Billion Spoils: President's Exclusive Sweet Wife

Her fingers, without pulling one of his fingers, his heart would be filled with a great pain, and when his hand was completely separated from her arm, the pain seemed to drown him.

She was clearly in front of him, but he seemed unable to grasp her.

Qin Sitong took his daughter's hand and walked into the elevator.

The little guy looked at Jun Jisheng who had not stepped into the elevator and said strangely, "Mommy, why didn't Daddy get into the elevator?"

"Daddy still has work to do, so Mommy and Yan Yan won't be with Daddy." Qin Sitong said, glancing at Jun Jisheng outside the elevator, and then pressing the door closing key of the elevator.

The elevator door closed slowly. In front of him, the figure of her and her daughter was slowly separated. After all, she couldn't see it at all.

Once is a lifetime?

He suddenly stumbled. Is that the answer she gave him? Is it impossible for her to accept him again whether she is his wife or not?

In those days, he never told her about the blood curse of the king's family.

What exactly did he tell her? In what way did she want her to kill the child? How did you hurt her?

What else did he do besides what he knew? Why can't he remember it all?

Why? Why?

I want to remember all this and the time I spent with her. For the first time, he suddenly felt that he was so weak that even the memory that should have belonged to him was missing so that he could not find it.

"What's the matter with you, sir? It seems very uncomfortable." a passer-by shouted.

Jun Jisheng suddenly laughed, but there was endless bitterness in his laughter.

If he told her the blood curse of the king's family, would she be willing to forgive him for his mistakes? Will you understand that he wants to cut off the blood of your family in his own hands?

But if he did, he would be like his father in those days. Life and death were only in the hands of his mother.

She and her mother are different people. If he really said it, she would not punish her father in that way like her mother.

Even if his life is really under her complete control... It doesn't matter.

Just because he can't stand her refusal, her refusal is so painful to him.

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When Jun Jisheng returned to the car alone, he sat in the back seat of the car, but he didn't speak. He just closed his eyes and leaned against the back seat of the car. The whole person seemed exhausted.

Naturally, the driver in the front row didn't dare to say much, but just waited. After all, three people got off before, but now only the president came back alone, and the president's face was obviously not very good-looking.

After a long time, there was a commotion in front. Jun Jisheng slowly opened his eyes and looked like the front. It was the cutting ceremony of a new cinema next to the mall.

Jun Ji said coldly to the driver in the front row, "go back."

"Yes." the driver answered and started the car.

Just as the car slowly left the parking lot and passed in front of the cinema, Jun Jisheng only saw a car stopping, and a man came down from the car, and some people around, such as the high-rise or staff of the cinema, seemed to cluster around the man with a smile.