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

"Besides, Si Moli, I didn't give you my first time. You also had sex with Liang Jiayun on your wedding night. Do you not mind these things happening at all? Don't you feel resentful in your heart? "

"Find a clean, well-behaved woman who wins your heart. I, Liang Nianhe, am not suitable or worthy."

Her voice was all husky and pleading.

Si Moli just asked: "Are you done?"

Liang Nianhe's whole body stiffened and started to tremble slowly.

The words she spoke from her heart could not reach his ears at all.

He is always stubborn and self-righteous.

"Don't force me, Si Moli, don't..." Liang Nianhe raised his hand and wiped the corners of his eyes, "Otherwise, in the end, the fish will die and the net will be broken, and all you will get is my body!"

"Corpse? You reminded me."

Si Moli glanced around, pressed the phone next to him, and called the housekeeper: "Put away all the sharp things that can hurt people in the entire Si Garden. They can't appear!"

"It's...Mr. Si."

Soon, footsteps came from outside and stopped at the door of the master bedroom: "Mr. Si, Mrs. Si."

Si Moli opened the door, gave some instructions in a low voice, and then left.

Never looking back.

Liang Nianhe sat alone on the big bed, his back hunched and his face haggard.

The servants were busy coming and going in the bedroom, but she always maintained this posture, motionless.

It wasn't until everyone left that she slowly fell onto the quilt.

Life under house arrest began.

Liang Nianhe grabbed a corner of the pillow towel, and Song Zhixu's appearance flashed in his mind.

Correct……

Song Zhixu!

She suddenly gained strength, got up from the bed, and looked around for her phone.

"My mobile phone, yes, Si Moli didn't confiscate it when he left. It's still there, and I can still contact him..."

Finally, in the corner of the carpet, she saw the phone and grabbed it.

however……

No signal, no service.

Si Moli blocked the signal from the entire Siyuan!

Liang Nianhe gritted his teeth and clutched his phone tightly: "Dog man!"

She ran out of the bedroom. The entire second floor was empty. The lights were on in the long corridor. The floor was replaced with a brand new wool carpet. It was soft and waxy when she stepped on it, swallowing up all the footsteps.

She went downstairs, and the sharp corners of the handrail were covered with protective gear.

Standing on the stairs, wherever Liang Nianhe looked, many things in the living room were missing.

Glasses, vases, fruit knives, and even cutlery, cutlery, and forks were all collected and hidden by the servants.

Liang Nianhe went downstairs step by step and walked out.

At the gate, there were twice as many security guards as usual.

And the moment she stepped into the villa, two bodyguards quickly sprang out from behind her, staring closely at her, always keeping a distance of about two meters from her.

Wherever she went, the two bodyguards followed her.

Siyuan is like an iron barrel, it is tightly guarded, and not even a fly can enter or exit at will.

And Liang Nianhe was under surveillance [-] hours a day.

She stood in the sun, but she felt cold to the bone.

What to do, in this case, let alone seeing Song Zhixu, she couldn't contact him at all!

I can only pray...

He has his strategy.

.........

Beijing.

Song family.

Huge castle-like house, fountain rockery, garden, garage, and even a golf course.

Song Zhixu stood in front of the window with his hands behind his back.

The footsteps came closer and stopped.