Hiding her pregnant belly! The wicked ex-wife of the true young master has awakened.

A luxurious pink and white bedroom.

A petite girl in a light-colored haute couture dress kicked a boy in the back of the knee, her porcelain-white face full of disgust and disdain.

"What are you doing? Behave yourself!"

The tall boy, his hands bound with hemp rope, fell to his knees on the thick white cashmere carpet. He let out a muffled groan from the pain, his body limp, and he stared at her intently.

"...What did you give me to eat?"

"What do you want with me, kidnapping me here?!"

Jinzhi hated being stared at by his sharp, phoenix-shaped eyes.

Despite being in a kneeling, subservient position, the rope binding him forced him to hunch over, stubbornly raising his head.

Like a lion ready to pounce at any moment.

The boy's bangs were scattered across his forehead, revealing his rarely seen pale face.

He has prominent bone structure and a very handsome, fair face.

This was the first time Jinzhi had looked directly at him up close.

But this is not the point.

The most striking feature is his pair of dark, phoenix-shaped eyes, which are very aggressive and resemble his mother, Ms. Wen.

And her nose is so prominent, it looks a lot like her daddy's.

It's so superior that it makes you want to destroy it.

While she was beautiful, she didn't resemble any member of the Jin family in any way.

Two months ago, out of boredom, she compared her blood type with her parents' during a school physical examination and accidentally discovered that she was not their biological daughter.

The poor boy in front of them, who uses scholarships and grants every year, is their real son!

This is simply a joke on her.

But that is indeed the case.

But why isn't she a real member of the Kim family!

This poor, lowly boy is actually the Jin family's biological son!

She's lived the life of a pampered young lady for over twenty years; isn't it ridiculous to switch back now?

Throwing her into the slums is like sending her to her death.

That's why she didn't go.

Jinzhi curled her alluring lips into a smile, looking charming and lovely, but she swung the belt in her hand at the boy.

Using a belt to lift his smooth jawline, her voice was both sweet and wicked: "What you ate doesn't matter, it's just to make you weak, it won't harm your body."

"As for bringing you here—of course it's to fuck you, you down-and-out."

She posted a request for help online, and the suggestions from netizens were great: as long as she got pregnant with this poor but rich guy's child, her parents would definitely not kick her out.

If she makes a scene again and reluctantly marries this poor boy, she can continue living the life of a pampered young lady.

The boy's sharp demeanor softened slightly, and his pupils contracted abruptly as his Adam's apple bobbed.

"...What nonsense are you talking about?"

Jinzhi rolled her eyes, then condescended to half-squat down. Her clear, pure, star-like eyes, along with her delicate, fragrant white hand, lightly patted his cheek.

Her glossy lips, coated with honey-colored lip gloss, parted slightly, and she uttered a startling statement:

"Make love, do you even understand? Do I have to spell it out so bluntly? Don't pretend to be a blockhead, you country bumpkin."

The boy's earlobes were tinged with red, hidden by his dark hair, which Jinzhi did not notice.

She was wearing a square-necked white dress and was half-bending over in front of him.

Her plump, white skin appeared uncontrollably before his eyes. The boy looked away, trying to hold his breath and avoid smelling the sweet, fresh scent emanating from her room and her body. He stepped back slightly.

"Impossible, Jinzhi, I don't have time to play games with you. Let me go."

Jinzhi lifted his chin, met his evasive eyes, and suddenly smiled.

Her clear and gentle voice is soft yet not cloying; it is clear and clean.

"Impossible? Nothing in this world is impossible. If something is impossible, it's just that the conditions aren't right."

She threw two stacks of cash at him.

"Is this enough to buy you one night?"

The warm yellow light from the crystal chandelier shone on her head, casting a yellowish glow on her chestnut curly hair. She looked like a fairy, yet the things she did were extremely wicked.

He closed his eyes, leaned against the foot of the bed, and said in a cold, hard voice, "Jinzhi, don't do anything underhanded. Let me go, and I'll just assume you're out of your mind. We'll pretend this never happened."

Jinzhi curled her lips into a mocking smile and threw several more stacks of cash heavily out.

The banknotes scattered in the air and landed on him.

Her right foot, clad in small leather shoes, stepped onto his chest, which was covered with red banknotes. She raised her chin slightly and looked down at him condescendingly.

"Is 50,000 enough to buy your virginity? I can get a male prostitute at a club for about the same price."

A blatant humiliation.

Ye Yu opened his eyes, his gloomy eyes fixed on her.

Jinzhi added fuel to the fire, "You can even order a virgin at a club? Are you one? After all, I'm so pretty. If you're not, this is a losing proposition for me. I'll halve the price!"

He is a must.

It is also necessary to take the opportunity to humiliate him.

Otherwise, their identities will be exposed later.

How can she still bully him?

Furthermore, she still had the advantage of being pregnant, so she wasn't afraid of his revenge.

Let's have fun first and worry about the consequences later.

Ye Yu gritted his teeth, utterly astonished that these words had come from her mouth, and his face turned terribly pale.

"Jinzhi, do you even know anything about propriety, morality, or shame? Do you have any manners? We have absolutely no relationship, so don't even think about letting me go!"

"I won't let go, what can you do about it? I'll make you furious."

Jinzhi withdrew her foot from his chest, turned her clear, bright eyes, tilted her head, and sighed softly.

Ye Yu thought she had changed her mind, and his tense body had just relaxed when he saw her go to the bedside table, take something out of it, and then return.

Jinzhi, ever good-natured, bent down again and stuffed the bank card in her hand into his collar.

The movements were as practiced as tipping a male prostitute at a club.

"Fine, if you're not a virgin, then I'll consider myself unlucky and at a loss today. If you're not willing to pay 50,000, then I'll double it to 100,000. The password is six eights. You couldn't earn that much even if you did part-time work for a year."

Ye Yu's last shred of dignity was shattered, and he struggled desperately against the rope binding his upper body.

"Don't even think about paying any amount of money; you're committing a crime!"

Jinzhi's smiling, delicate face instantly turned gloomy. She picked up the belt from the carpet and swung it at his chest, her arched eyebrows furrowing.

"Ye Yu, don't be stubborn. I remember your mother is still in the hospital waiting for money. This 100,000 yuan is just enough for her medical expenses during this period."

She smiled again, though the smile didn't reach her eyes.

"Or do you want her to stay sick forever? I'm saving your mother."

Ye Yu's struggling body calmed down on the carpet covered in cash, his cold, hard voice concealing a deep unease.

"Jinzhi, consider this money a loan from me. I'll pay you back double when I earn more, and I'll give you an IOU. But I can't fulfill your request; that wouldn't be right."

They were not in a relationship.

Jinzhi tossed aside the decorative belt from her skirt that she had used to humiliate him, her voice cold: "You really have morals, but unfortunately, you've met someone without morals like me."

She lifted his chin.

"The money is yours, and I'm taking your person tonight too."