Hai Yue looked at Sikong Jingqiu calmly, and the mist gradually gathered in her eyes was blurred.
He is true, from beginning to end, he treats her as a purchased item.
So at this time, you can still be so calm and indifferent.
Haiyue sniffed hard and spoke hard, "I heard the conversation between you and Dr. Xia."
"So?" Sikong Jingqiu raised his eyes and waited for her to say next.
"You..." Hai Yue looked at Sikong Jingqiu's deep eyes, and her voice was choked in her throat and could not be made, "I really..."
Sikong Jingqiu looked at Haiyue's difficult words and took her words and continued, "I want to ask if you are my grandmother's only granddaughter?"
Haiyue nodded with difficulty.
"If you really want to know." Sikong Jingqiu paused, narrowed his eyes and said, "Yes."
"So..." Haiyue's heart twitched heavily, and her throat felt as painful as fire. "You are so good to me because of your child? You don't ask anything?"
Sikong Jingqiu lifted his eyelids, looked at Haiyue with a deep look, and threw the question back to her, "What do you think?"
Enough, no need to say more.
"If..." Haiyue turned pale, she closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and looked painful, "We are just a deal, you don't have to force yourself... to be so good to me. Since I agree, I will do it, too
If you sign your marriage certificate, you will definitely fulfill your promise. No matter what, I will give birth to one for you... no, even more..."
Sikong Jing pursed his lips and remained silent for a while, his eyes became deeper, "Is it such a painful thing to have a baby for me?"
No!
What made her suffer was not the matter of having a baby!
Instead, from beginning to end, he completely regarded this matter as a transaction and executed it; but she was deeply trapped in the tenderness of his charity, accompanied her heart and pushed herself to the brink of pain.
There is no way out again.
Her heart seemed to be cut by a sharp weapon, and blood was dripping out, causing her to feel so painful that she couldn't say anything, and her blood gradually solidified and became cold.
Sikong Jingqiu looked at Hai Yue's despairy expression and tears, a shadow flashed through his eyes, slowly stood up from the chair, turned his back to her, and looked out the window gradually
The sun sets in the west, his voice is slightly hoarse, "Do you still love Du Yunyan very much?" Haiyue didn't understand why Sikong Jingqiu asked Yunyan at this time, and didn't want to understand.
She only knew that she didn't want to admit that she had lost her heart in front of this cold-blooded and heartless person.
So, she nodded and forced herself to say something against her will, "...yes."
"Is that true?" Sikong Jingqiu stood there, the dim light of the setting sun slipping in through the window stretched out his shadow and imprinted it on the □□, and Haiyue placed it on the quilt's clenched fist.
It seemed as if it was heralding their relationship and was about to reach a freezing point, it was bleak and cold.
Haiyue didn't say anything anymore, lowered her head and stared at her white finger bones. A drop of crystal tears rolled down from her eyes and dripped on the back of her hand. Before Haiyue could see its opening clearly, she slipped into the blanket.
In the middle, it broke into a pool of small tears.
Sikong Jingqiu did not turn around, his eyes were always placed outside the window, and his voice was not retracted, "When I give birth to a child, I will let you go, before that, you'd better
Don’t have any involvement with Du Yunyan anymore. My ignorance and good temper will only happen once.”