Thank you for Waiting, Mister Tang!

After a long time, Pei Qiqi tremblingly asked, "Where is that kid?"

In front of her, there was a pregnancy test slip, and the name on it was Lin Yun.

At that time, Tang Yu was ten years old, and Lin Yun became pregnant again after ten years, very happy.

Zhao Ke looked at Pei Qiqi indifferently, opened the corners of her eyes and narrowed her eyes like a wild cat. She squinted, "The child is gone. I let someone push her and cause her to miscarry."

Pei Qiqi felt that the blood all over his body was frozen.

She could hardly believe what she heard...

Zhao Ke, in order to be able to take the position, hesitate to let others miscarry!

"I have eaten too much and suffered too much sin. I have lived enough in the small house. The cold night was too hard! I can't wait to marry Tang Zhiyuan." Zhao Ke raised his head: "So , I don’t allow anyone to stand in my way."

"So, you use other people's blood to warm yourself?" Pei Qiqi's voice seemed to freeze. When she said, she didn't know what she was talking about, only her lips were moving!

I can't hear all around my ears...

Her mind was full of pictures of bleeding.

In that scene, there are fierce Zhao Ke, Lin Yun lying on the ground, and that child who has not had time to be born.

It's all blood...full of Zhao Ke's sins!

"Now that I have finished listening to my story, do you have any thoughts?" Zhao Ke's recovery speed is like changing his face. At this time, he is already holding coffee and tasting carefully.

Pei Qiqi really wondered if she could drink the bleeding smell.

She looked at Zhao Ke's face, "Have you never had any nightmares in these years?"

"Done!" Zhao Ke smiled, nonchalantly: "But that's not true! Pei Qiqi, the splendor and wealth in his hand is real."

She suddenly sighed, "The grievances between Lin Yun and Tang Zhiyuan and I are not clear in this life... Lin Yun also knows that I killed her child, but she doesn't say it, if she doesn't say it is just right, I will be safe. Be my Mrs. Tang."

Pei Qiqi had a bitter cold, Zhao Ke really translated the two words ugly so fully and vividly.

"Are you not afraid of me saying it?" She stared at Zhao Ke's eyes and said slowly.

Zhao Ke smiled, took a cigarette and smoked, tilted his head and looked at Pei Qiqi, "Say it out, say it out, let Tang Yu know that your mother killed his sister and forgot to tell you. That should be a baby girl!"

Pei Qiqi couldn't sit still, she wanted to leave, and then stood up, Zhao Ke's voice faintly sounded, "Pei Qiqi, do you think you can still marry Tang Yu?"

She raised her hand and chuckled lightly, "Look, the blood in this hand can't be washed away."

"When you go to bed with him, don’t you have nightmares when you are lying next to him? You are my daughter, and you have the same blood flowing on you. Think about it again, if one day, Tang Yu or Lin Yun knows that you are my daughter, so what would they think of you." Zhao Ke closed his eyes, with a weird smile on his face, "Pei Qiqi, accept your fate! This is your fate. You and Tang Yu are already It shouldn’t have started. I really can’t make up my mind. Think about Lin Jinrong again. Tang Yu and Lin Yun’s close relatives... have become vegetative because of you!"

"You don't need to worry about it." Pei Qiqi stood with a cold face, "I don't have a mother like you. From the time I was born, I have only a father and no mother like you."