Entering the wrong room, I became pregnant with the twins of the richest man

I don’t know what he meant by boring, but in short, Shen Yiyue will not speak easily again.

The right to speak has never been with her.

Accompanying a king is like accompanying a tiger. She has a "criminal record" to begin with. In front of Si Moli, she has to be cautious and walk on thin ice.

If she is not careful, she may lose everything she has now.

Although...she doesn't own anything at the moment, it's better than nothing.

Si Moli sat quietly. He came from a well-known family and had a good upbringing since he was a child. He stood up and sat down, and his back was straight, never rickety.

His fingers rested on his knees, tapping them every now and then.

Finally, he spoke: "Shen Yiyue."

"I'm here, Ali."

"Now...you have no opponent, how do you feel?"

"I, I just want to be with you."

Si Moli turned his head and looked at her: "If one day I meet the woman I want to marry, what should I do? Should I give you a sum of money and send you away, or should I just not see you?"

Shen Yiyue was shocked.

"Don't expect anything from me. You will never become my woman. No matter what happens, I will never touch you." Si Moli said, "Even if you stay with me, you are only mine." A chess piece. And it’s a chess piece that can be replaced at any time.”

His eyes were full of sternness, without any emotion at all.

"Remember your position, otherwise, you will have nothing. If you do well, and if I am in a good mood, I may help you."

After saying that, Si Moli stood up and walked straight to the window.

He just stood there with his hands behind his back, his back straight.

And the direction he was looking at... was the direction of Jiangcheng Airport.

airport.

People come and go, and you can see hurried pedestrians dragging suitcases everywhere.

Song Nianhe was sitting in the VIP lounge, looking out the window at the empty apron.

She was about to leave, and there was no wave in her heart.

When she was in the hospital, she imagined many times how sad and disappointed she would be when she decided to leave...

However, when she actually stood here, she found that she felt relaxed.

Maybe... letting go is liberation.

Song Nianhe was freed, no longer bound by love, using love as a prison to trap his own person and heart.

"Nian He, don't think about it," Xu Anya came over, gently hugged her shoulders, and leaned against her, "Look, you left and took me with you, isn't it worth it?" No matter we are in Jiangcheng or Beijing, we are always together."

Song Nianhe nodded: "Yes, friendship may... be more precious than love."

Love makes people bruised and bruised.

And what about this friendship?

No matter what situation she was in, whether she was poor or rich, whether she was prosperous or in a miserable state, Xu Anya would always be with her and never leave her.

"Anya, I'm not thinking, I'm just emptying my mind." Song Nianhe said, "There is nothing left in my heart now. It is blank and empty."

"You don't have to be brave. You can be vulnerable in front of me."

Xu Anya has seen her in countless ways, crying, laughing, going crazy, breaking down hoarse... she's seen them all.

"What I said is true, Anya. It's reached this point. No matter how sad or sad I am, it will only make myself worse, affect my mood and affect the development of the fetus."