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

"Nothing I do can escape your eyes, but Liang Jiayun..."

He has done so many evil things.

Liang Nianhe closed his eyes, tears flowing again: "Maybe you don't want to argue with her, please tolerate her."

Si Moli knew that the Liang family sold her, that Liang Jiayun kidnapped her, beat and kicked her.

But he chose to forgive and turn the page.

The difference between people is so big.

Liang Nianhe took a deep breath, trying to control his emotions. He didn't want Si Moli to look at him with such a embarrassed look.

She still had to retain her only dignity.

From now on, she didn't think about it anymore.

The existence of this knife is completely meaningless.

In the past, Liang Nianhe always thought that when she was cornered, she still had a knife and she could still fight to the death.

just now……

nothing left.

"That's it." Liang Nianhe slowly opened his eyes, his eyes filled with red bloodshot eyes, "Si Moli, if you are still in the mood to continue... then it's up to you. Anyway, I don't have the ability to resist you. .”

"It's just that I remember you said that when it comes to things as a couple, it's only interesting if you and I are willing. I can only tell you that you can't wait for me to lie under you willingly in this life, and actively cooperate with you and cater to you. you."

"This body was forcibly taken over by someone for the first time. I didn't even know who that person was. The second, third, and many times after that, it will be taken over by you... Ha, maybe this is me. Life."

Liang Nianhe lay motionless on the bed.

Under the dim light, her skin was shining brightly, and the tears in her eyes were even more pitiful.

Si Moli looked at her steadily.

Their eyes met, and the surroundings were extremely quiet.

After a long time, Si Moli said calmly: "It seems that you are sorry for not killing me."

"Of course it's a pity."

The fake knife lay quietly on the pillow, without any lethality.

Just like Liang Nianhe's anger, it had no effect on Si Moli.

"Do you really want me to die?" Si Moli asked, "How much?"

Liang Nianhe said vicious words in a calm tone: "I really, really want you to die right now."

"If I die...will you still hate me?"

She was startled.

"Answer me." Si Moli continued, "If I die, will your hatred disappear?"

Liang Nianhe's lips moved, not knowing how to answer.

If Si Moli died in her hands, would she still hate him?

She needed to think about this carefully.

What would she gain if he died?

Leaving the Si family and regaining her freedom...and the deep guilt and self-blame she felt towards Aunt Lin Zhen all her life.

"Is it so difficult to answer?" Si Moli raised his eyebrows, "It seems that your hatred for me is something you can't let go of even if I die."

Liang Nianhe said: "Murder is illegal, and I don't want to involve myself in it. My child no longer has a father, and he can no longer live without a mother."

"What if I don't hold you accountable and voluntarily die in your hands?"

She couldn't understand what Si Moli was talking about, so she could only look at him, trying to figure out something from his expression and eyes.

But how good he is at disguising, she can see through it.

Si Moli spoke again: "I'll give you this opportunity, Liang Nianhe."

She couldn't understand it even more.

I saw him quickly turning over and getting out of bed.