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

She has her brother on one side and her husband on the other. She doesn’t want anyone to get hurt or have an accident!

She didn't even know who to pray for and cheer for.

"boom!"

A huge crash sounded.

It turned out that Song Zhixu took advantage of Si Moli's distraction and gained the upper hand, firmly suppressing Si Moli.

He threw Si Moli over his shoulder and threw him to the ground. At the same time, he pressed his knees on Si Moli's chest and raised Si Moli's hands above his head.

This time...

Si Moli couldn't move.

Moreover, Song Zhixu's knees were extremely strong, pressing all his body weight on Si Moli's chest.

Si Moli's breathing was not smooth, his chest heaved hard, and his face slowly turned red.

Most importantly, his lips are white.

"Mr. Si," Song Zhixu laughed, "you lose."

Si Moli moved his body and wanted to get up, but Song Zhixu suppressed him harder.

His lips became even whiter.

"If you are willing to admit defeat, if your skills are inferior to others, then get out of here." Song Zhixu said, "My sister, don't even think about getting close to me!"

Si Moli looked at him and smiled.

"What? Not convinced?" Seeing his appearance, Song Zhixu asked, "You don't even have the ability to fight back, Si Moli."

Si Moli made a difficult voice: "I, I just... let you... let you."

"Already like this, you are still talking harshly, and your tone is not small."

Song Zhixu is usually gentle and gentle, but he didn't expect that he would be so strong at critical moments.

Liang Nianhe didn't even expect that his brother could win.

In fact, she had been more worried that her brother would be injured, because it seemed that Si Moli was stronger and more ruthless.

My brother has always been a gentleman and would not even quarrel.

Today actually...

My brother defeated Si Moli.

Liang Nianhe felt a little strange, but didn't think much about it.

"Brother," she said aloud, "let him go."

Song Zhixu looked at Si Moli: "Did you hear that? My sister asked you to leave. Do you want to get up on your own and leave honestly, or should I throw you out?"

"Leave?" Si Moli sneered, "As long as I still have breath, I will not leave here."

When Liang Nianhe heard what he said, he stamped his feet repeatedly: "Si Moli! Why are you so...so stubborn! What I said about the Song family's attitude is not clear enough? Don't you understand?"

She yelled so loudly that it echoed throughout the house.

Si Moli slowly turned his head and looked in her direction.

There was rarely a time when he was in such a mess. He had always dealt with others and acted aloof, but today, at this moment...

He lay on the ground so undignified, unable to move, with stains on his cheeks and several scratch marks.

Blue nose and swollen face.

Therefore, Liang Nianhe couldn't bear it.

How could Si Moli, who was usually the most powerful person, become like this?

"Of course I understand, but I know even better that I can't lose you." Si Moli looked into her eyes and spoke very slowly, pausing before speaking again to take a breath and slow down. "If I just leave like this, Liang Nianhe, I will never see you again, and I will lose you forever."

Liang Nianhe yelled: "But if you stay and get beaten like this, I won't go with you!"

Si Moli tugged his lips and raised a smile, but soon started coughing.

Coughing and coughing, blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.