Entering the wrong room, I became pregnant with the twins of the richest man

"That's enough, no matter how much you say, it's useless." Si Moli replied, "I have to take Xiao Yi away today."

"no!"

Song Nianhe's voice was sharp.

Xiaoyi is her lifeblood. Without Xiaoyi, what is the meaning of her life and what hope does she have in life!

"You have to do it even if you don't. Besides, Xiaoyi is willing to follow me."

The implication is that blaming Song Nianhe as a mother would be a dereliction of duty.

If she was good to her son, how could his son decide to leave with his father so easily and happily.

The son who has been raised for five years, Cheng Huan's son, is not as good as Si Moli only showing up once and meeting him once.

Song Nianhe bit his lower lip hard, almost tasting blood.

"I'm sorry, Xiaoyi, my mother is usually not good and is too strict and cruel to you, but she definitely loves you. She just doesn't want you to become an arrogant and pampered young master, so she puts high demands on you..."

"Mom can change and be tolerant. Mom doesn't want anything but you, so don't leave mom, okay. There is another woman around your dad, and she won't treat you well."

Song Nianhe knelt down and stroked Song Weiyi's young face: "Xiao Yi, you and your mother have lived together for five years, isn't it as good as the day your father showed up?"

Five years, ten months of pregnancy, mother and child are connected.

Why can't I live up to that day?

"Mama, I will come back. It's not like I don't want you anymore." Song Weiyi replied innocently, "I just said, I will come back to you when I'm ten years old, and I'll go to my dad's house when I'm fifteen. It’s fair to live with one person for five years.”

"But……"

"Okay Mom, I won't be able to catch the plane if it's too late. Goodbye."

Song Weiyi waved to her happily and jumped away.

Si Moli was even more condescending, his eyes were cold and ruthless, and he lightly swept over Song Nianhe's body.

Between father and son, all that was left to her was their backs.

"Don't go, Xiaoyi, Xiaoyi!"

No matter how heartbroken Song Nianhe was, he couldn't save the situation.

Tears blurred Song Nianhe's vision.

"Don't go, no, no, Xiaoyi, what will mom do if you leave...Xiaoyi! Xiaoyi!"

Song Nianhe kept mumbling, opened his eyes suddenly, and suddenly sat up from the bed, breathing heavily.

Her hair was messy, there were beads of sweat on her forehead, her back was soaked, and so was the pillow.

Looking at the layout of the room and the light coming from outside the curtains, Song Nianhe's thoughts slowly pulled away from this nightmare.

She blinked.

"It turned out to be a dream..."

Song Nianhe breathed a long sigh of relief, and the fearful and heartbreaking feeling completely disappeared.

"Fortunately it's a dream, just a dream."

Song Nianhe felt lingering fear and patted his heart. His lips and throat were very dry.

She drank some water, her hands trembling slightly.

How could I suddenly have such an inexplicable dream? How could it happen?

Si Moli would not compete with her for Xiao Yi.

If he comes to the capital, there is only one possibility, and that is that he will regain his memory.

Si Moli, who had recovered his memory, loved her and came to pick her up. He respected her, understood her and cared about her, so why would he do anything to hurt her.

If Si Moli hadn't recovered his memory, he wouldn't even know about Xiao Yi's existence, let alone come to the capital to pick him up.

Lin Zhen, who knew everything, never thought of taking Xiao Yi away to Sicheng.