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

"Listen again," he said, "feel it more. There will be very few opportunities like this in the future."

"Few does not mean none."

"Cherish the moment." Si Moli replied, "Every minute and every second with you is precious."

His ears were always pressed against her bulging belly and never moved away.

Liang Nianhe didn't know what he wanted to hear, maybe...

He just wanted to have physical contact with her.

Let him go.

Liang Nianhe's hand gently hugged his head.

If divorce has never been possible, how could he and her get along like they are now.

Relaxed, comfortable and harmonious.

"I heard it." Si Moli whispered, "It was a very clear voice."

Liang Nianhe was curious and confused: "It's only been four months and it hasn't taken shape yet."

"Really heard."

"Really? What's the sound? What does it look like? You can imitate it."

Si Moli smiled lightly and said, "It can only be understood, not expressed in words."

Liang Nianhe snorted: "It's exciting again."

He still smiled and slowly stood up and sat next to her.

"Si Moli," she looked at him, "if I was really cruel and aborted the child, would you hate me?"

"will not."

He answered directly without any hesitation.

Liang Nianhe curled his lips: "Liar."

"How could I lie to you? We have already come this far." Si Moli said, "Besides, before I tested you, I always thought you really had a miscarriage."

After a few seconds of silence, his voice lowered and became hoarse: "The only thing I hate is myself."

Liang Nianhe asked again: "What if I really have a miscarriage? Really?"

She seemed to be very persistent about this question and kept asking Si Moli for the answer.

"That's because I didn't do a good enough job to make you not want to have children for me." Si Moli said, "Miscarriage is very harmful to a woman's body. Without a child, your body will also be damaged."

Si Moli always took all the faults and responsibilities on himself and did not blame Liang Nianhe at all.

By now, he has seen things clearly.

He finally understood what it means to love someone.

He was loving Liang Nianhe in a way that Liang Nianhe accepted and recognized.

"Then..." Liang Nianhe looked into his eyes, "I insisted on getting a divorce and refused to forgive you and continue to be together. Have you ever hated me because of this?"

Si Moli met her gaze.

After watching quietly for a while, he asked: "Why do you keep asking me if I hate you? Nianhe, are you afraid that I will... hate you?"

"I, I just wanted to ask."

"No matter what, I have only love for you, not hatred." Si Moli replied, "Don't worry."

Whether it was a fake miscarriage or a real divorce, the only person Si Moli hated was himself.

What could Liang Nianhe do wrong?

She married him, but she never enjoyed a good day. She always spent her time in conflicts and quarrels.

Si Moli felt ashamed of her.

Liang Nianhe lowered his eyes and stopped looking at him.

"Why is there no hatred at all?" She murmured, "I don't believe it."

She always felt that Si Moli was unwilling and unwilling.

The fact that he accepted it so calmly was just on the surface.

There must be other thoughts in his mind that are unknown to anyone.

She wanted to ask and hear the truth.

Si Moli held her hand, raised it, and pressed it to his heart.