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

Ning Yinan is also looking for it.

Why was Si Moli able to take the lead? What method or means did he use?

"You don't have to worry about that." Si Moli replied, "Come, sit down."

He took her hand, held it gently, clasped their fingers together, and sat down on the spacious leather sofa.

He wanted to let someone perform a play for Liang Nianhe.

After reading it, he looked forward to what decision Liang Nianhe would make.

If she is willing to abort, everyone will be happy.

If she is still unwilling...then he will start another plan.

In short, Si Moli would never tolerate this bastard.

He was thinking about their future and they wanted to be together well.

He did not allow Liang Jiayun to touch Liang Nianhe and gave a stern warning because he did not want others to hurt her.

And he will use the gentlest and gentlest way.

Si Moli was worried about leaving it to others and had to do it in person.

He understood Liang Jiayun's worries. She was nameless and Lin Zhen didn't like her. She definitely had no confidence and was afraid that her child would not be favored or recognized.

However, he will not treat his own flesh and blood badly.

Si Moli has his own arrangements for everything.

"Come in." Si Moli said to the door with a calm tone.

Liang Nianhe didn't dare to blink. He breathed softly and stared intently at the closed door.

Is she about to meet the man from that night?

The...father of her child, the mysterious man who got her first time.

Although she didn't care who he was, what he looked like and what his identity was, she was still inexplicably nervous when she finally saw him.

Especially, Si Moli was sitting next to her.

Liang Nianhe didn't know what Si Moli was thinking or what he wanted to do.

"Squeak-"

The door slowly opened, and a figure was shaking.

Liang Nianhe's heart suddenly rose to his throat.

I saw a thin man walking in, with his head lowered and a little hunched over. He looked...

Height up to [-] meters.

Moreover, his hair is sparse and bald in the middle, typical of the Mediterranean.

He kept his head down the whole time, trembling with fear, and his whole body was shaking.

"Si...Mr. Si," he said, his voice was even hoarse and ugly, he looked very old, and had a thick dialect accent, "Look for...find me. I, I am an honest person, I have never done anything. Bad thing..."

Si Moli asked, "What's your name?"

"Zhang Jun, everyone calls me Lao Zhang."

"Head up."

Zhang Jun hesitated for a moment and then did it.

Only then did Liang Nianhe see his appearance clearly.

His face is dark, full of wrinkles, his eyes are evasive, and he looks a bit naive. He should be in his forties, but due to the weather and overwork, he looks like he is in his fifties or sixties.

She was stunned.

Zhang Jun glanced at her quickly, then looked away, not daring to look at her at all.

Si Moli asked calmly: "Do you know why I called you here?"

"No, I don't know..." Zhang Jun shook his head like a rattle, "I am just a countryman who works hard on the land, and I have never offended a big shot like you. Please, big boss, let me go back." Bar."

After saying that, Zhang Jun knelt down and kowtowed.

Si Moli showed no expression: "You have to explain what you did. You can leave after you finish speaking, but if you don't say anything..."

"I, what do I need to say?" Zhang Jun asked quickly, "You need to give me some tips."