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

"What's the result? Liang Nianhe, what you and I want is my death, not your death! Why did you stab yourself!? Tell me!"

She couldn't have done it for no reason.

Liang Nianhe wanted to live, and she longed to live well more than anyone else, because she wanted to give birth to the twins in her belly, and she wanted to be a mother.

How could she be willing to die?

Moreover, Si Moli gave her a chance, but she didn't seize it?

There are many doubts.

Liang Nianhe remained silent and did not answer, but Si Moli would not let it go.

His injured hand was pressed against her shoulder, his fingers tightened slightly, and he grabbed her shoulder: "Answer!"

Suddenly, the blood flowed more and faster.

Don't use any force on the injured area!

The knife was even inserted into the back of Si Moli's hand and was not pulled out.

Liang Nianhe's stabbing force was so strong that it almost pierced Si Moli's entire palm!

"You are injured," Liang Nianhe said, "What you have to do is to treat the wound as soon as possible. Otherwise, your hand... will be useless."

If we don't receive treatment in time, I'm afraid this hand will suffer lifelong sequelae.

For example, you cannot lift heavy objects or move around at will.

"I don't care!" Si Moli squeezed her shoulders even more tightly, "Why stab yourself? Why!"

It seems that if he doesn't get the answer, he won't let go.

Liang Nianhe bit his lip, slowly got out of bed and stood up.

The two stood facing each other.

She took his wrist and moved his hand away from her shoulder.

"It hurts a little." She suddenly said without any clue.

Then, before Si Mo could leave his mouth, Liang Nianhe had already pulled out the knife from the back of his hand.

Blood flowed like a stream, splashing onto Liang Nianhe's face again.

There were beads of blood on her eyelashes.

After doing this, Liang Nianhe pressed his hands firmly on Si Moli's wound to stop the blood from flowing out.

Si Moli didn't care about his injuries. The moment he pulled out the knife, his other intact hand quickly pulled away Liang Nianhe's knife.

He prevents her from...stabbing herself again!

Both of them are actually thinking about each other.

However, the price paid was blood.

Liang Nianhe blinked.

"Why..." Her voice was very soft, "If I said that I can't do anything to you and I don't want you to die, Si Moli, how would you feel?"

His eyes darkened: "Really or not?"

He actually wanted to believe this reason.

She loves him, she can't let him go.

However, Liang Nianhe's answer was like a basin of ice water being poured over his head: "False."

"Ha..." Si Moli burst into laughter, "I knew it."

"You're dead. I'm sorry for Aunt Lin Zhen. She treated me so well. You are her only son, her pride and her support. I can't be so ungrateful. Moreover, your death will cause an uproar and the Si family will be in turmoil. , development will stagnate...or even retreat."

"In addition, Mohe has just started. I hope it can grow step by step and become a national brand. All these require your decision-making and leadership."

"After much thought, you, Si Moli, have a hundred reasons why you can't die. Then, I have no choice but to do it to myself."

At this point, Liang Nianhe curled his lips: "The most important reason is actually... you love me."

His eyes were dark and unclear: "I love you?"

"Yes, because you love me, I stabbed myself and hurt myself. I was hurt, and you hurt more than me."