After being cheated on, I had a flash marriage with a chaebol prince

"Isn't it sour?" Si Qingmo couldn't believe it.

But then I thought about it, she was pregnant, so it was not surprising that her taste would become strange.

As long as the food he put into his mouth was not poisonous, he would not spit it out, so he forced himself to swallow it.

He picked up the cup and took a sip of water. When he put the cup down, he couldn't help but ask, "Why do you still hate Ling Zhan? Is it because you still care about him?"

Cheng Yinian was stunned for a moment, then looked at Si Qingmo and laughed, "Are you jealous? Do you think I hate Ling Zhan because I still have him in my heart?"

Si Qingmo coughed lightly and said, "I'm just curious, please tell me."

"If you're just curious, I won't tell you. Just be curious." Cheng Yinian said with a smile.

"Ahem..." Si Qingmo coughed again and said, "I'm a little jealous."

Cheng Yi Nian then laughed and said, "I don't love him, and I don't care about him. If I hate him, I just hate him."

Si Qingmo looked at her. She thought for a while and said, "Let me ask you, if you are kind to someone, and that person repays the kindness with revenge, he not only hooks up with your best friend and leaves you with nothing, but also makes you lose everything." You are physically disabled and you are sent to a mental hospital to live with mental illness all day long. Would you not hate this person?"

At this point, Cheng Yinian's hands trembled slightly, and all the past life events were played through in his mind like a movie.

She didn't want Si Qingmo to see anything, so she lowered her eyes slightly.

When Si Qingmo heard what Cheng Yinian said, he looked at Cheng Yinian deeply and saw that she was trembling all over. Although his eyes were drooped and he couldn't see her eyes, he could still feel the anger and hatred in her body. , and sad.

He was actually a little confused. Didn't Ling Zhan and her just fall in love?

He had investigated before and found that although Ling Zhan was at fault, he did not make her physically disabled, let alone send her to a mental hospital.

He really didn't know where her deep hatred came from?

However, looking at the girl in front of him, this was his wife. At this moment, her fingers were trembling, and he felt as if his heart was being pricked by needles again and again, causing sharp pain.

He reached out and took her into his arms, "As long as I'm here from now on, I will always protect you. If you hate him, I can help you deal with him."

Cheng Yinian shook his head, "No need, I have left him with nothing. This is my own revenge, I will avenge it myself."

Si Qingmo was a little helpless. He hugged her tightly and kissed the top of her hair deeply with his lips.

Cheng Yinian hugged him tightly, raised her head, looked at him, and then kissed him on the lips.

Aunt Zhang's voice suddenly sounded from behind, "Oh, I, I didn't see anything, just keep going."

After saying that, Mrs. Zhang turned to leave. After taking two steps, she turned back and said, "Although it has been three months, it can't be too intense."

After saying that, he quickly ran into the kitchen again.

Cheng Yinian blushed so hard that he could bleed.

Si Qingmo was quite natural, without any discomfort or embarrassment.

He asked Cheng Yinian to sit down, got up from the sofa, walked to the kitchen, and said to Aunt Zhang, "Sister Zhang, the things here are almost packed. Have you packed all your things? Go to bed early at night and come over early tomorrow morning. , let’s start from here.”

"Oh, okay, okay." Sister-in-law Zhang nodded, took off her apron, and said to Cheng Yinian, who was still sitting on the sofa with a blushing face: "Niannian, I will go back first. You should rest early. .”

"Okay, Mrs. Zhang." Cheng Yinian responded.

Si Qingmo sent Sister Zhang out, and Sister Zhang pulled him and said, "Sister Zhang knows that you young people can't help themselves, so you have to be careful."

Si Qingmo smiled and nodded, "We understand."

Mrs. Zhang then left with a smile.