Billion Spoils: President's Exclusive Sweet Wife

She looked at him in a daze. Her mood was still fluctuating. Was her decision really right? If you can really put it down, why does her heart still seem to be affected when looking at him?

Did she overestimate her determination? Or she has neglected her feelings for so many years.

From small to large, the feelings over the years can really be buried so simply? Maybe, if she really put down this relationship, would she not decide to give birth to the child?

Giving birth to this child was destined to be involved with him all her life, but she never wanted to kill the child.

Or it should be said that, in fact, after they met at first, after she inherited the blood curse of the king's family, he and she were already involved.

When Mei Beichen tied junleyan's shoelaces and looked up, she only saw her staring at him.

"What are you looking at?" Mei Beichen asked.

"I thought you were a little different before, but now I think you are the same as before." she couldn't help saying.

He looked at her firmly, "in fact, I have never changed." his love for her has never changed from beginning to end.

Junle Yan's eyelashes trembled slightly and suddenly stood up, "I... I'll pay the bill." then he walked to the cashier.

Mei Beichen slowly put away his hand, slowly stood up and looked at junle Yan paying at the cashier. His thin lips tightly closed into a straight line, but his deep eyes were full of complex expressions.

Is she still avoiding him?

The reason why she didn't see him completely was just because... He was her destiny. His luck is her misfortune.

When they came out of the mall, Mei Beichen drove junleyan back to the apartment.

After listening to the class all afternoon and visiting the mall, junle Yan's face obviously has more tired look. The servant is already preparing dinner.

Junle Yan said, "do you want to have dinner together?"

"No, there are still some hospital things to deal with." he said, but he didn't leave immediately, but said after a moment of silence, "Yan Yan, what kind of existence am I to you? If I'm not your life, don't you even bother to look at me more?"

"Why do you think so?" she said.

"Otherwise?" he chuckled, as if with infinite self mockery. "You and I all know that now you are willing to let me accompany you, but because of my identity. If... I can't stop your pain, then you won't let me approach you again."

"No!" she said almost reflexively.

"No? What's that?" he asked.

"Even if... You are not my life, you are still the child's father."

"But it's not the one you love, is it?" he murmured, his palm gently stroking her face, "Yan Yan, if I'm just the child's father to you, will you only find me for everything about the child in the future? Don't go to anyone else. I can accompany you for pregnancy examination and undertake everything a father should undertake and do, but don't deprive me of my right. I can't stand it..."