Husband is bad: evil president is not easy to mess with

Haiyue stared at Sikong Jingqiu fixedly, the eyes were gradually blurred by the fog that gradually gathered.

He is real, from the beginning to the end, he treats her as a bought item.

So at this time, you can still be so calm, so indifferent.

Haiyue sniffed hard, and said with difficulty, "I heard the conversation between you and Dr. Xia."

"So?" Sikong Jingqiu raised his eyes, waiting for her next words.

"You..." Haiyue looked at Sikong Jingqiu's deep eyes, her voice was once choked up in her throat, "I really..."

Sikong Jingqiu looked at Haiyue's speech difficulties, took her words and continued, "I want to ask if you are grandma'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, her throat felt like it was on fire, "You are...so kind to me because of your child? So good that you don't ask anything?"

Sikong Jingqiu raised his eyelids, looked at Haiyue with deep eyes, and threw the question back to her, "You think so?"

Enough is enough, there is no need to say more.

"If..." Haiyue turned pale, she closed her eyes, took a deep breath, with a painful expression on her face, "It's just a deal between us, you don't have to force yourself... to be so nice to me. Since I agreed, I will If you sign the marriage certificate, you will definitely fulfill your promise. No matter what, I will give birth to you... no, even more..."

Sikong Jing pursed his lips and remained expressionless for a while, his eyes became deeper, "Is it such a painful thing to give birth to me?"

Do not!

It wasn't the childbirth that made her suffer!

Instead, he completely regarded and executed this matter as a deal from beginning to end; while she was deeply immersed in the tenderness of his charity, accompanied her heart, and pushed herself to the brink of pain.

No more, no way out.

Her heart seemed to have been cut open by a sharp weapon, and blood was gurgling out. The pain was so painful that she couldn't say anything, and the blood gradually froze and became cold.

Sikong Jingqiu fixedly looked at Haiyue's despairing expression and tears glistening pupils, a shadow flashed across his eyes, he slowly stood up from the chair, turned his back to her, and looked out the window gradually. The sun was setting in the west, her voice was hoarse, "You still love Du Yunyan very much?" Haiyue didn't understand why Sikong Jingqiu asked about Yunyan at this time, and she didn't want to understand.

All she knew was that she didn't want to admit that she had lost her heart in front of this cold-blooded and emotionless person.

So, she nodded and forced herself to say something against her will, "...Yes."

"Really?" Sikong Jingqiu stood there, the dim light of the setting sun that slipped in through the window elongated his shadow and imprinted it on the bed, and the sea moon rested on the tightly clenched fist on the quilt.

As if to herald that their relationship is about to reach a freezing point, it is desolate and cold.

Haiyue didn't speak any more, she lowered her head and stared at her white phalanx. A crystal tear rolled down from her eye socket and dripped on the back of her hand. In the middle of it, it was broken into a pool of small tear stains.

Sikong Jingqiu didn't turn around, his gaze was always on an unknown spot outside the window and he didn't look back, his voice didn't have a trace of warmth, "I will set you free after giving birth to the child, before that, you'd better Don't have anything to do with Du Yunyan again. My indifference and good temper will only happen once."