Villain Alpha is Pregnant

A haze hangs over the Empire.

It was announced to the outside world that Major General Pei died in the fight against the star robbers who hijacked the spaceship. Unfortunately, he died with the enemy.

In the third month since Major General Pei died, the Empire officially announced the time and place of the memorial service, and the people came to mourn spontaneously.

The day of the funeral.

Assistant Jin came to Si Huaixi's residence respectfully with lowered eyes. These days, he clearly recognized how terrifying this man was.

After the news that Boss Pei died in a hijacked spaceship exploded, he once suspected that Si Huaixi, as Boss Pei's little lover, went to this operation with Boss Pei. Mr. Pei started.

Otherwise, how could there be a sudden accident, Mr. Pei died, but he came back alive.

But what he witnessed next slapped him in the face.

Even if he would betray Boss Pei, Si Huaixi would definitely not be the one to betray Boss Pei.

After Mr. Pei's death, or to be precise, after his disappearance, Si Huaixi's face was calm, and he held several press conferences to say that he would continue to search for Mr. Pei and the survivors. His calm eyes seemed indifferent to Mr. Pei's accident. He was also angry that Boss Pei raised a white-eyed wolf.

But later he discovered that Si Huaixi was not a white-eyed wolf, but a real lunatic on the verge of collapse.

"Mr. Si, Mr. Pei's funeral will be held in today's Imperial Hall, do you want to go?" Assistant Jin said with lowered eyes, his eyes were slightly fearful, all because of Si Huaixi's actions these days, which made him feel awed unconsciously .

"He's not dead."

The ashtray was overflowing with cigarette butts, and the thick and pungent smoke seemed to have not opened the windows for days and nights.

Si Huaixi's voice was very deep, his eyes were blue and black, his slightly pale cheeks became thinner and sharper, and his sea blue eyes were like the black sea surface of a storm, so oppressive that even the air became oppressive.

Assistant Jin lowered his head. No one survived the accident. The news of Mr. Pei's death spread throughout the empire. Many people mourned for him, but only Mr. Si firmly believed that Mr. Pei was not dead. It's been a month, and he still doesn't give up searching in the star field where Mr. Pei disappeared.

"Yes, Mr. Si." Assistant Jin's eyes were tangled and hesitant. He will go to Mr. Pei's funeral soon, and even Mr. Zhou, Mr. Pei's former friend, will go, so Mr. Si will be left here.

Assistant Jin sighed secretly, and asked, "When do you plan to start acting?"

Si Huaixi lowered his deep and gloomy eyes, and the smoke in his hand burned to the end, scalding the flesh on the inside of his right finger, and he didn't seem to feel any pain at all.

"tomorrow."

Assistant Jin's eyes were slightly stunned, and he couldn't help feeling that Mr. Si wanted the funeral to be held quietly this day, and sounded the death knell for the destruction of those people tomorrow.

Is Mr. Kesi really not going?

I have to ask Si Huaixi for the answer.

After Assistant Jin left, Si Huaixi stayed in the lonely room for a long time with his eyes fixed. The air was filled with a strong and suffocating bitter nicotine smell, which stung his eyes. His eyes were stained with a layer of water vapor.

The memorial service begins, held in the largest auditorium in the empire.

Spontaneous people outside lined up to offer bouquets one by one. Many people came from remote planets, silently wiping their tears, mourning the civilian major general who once defended their countless homes.

Compared with the people on the outside, the people on the inside are people of a higher class in the empire, wearing gorgeous and expensive skirts and suits, talking with each other around an empty coffin between their eyes and eyebrows.

It's not like a funeral, it's like a banquet.

The sarcasm was so ironic that Assistant Jin couldn't help but feel great sadness for Mr. Pei.

The person who gave the speech at the memorial service was actually the second prince Kyle.

Listening to him seeming to be lamenting this hero who died young, a few drops of crocodile tears glistened in the royal sea blue eyes.

The audience in the audience and the audience in front of the Imperial Platform applauded enthusiastically for this play.

Assistant Jin lowered his head, his body trembling in anger, the veins on the back of his taut and white hands were bulging, his pupils were bloodshot angrily, and he tried his best to hide his abnormality from the crowd so that they could not find out.

If it hadn't been learned from Mr. Si that the second prince Kyle was the murderer who killed Boss Pei behind the scenes, he would also be one of the applauding audience members.

If he is so angry, what will Mr. Si do?

A kind of panic rose in Assistant Jin's heart. He suddenly rejoiced that it was a good thing that Mr. Si didn't come to the funeral.

He was afraid that if Mr. Si saw these people at the funeral, he would... kill them in front of all the media.

After the flower-laying ceremony in the inner circle was over, Assistant Jin ran out of the auditorium as if out of breath. He couldn't stay in the satirical and oppressive atmosphere for a moment.

When Assistant Jin's eyes were red and his heart was still burning with anger, he saw a familiar figure, Mr. Si.

In the crowd, he was still wearing the clothes he met last time. Compared with the solemn and clean clothes specially chosen by the people around him, he didn't even have a bouquet of flowers in his hand, which made him look out of place.

The skin that has not seen the sun for a long time is pale with coldness, and the cold and lonely sea-blue eyes are watching the people move forward little by little, placing pure white chrysanthemums on the surrounding steles, burying the name of the stele little by little, drowning in the white soil.

Assistant Jin felt that compared to the hypocritical faces in the auditorium, Mr. Si didn't shed a single tear, but he was sadder than anyone present.

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"Little Soybean, watch your favorite TV." Yi Chengze had a vile and wicked smile on his lips.

The scene of the memorial service was simultaneously broadcast on the TV.

"People from all the planets in the empire spontaneously came to see Major General Pei for the last time..."

Little Soybean: "..."

"Ahhh! Uncle smelly, my father is not dead!"

Little Soybean is about to go crazy, and when he is born, he must take the place of his father and beat up this vicious guy!

"The stinky uncle is disgusted by the Omega he likes! Slightly slightly, the stinky uncle must be ugly, otherwise how could that Omega hate you so much! You deserve to be single and no one wants the old Alpha stinky uncle!"

After these three months, Little Soybean has fought against this bad-tempered Alpha, skillfully hitting his sore spots.

Yi Chengze's throat choked, and he said angrily: "I don't like him, but his eyes are a little bit like my sister, so I paid attention to him."

Xiao Huangdou gave a disdainful cut, piercing Yi Chengze's poor Alpha's self-esteem.

"I rescued that Omega without charge, and brought him to your private residence. I was worried that that Omega would not adapt to the food of the evil star, and I paid a lot of money to order takeaway from the hotel on the next planet..."

"I even wanted to take the initiative to keep that Omega. I was afraid of being rejected and wanted to go through me. I wanted to know what that Omega was thinking, but that Omega said it in his heart."

[I hate all living Alphas, why don't you all die!Why should Omega be suppressed by Alpha!Brought me to this gloomy basement for another purpose... Disgusting!Sure enough, they are exactly the same as those disgusting Alphas! 】

Yi Chengze's dark brown pupils froze, responding to Bai Huaiyu's pure and innocent face, but his true inner voice echoed in his ears.

"I don't, I just think he looks like my sister." Yi Chengze murmured, defending himself.

But Little Soybean knows what everyone is thinking.

His defense seemed so feeble.

"So you let him go anyway."

"Then where is he now?"

Little Soybean's immature and curious voice sounded.

"He went to the side of the Alpha that he found most disgusting."

Yi Chengze's brown eyes were fixed on the TV, holding hands with the second prince Kyle, Bai Huaiyu, who smiled brightly.