"Yes, it's my fault. I shouldn't have hurt you so hard! But I really didn't mean to do this. Xiao Qiao, can you believe me? I never wanted to hurt you!

I just want to take good care of you and cherish you. Can you give me a chance? We can still have another baby without it!" Qinghan squatted on the ground, looking at Xiao Qiao at a loss, and the tears he held back could no longer be

The tears flowed down uncontrollably, and the man didn’t shed tears easily, but he didn’t reach the sad point!

"Do you think it's still possible for us to have another child? Is it still possible?" Xiao Qiao laughed loudly, with a cry in his voice, "It's impossible, it will never be possible! I can't be with you anymore.

, I can’t force myself! As soon as I see you, I will think of the fact that your mother killed my mother, and my heart will hurt! Do you know! Why? Why is that?

Look like this, why did your mother kill my mother! Why did you kill our child so cruelly! Do you know what the lot I asked for was under the big banyan tree that day. I wanted to ask the Bodhisattva to give me a child.

The Bodhisattva said that I would have a child. But it turned out that the child was killed by his biological father. He was killed by you! How can I live with you, how can I forgive you!"

Qinghan's heartbroken words made Qinghan's face turn pale. He could not utter a single word from his clenched lips, and his body felt cold from head to toe. He looked at Xiao Qiao's hateful eyes and her trembling body.

, every word was like a sharp sword inserted into his heart. It was over, it was really over, he and Xiao Qiao were really over, and the facts that he dared not face and escape were so ruthless and cold

placed in front of him.

"Ah..." Qinghan roared wildly and punched the floor violently. The wound on his right palm oozed a bright red color again. He rushed out of the house like crazy and merged into the bright icy night. He watched Qinghan's lonely figure leave her.

Determined to go away, all the pain in Xiao Qiao's heart burst out at this moment. He cried bitterly and collapsed in Wan Xin's arms. He cried hoarsely, and his miserable cry cut through the vast night.

The bickering and playing tricks when they first met, the quarrels and entanglements in the wedding night, the jealousy with Yuan Feng, the desperate efforts in Bei Mo Pavilion, the long journey to chase his wife in Heifeng Village, and the long and heart-to-heart talk at the end of the quiet river all night.
Chapter completed!