Marriage in crisis

Yang Bingqian looked at Zhao Jieting who was crying bitterly in front of her, her expression did not change at all, and asked coldly, "You think I deserve to die, right?"

Zhao Jieting immediately shook his head. I didn’t understand why he looked so aggrieved!

"No, Qianqian, I...I didn't know you were still alive. I thought, I thought you..." Zhao Jieting held back and sobbed, "I didn't know you were still alive!"

"You thought I was dead a long time ago, right?" Yang Bingqian looked at Zhao Jieting's face and asked aggressively, "Do you regret it? Do you regret that the dosage of the medicine was too small? Or do you regret not silencing me directly like you did to the nanny?"

Zhao Jieting reached out his hand to Yang Bingqian, shook his head repeatedly, and shed tears silently. He looked really innocent.

Yang Bingqian didn't give him a chance to breathe. "Zhao Jieting, are you innocent? Didn't you use the medicine very smoothly on me? Aren't you used to my silent, silent coma? Now... I can stand here, you are surprised, right!"

There was a sly light in Zhao Jieting's eyes as he glanced at Chen Shaobang, then retracted his gaze and looked at Yang Bingqian.

"Qian... why do you say that? What do you mean?" Zhao Jieting looked up and suddenly became very innocent. Tears slid down his cheeks. "I have never given you any medicine. What you took is to treat postpartum depression. It will indeed make you sleep..."

'Snapped'!

There was another crisp sound.

Then Yang Bingqian asked coldly, "What medicine did you give me? Tell me again!"

"Medicines for postpartum depression!" Zhao Jieting answered quite affirmatively.

Then he said anxiously, "I have arranged for the two nannies. I am busy with work and cannot be with you every day, so let them take good care of your daily life and give you medicine on time. I have never thought of harming you!"

Zhao Jieting raised his voice and said, as if this could prove the truth of his words!

One of them was looking down, the other one was looking up, and they just stared at each other!

One eye is like a deep pool, the other eye is scarlet.

A beautiful fairy who is ignorant of the world, and a hideous monster who looks like it crawled out of a gutter!

That scene is simply a girl and the devil!

I sighed and shook my head, "Lowering the standards for selection is also a mistake!"

Wei Qingchuan put his arm around my shoulders and let me lean on him.

Zhao Jieting was finally defeated by such a gaze. He looked at Yang Bingqian's cold eyes and seemed to realize something. He probably never thought that one day, Yang Bingqian would not even give him a smile.

Then he would really have reached the end of the world.

He looked at Yang Bingqian pleadingly, "Qianqian, you should believe me, I love you so much, I will die with no regrets if I can marry you in this life!"

"You don't deserve to say these two words!" Yang Bingqian said coldly.

Zhao Jieting's eyes were filled with sorrow. "I was devastated when I heard the news of your and your son's death... I don't understand why God would do this to me and let me encounter such a cruel thing. Why would they do this!"

"They? Bai Wenting, which they are you referring to? Your brother, or the killer you hired?" Yang Bingqian just stared at him with a cold light in her eyes.

Zhao Jieting's expression froze suddenly. He probably didn't expect that Yang Bingqian called out the name of his other identity.

The silence in the interrogation room was somewhat depressing.

Yang Bingqian continued, "You are not worthy of mentioning your son. He was still so young, but you put him in a quilt like a broken doll and handed him over to the evildoers to divert their attention so that you could escape."

Yang Bingqian leaned forward and stared coldly at Zhao Jieting, who was speechless when asked the question.

"Have you ever thought that he would be in danger if you do this? Have you ever thought that he would be scared if he were to leave his mother? Have you ever thought about the consequences of letting them take him away?..." Yang Bingqian suddenly shouted out the last question.

"Do you also want to be like your father, to leave him in the hands of anyone and become a devil worse than a beast like you?"

"Yang Bingqian, I don't know what you are talking about!" Zhao Jieting suddenly yelled, trying to stop Yang Bingqian from continuing.

There was another crisp sound of "pop".

"Good hit! How shameless! Still quibbling!" I couldn't stand it anymore and roared.

Zhao Jieting glared at Yang Bingqian angrily, with a cold look in his eyes like a snake's.

Yang Bingqian leaned forward slightly, "Do you know what I am talking about now? Do you dare to say that it wasn't you who attacked me and gave us that cup of medicine?"