Chapter 1: I live just for you

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In a dim room, a few white coats pressed a struggling woman. The woman's eyes were wide and the old and thin appearance was hard to be recognized. She was Zeng Jinhong and the shadow of a million people.
"Isn't this the first time?" The servant raised her mean sneer and hugged her arm, her gaze stopped at Yan Huan's already swollen belly.
"The worst is to move, otherwise be careful that your blood is running out, and even the children are running out. If this is not useful, do you think you can still be the young grandma of the landing family, delicious and delicious for you? "
"Well..." Suddenly, a thick needle tube had been plunged into Yan Huan's blood vessel. She clenched her hands and allowed the whole body's blood to flow to a place until the warmth left her. body of.
After several doctors had drawn blood, they left in a hurry, but the servant came over and looked at the woman on the bed who had lost her face.
"After the movie, I yuck?" She spit Yan Huan's face. "Just like you, acting like a dead man. Qin Shao's family is so frustrated with your dead face. nausea."
Then, the sound of closing the door became the only sound here, and the surroundings were once again plunged into the darkness of this side.
Yan Huan lifted her powerless hands and wiped off her disgusting saliva on the face, and then she was like a dead person, and began to wait for death every day, but she was reluctant to die.
She pressed her hands on her swollen belly, not afraid, and yours, and yours...
The entertainment industry is the cruelest place, and the man who said that she loves her is even cruel.
The grand prize of this year's Xiaojinren Awards came on TV.
A pair of men and women are happy and weep, and they are tightly together, and they are not others. It is the protagonist who won the international award this time. Since then, their identity has jumped to the next level and become unmanned. I don’t know, an international superstar that everyone knows.
Oh, yes, a generation of superstars, her husband, and her husband's, the third.
Yan Huan stared coldly at the pair of men and women on the TV, whose skin was almost morbidly white, but at the age of twenty, she had already been in the thirties and oldness of her thirties. Her skin was dull and dull. The lines in the corners of her eyes are deepening. At this time, her exposed hands with green muscles are tightly holding the sofa next to her. The joints of her fingers are straining, and the knuckles are turning white, and the pair of eyes can be said to be beautiful. At first it was dim and godless, then hate, and finally it turned into forbearance.
Her lowered eyes landed on her slightly bulged belly.
"Child, do you know that there really isn't a good person in this world,"
Picking up the remote control and pressing hard, the sound on the TV came to an abrupt stop.
And from the initial madness, madness, hysterics, to now she admits her life, she is not noisy, and she is not willing to make trouble again. This is only more than twenty square meters, which is the world where she lives in the rest of her life, and also her life.
There is only one TV here, and on the TV, the film emperor and the shadow show are showing all the time. Then, she, she laughs, the tears of laughter come out, what is she.
It was Yan Huan, after an expired shadow, it was Mrs. Lu, or a dead man.
Perhaps these people used her as a dead person.
So what is she doing alive to draw her blood every few days?
She gently stroked her lower abdomen, her red lips trembling, "maybe alive just for you."
Who would have imagined that Yan Huan was the most promising new star in the entertainment industry, but later retired at the most glorious time of his career.