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

"I thought, if you torture me again, I will fight you. But I never took out this knife."

"Then I finally pulled out the knife because you took me forcibly and ignored my resistance. Later...you gave me the real knife, but I still didn't stab you. Now, I still say the same thing, Si Mo Li, I don’t want you to die.”

Liang Nianhe stood in front of Si Moli and stared into his eyes closely.

"Hate is hate, but love is also love. Unfortunately, my hatred for you is far greater than my love for you. Si Moli, there is too much hatred, and I have covered up and buried my love. How can I get rid of so much hatred and love you with all my heart?"

"I, Liang Nianhe, dare not say how much I love you. But if you ask me, have you ever loved me for a moment? I can tell you clearly, yes, I have loved you."

After saying that, she reached for his knife.

But before Liang Nianhe touched his hand, he took the initiative to throw the knife away.

Then, Si Moli raised his hand and hugged her into his arms.

Cruelly, tightly, forcefully, he wrapped his hands around her waist and pressed his big palms against her back, as if he wanted to integrate her into his body, into his bones and blood...

Such a tight hug.

Liang Nianhe rested his chin on his shoulder, his eyes slightly moist.

This was not the first time they hugged, but there was a different feeling that they had never experienced before.

He loved her, and she loved him.

This is the first time they show their sincerity!

Hug seems to be the most intimate distance. They are close and there is no gap. The two bodies warm each other and feel each other's temperature and breath.

But...when hugging, you can't see the other person's expression.

It is the closest and the farthest distance in the world.

"Nianhe, Nianhe..."

Si Moli hugged her and called her name one after another.

At this time, whether it is hate or love, everything can be temporarily thrown aside.

He just wanted to give her a good hug.

He smelled the fragrance of her hair, felt her petite body with his hands, and his generous embrace was opened to her and filled by her.

Liang Nianhe was truly in his arms.

"I'm sorry," Si Moli's voice trembled, "Can you forgive me?"

He spoke very slowly: "Give me a chance to make it up to you, let me love you properly, and love you again. Nianhe, you are not without feelings for me, you have loved me too... Let's give it a try ,OK?"

"Don't just leave me and sentence me to death. I can't bear to let go. You have also taken revenge on me and made me lose our child... The pain has been over. Don't dwell on the past anymore."

"Nianhe, love is such a rare thing, and falling in love is even more difficult. Since we both love each other, why should we separate?"

Liang Nianhe turned her head slightly, but Si Moli hugged her tightly and she couldn't move.

She felt the moisture on her shoulders.

That is……

Si Moli's tears.

He is crying.

Men don't shed tears lightly, but it's not the time to feel sad.

For a successful and famous man like Si Moli to cry, this shows how deep the pain is in his heart.

This is what Liang Nianhe wants to see most.

Many times, when she was tortured by Si Moli to the point of death and had no hope for the world, she was thinking that one day...