Addicted to You: The CEO's Wife

All Bai Yiyi could hear was the heavy and labored panting, and the muffled groan suppressing the pain.

She cautiously looked inside through the gap in the door.

Under the light, Mr. Wu was sitting on an old mahogany chair, while Wu Mochen was lying on the ground in embarrassment, his shoulders were trembling, and his fingers were constantly scratching at his face.

Because his back was facing away, she didn't see his expression.

But she had never seen him lying on the ground in such a panic!

"Because you are afraid that she will change her mind? Afraid that if she or the Bai family know that you are just a machine for her to give birth, they will regret the marriage at all costs? I am afraid that she will know what kind of purpose you have approached her from the beginning, and she will be angry." Hate you?" Mr. Wu's voice continued.

Wu Mochen's body trembled, every word the old man said at this moment seemed to be ruthlessly uncovering the things he least wanted to think about!

"Stop talking!" Wu Mochen yelled in a low voice with difficulty.

"Mochen, grandpa just wants you to understand that no matter what, you must let Bai Yiyi give birth to your child, so that you can survive well, and—" The old man paused, looked deeply Glancing at the embarrassed grandson lying on the ground, "If you don't want to experience this pain again, you should marry her earlier. There is no need to wait for her to graduate."

Wu Mochen remained silent.

The old man continued, "There are still two years before she graduates, but in these two years, there are too many possible things that can happen, you and her are 8 years apart, are you really sure that in these two years, she will not What kind of temptation will I get, and when the time comes, will I marry you obediently?"

Wu Mochen's body trembled suddenly, and the scenes of Bai Yiyi and Xing Ke shooting the posters came to mind.

Is that man a kind of temptation to Yiyi?

He knew that Yiyi now only regards the other party as her favorite idol.

But will this love change one day?

"If Bai Yiyi wants to regret the marriage in the future, will you agree?" The old man's words were like a heavy punch, hitting Wu Mochen's body hard, making him feel bursts of pain.

He gritted his teeth, resisting the pain in his body, "I...I will promise, if she really doesn't love me, falls in love with... someone else, then... I can let her go."

Even though he had thought countless times that he would not let her go.