She hid her pregnancy and faked her death, and the CEO turned gray overnight

It hurts!

It hurts!

At the end of her speech, her voice gradually disappeared between her lips and teeth.

Recalling the past is still heartbreaking.

That was something Zeng had experienced personally, so how could she let it go?

Zhou Gu pursed his thin lips tightly and continued to unbutton his shirt with trembling hands.

The neckline is open, revealing a large area of ​​cold white texture.

And close to that strong chest was a glass bottle soaked in potion.

In the bottle, two embryos floated quietly.

Even after five years, the flesh and blood still have not rotted.

He slowly tightened his grip on the bottle and showed a sad smile towards the warmth.

"I know, so I have suffered retribution, and I am willing to accept the heart-piercing knife you gave me. I can't live or die."

His tender eyes fell on the glass bottle, and he suddenly laughed strangely.

"Do you think the thing soaked in this bottle is your child? Zhou Gu, you are too naive.

For a person like you who is trapped in a cocoon, you do not deserve to know the existence of the child while it is alive. If the child dies, you do not deserve to have its bones.

To tell you the truth, I asked Yu Xi to collect this from pregnant women who had abortions in the obstetrics hospital.

As for your flesh and blood, they have long been turned into two pools of blood, leaving no trace. "

Even if she didn't say anything, the man would ask Luo Bai to take out the embryo inside and do a paternity test with him after he returned.

When the report came, it showed that the two fetuses were not his, which made him even more suspicious.

Rather than falling into passivity, it is better to take a preemptive strike, which can stimulate him and make him more painful.

Zhou Gu clutched the glass bottle tightly. Due to excessive exertion, his fingernails turned a faint white color and veins popped out in his arms.

He stared at her with red eyes, his face ashen as death, "These are the retributions I deserve, I accept them."

Seeing that he was bearing it all, Wenqing began to become impetuous.

It felt like hitting cotton with a fist, without any damage.

After suddenly standing up from the sofa, she strode towards the bedroom, saying as she walked:

"We have nothing to talk about. Mr. Zhou, please do so."

As the last word fell, she slammed the door hard, causing the walls around her to tremble slightly.

Zhou Gu sat slumped on the ground, leaning his back against the edge of the sofa, quietly staring at the glass bottle in his hand.

These two children are not his kind.

And his flesh and blood have already been dismembered and withered in a dark corner, never to see the light of day again.

The joy that his wife was still alive faded away like a tide, and he closed his eyes heavily.

If the child was still alive, he might be able to restore his love.

But now that the child is gone and the only bond between them has been completely severed, how can he reunite with her?

The heartbreaking pain spread to his limbs and bones. His mind gradually became empty, and he curled up and slid towards the ground.

Love, where should we go?

inside the room.

Warmth is standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window to calm down the ups and downs of mood.

The unfamiliar face was reflected on the transparent glass, and she felt ironic as she looked at it.

Thanks to her superb disguise skills, she still fell into the hands of Zhou Gu.

That dog man is her nemesis. Even if she lives her life again, she still can't get rid of him.

How to get out next?

Fake your own death again?

It's useless!

In a daze, the communicator on his wrist rang.

She subconsciously glanced back and saw that the door was still closed, so she reached out and touched the answer button.

"What's the matter?"

A respectful male voice came from the receiver, "Boss, Sugar Baby had a lot of nosebleeds five minutes ago and fell into a coma."

Wenqing closed her eyes suddenly and asked in a hoarse voice: "Is there any news from the major organ banks?"

"Not yet. They say that sugar babies have a special blood type and the probability of matching is almost zero."

After listening to the warmth, she staggered back.