you for? To have you bear children for me!"
An Ruo's pupils shrank slightly as he added, "If I want you to give birth, then you must!"
As soon as his words fell, the man's strong body instantly overpowered hers; An Ruo instinctively struggled, but he caught both of her slender wrists with one hand, pinning them above her head.
His other hand violently tore off the clothes she was wearing.
Hiss—
The sound of fabric being ripped apart was enough to send shivers down one's spine.
The man's ferocity was something she could not withstand.
He grasped her waist tightly, and without any warning, he entered her body ferociously, with an intense sense of punishment.
