The man in front of him had white clothes and red hair, a smile as cold as frost on his beautiful face, and his blood-red eyes were filled with a bloodthirsty cold light.
Suddenly, her mind was confused. She was in a daze for a while, and then San Huan's eyes gathered little by little, and then fell firmly on Jiyue Liuyin's face.
"You...what did you say..."
Even his voice trembled.
How can this be!
The child in her arms was fake, and the real child was killed by his biological father because of her escape.
It was just a nightmare, why did it become real?
There was still a look of disbelief in her eyes.
She still didn't believe that he wouldn't be so cruel.
No matter how cold-blooded he is to others, that child... is his biological daughter...
How could he do it!
"The child... is dead..."
Jiyue Liuyin's voice was light and airy, as if it would dissipate when a gust of wind blew.
But the words that came out of his mouth cut into her heart like a cold knife.
"The child..is dead?"
She looked at him blankly, then lowered her head and glanced blankly at the child in her arms.
Is this...really someone else's child?
Her eyebrows, her eyes, her nose, her mouth...
It really doesn't look like either of them.[
The only glimmer of hope left in my heart is disintegrating little by little.
Jiyue Liuyin still leaned down and put his head close to her, his breath hit the side of her face, and his cold voice drifted into her ears, "Yes, she's dead, I'll kill her with one palm."
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"She didn't even struggle, she just ran out of energy..."
It was like the sound coming from hell...it tore and gnawed at her broken heart again.
Jiang Xueya shook her head with an expression of disbelief, "No, it's impossible..."