Recalling the fragments related to Mo Shaohan, thinking of Mo Li's painful eyes, Li Suqin, who had been mentally ill for more than 20 years... Bai Qianchi's nose tip was sore and his eyes were hot.

Guilt, self-blame, pain... all kinds of complex emotions surged up in an instant.

How could he be her father, a responsible and responsible person?

She would rather her biological father be a gangster, a drug dealer, or even Sun Hao whom she didn't know at all, but why was it him? How could it be him...

Why did she know the truth after he died?

Is it not good to hide it from her for the rest of my life?

How would she face the dead Mo Shaohan, how would she face Mo Li and her mother, and how would she view her own mother?

"It's very painful, right? His mother is a mistress, and his father is a man who cheated on his marriage, and he is still dead."

"...Shut up." Bai Qianchi stared at Phyllia with red eyes and warned coldly.

No matter how unbearable her parents were, it wasn't the turn of others to insult them.

"What's more ridiculous than this is that you made Mo Li fall in love with you. The beauty is really the same as your short-lived mother."

"Shut up, are your ears deaf?"

Bai Qianchi was excited, pulled his limbs and roared at her, and the cold handcuffs were pulled, making a clear sound.

"Look at it, don't move the fetal aura." Phyllia reached out and stroked Bai Qianchi's lower abdomen.

There was an elegant smile on my face from beginning to end, as if I was chatting and laughing after dinner with my friends.

The hand on the lower abdomen and Filiya's words made Bai Qianchi quiet.

Thinking of his current situation, Bai Qianchi began to become scared, not for himself, but for the child in his belly.

This woman is cruel and ruthless and can do anything.

Will her child... be in danger?

"Don't worry, I won't attack your child, but." Phyllia changed her tone: "I'm not the only one on this island. Whether you can save your child depends on your luck."

"How come there is such a vicious woman like you in the world? You are not afraid of going to the eighteen levels of hell after death."

"If you commit several deaths and go to the eighteen levels of hell, then your mother's sins are not just as simple as going to the eighteen levels of hell?"

"What's your relationship with my mother? What did she harm you?"

"Your mother is much more capable than you. She caused the two countries to raise troops for her, the relationship collapsed, how many innocent soldiers died, how many families were destroyed, and how many families were destroyed. Mo Shaohan abandoned his wife and children for her."

She said, slowly approaching Bai Qianchi's face.

"Not only that, she also made me unable to return home, unable to marry my beloved, and made me beaten by my elder brother who had been called for eighteen years. I was tortured by nightmares every night, making me worse than death, and making me feel painless, making me become neither human nor ghost. All this is because of your mother, An Yue! Xi!"

"She ran away from marriage and was free and free, but what about me? What's wrong with me? I was only eighteen years old at that time. Does anyone know how much I had endured?"

"Her willfulness hurt me."

"I have known her for more than ten years and have been more close to each other than my own sisters, but what in the end? What did she do to me? Did she think about me when she ran away? Did she think about her family? Did she think about both countries?"

"She is a selfish bitch who deserves a short life. She dies well and dies well."
Chapter completed!