Play a coquettish in the palm of the boss

Chapter 691 Yan Sijue, He Is Your Biological Son! (17)

One sentence is asked, and the answer is self-evident.

Ye Xingtong suddenly lowered her head, and for a moment, her mood was so chaotic that she couldn't accept it.

The truth of the matter, how could it be so ridiculous?

Silent.

"Yan Sijue, my mother woke up a few days ago!"

"Well, you said it."

"She told me that when the car accident happened, you just hung up the phone with her. So, the person who hit my mother with the car was definitely not you, but Chu Yiyi, right?"

While speaking, Ye Xingtong slowly raised his head, looking at him with rippling eyes.

Yan Sijue quietly closed his evil eyes and pursed his lips lightly, neither denying nor refuting.

"Xingtong, I'm sorry!"

"You should really say sorry to me, because you...really hurt me deeply!"

At this moment, there was a desolate smile in her eyes.

All the misunderstandings have been resolved, she can understand him, and even forgive him, but... this does not mean that the relationship between her and him can go back to the past.

Some things, missed, is missed.

At least at this moment, her heart cannot accept him.

"Sorry……"

"I never thought that you would shield Chu Yiyi. I even suspected that she was the one who wanted to kill me when I was almost forced to have an abortion! Yan Sijue, even if you knew all this, you would not testify against Chu Yiyi." Why? Why...she is so important to you?"

At this time, Ye Xingtong turned around and turned his back to Yan Sijue indifferently.

Unable to face it, she chose to escape.

Yan Sijue's painful eyes could not be explained, his lips were tightly pressed together, but he could not utter some words.

"Xingtong, I owe Yiyi a lot, so that time, I will return all my love to her. It's just one time, only one time, and there will be no next time."

"Yan Sijue, I will never forgive Chu Yiyi!"

"sorry!"

"You don't need to apologize for Chu Yiyi, I will let her pay back what she owes me."

"..."

half an hour.

Everything settles into a silent relative.

Yan Sijue is only separated from Ye Xingtong by clothes, but his heart seems to be thousands of miles away.

He couldn't take it back, he stretched out his hand, but couldn't touch her.

At this moment, perhaps it was an emotional fluctuation, he seemed to be overwhelmed by the pain of the wound on his body for a sharp moment.

"Um……"

And the suppressed muffled hum, which seemed strangely painful.

Ye Xingtong trembled slightly when he heard it, hesitantly wondering whether he should turn his head or not.

"Yan Sijue? What's wrong with you?"

"fine!"

His voice could hardly conceal the tearing pain.

At this moment, Ye Xingtong turned around without warning, his eyes met his pale face, and he was shocked, "Yan Sijue, is your wound hurting?"

She leaned over and exerted a little force, but in vain Yan Sijue's movement of wanting to get up was severely interrupted.

"Cough cough..."

Coughing violently, causing the body to tremble uncontrollably.

The pungent smell of blood spread instantly.

"Your injury? You, you still lied to me that it was not serious!"

Ye Xingtong's eyes widened in disbelief, and his pressed hands almost panicked to support his shoulders.

In the next moment, she leaned unsteadily into his arms, her lips almost pressed against his neck, almost kissing all the way up.

"Mommy, what are you doing with this bad guy?"

But at this moment, a feeble voice came faintly from beside him.

(End of this chapter)