After the breakup, Mr. Shang thought that the father was more valuable than the son.

The two came to the end of the corridor. Song Xi'er pushed open the door of the safe passage and walked in.

The sensor light in the stairwell suddenly turned on with the sound of the two people's footsteps. Song Xi'er unconsciously touched one of her hands on her lower abdomen and turned to look at Shang Ji who followed behind her.

"Thank you for finding a doctor for my mother." Song Xi'er said, "And for all the help during this period. Sorry for the trouble."

Shang Ji didn't speak, his dark eyes fell on Song Xi'er, he raised his hand as if to touch the cigarette, but he thought of something in the next second and stopped immediately.

"I'm very grateful, but I can't accept what you did with peace of mind."

Song Xi'er paused as she spoke, then continued: "I remember I told you last time that my child's father is not you. If you did what you did because of this, then I'm sorry, I -"

"Who is it?" Shang Ji suddenly interrupted Song Xier's unfinished words.

He asked who the father of the child in her belly was.

Song Xier pursed her lips and remained silent without speaking.

But Shang Ji actually regretted it after asking: "Okay, you don't need to say it."

He was afraid that he would not be able to control himself after hearing that name.

Shang Ji's eyes moved down to Song Xi'er's belly, and he looked at it intently for a long time.

The expression on his face was hard to see, and his lowered eyelashes covered all the emotions in his eyes.

There was silence in the stairs, so quiet that the sensor light went out again, and the vision suddenly became pitch black.

Both of them remained silent. Except for each other's breathing, no one spoke or left.

I don't know how long it took, but Shang Ji's voice suddenly sounded in the darkness: "I don't care who the father of the child is, as long as it's yours, I accept it."

The light in the stairwell turned on again because of his words. The sudden light made Song Xier squint her eyes in discomfort. When her vision became clear, she saw Shang Ji's face again.

"I can treat him as our own child." Shang Ji said, taking a step forward and looking at Song Xi'er with his deep eyes unavoidably: "Although I am very jealous and crazy with jealousy, but if you want to, then get angry Come down, I will be his father from now on."

If you want, give birth to him, and I will be his father from now on.

Shang Ji's gaze was too hot, and his words were like huge boulders being thrown at Song Xi'er, making her dizzy and completely losing her ability to think.

After a long while, she finally found her voice: "Are you...are you crazy?"

Otherwise, how could you say such a thing?

"I'm crazy." Shang Ji looked at Song Xi'er and smiled bitterly: "Song Xi'er, from the moment I realized that I fell in love with you, I went crazy."

Song Xier subconsciously shook her head and backed away subconsciously.

Who is Shang Ji? How could he like her?

Absolutely impossible!

"You're just because..." Song Xi'er avoided his gaze: "Because so many years of habits have caused you to misunderstand me, making you think that you like my body, so you also like me as a person."

"This idea is actually wrong." Song Xi'er nodded, not knowing what she was talking about: "It's all your illusion. I won't go to bed with you again. You can find others and try a few more. You will definitely find something that satisfies you with your identity, and then you will—"

"Song Xi'er!" Shang Ji gritted his teeth and interrupted Song Xi'er's nonsense: "Do you know what you are talking about?"

"I know." Song Xi'er raised her head and looked at him: "Isn't that what you men's desires are all about? It doesn't have to be me, so go ahead - ugh!"

This time Song Xier still didn't finish her words, because Shang Ji suddenly approached and lowered his head to block her lips.

Song Xier's eyes widened and she wanted to push her away, but Shang Ji directly grabbed her waist and pushed her against the wall.

His kiss contained a trace of unconcealed anger, and his breath was strong and urgent. Multiple emotions were wrapped together, and he couldn't express them, so he could only put all the emotions into action.

Song Xi'er was breathless from the kiss and opened her mouth to bite him.

But Shang Ji took the opportunity to hold her chin, his lips and tongue penetrated directly into her mouth, hooking around her evasive tongue, searching every inch of space in her mouth.

Song Xier clenched her fist and beat him hard, then raised her foot to kick him.

But no matter how hard she struggled, Shang Ji held her still and refused to let go. The kiss became deeper and deeper, and his breath was hot and strong.

The light in the stairwell went off and on, on and off.

After an unknown amount of time, Shang Ji finally pushed her away, but the hand on her waist did not loosen.

Song Xi'er leaned her back against the wall, her lips were red and swollen from being kissed, and the tip of her nose and the ends of her eyes were red.

She breathed hard, but before she could react, Shang Ji's other hand suddenly took her hand and led it somewhere.

Song Xi'er was stunned for a few seconds. When she realized what he was doing, her face suddenly felt hot. She tried hard to pull her hand back, but Shang Ji wouldn't let her go.

"Do you feel it?" Shang Ji lowered his eyes and looked at Song Xier's embarrassed face: "It only feels for you, and it only feels because of you."

Song Xi'er's entire face and neck were so red that they seemed to be bleeding, and her breathing became hot and scorching with every word he spat out.

"Pervert, let go!"

"I'm a pervert." Shang Ji nodded: "That's also because of you."

"What does it have to do with me?" Song Xi'er looked up at him angrily: "You have a sperm in your head and want to vent it out to others, let go!"

"I said, others can't do it, only you can do it." Shang Ji took Song Xi'er's hand and moved it: "I'm serious, I'm not interested in other women now, even if they take off their clothes and stand in front of me, I won't No feeling."

"I like you and only you." Shang Ji said in a serious and gentle tone: "What I like is you, everything about you. If you think I am lying to you and want to sleep with you, then you don't have to agree. I won't force you."

"I will chase you until you say yes and are willing to do so, otherwise I will hold back."

Chase……

Such an ordinary and common word made Song Xier feel dazed for a moment.

"How long can you chase me?" Song Xi'er looked at him: "One day? One month? Or one year?"