Just when ye Qingcheng thought he was still silent, the sound of a lighter sounded in the air. Ye Qingcheng raised his head slightly. Dongfang Shijin sat on the sofa and sucked cigarettes deeply, and a lot of cigarette butts had been scattered at his feet.

Maybe the smoke was so strong that ye Qingcheng didn't feel it for a moment.

"Whose child is it?"

This time, Dongfang Shijin finally opened his mouth. A touch of scarlet on his fingertips was like a flaming fire snake in hell. His eyes were fatal and dangerous.

Ye Qingcheng was stunned and didn't understand what he was asking?

"Whose child is it?" she repeated, puzzled. "From beginning to end... You're the only one I've ever had... How can it be someone else's? Who else can it be?"

"Are you sure?" the scarlet of his fingertips burned out slowly, as if it was coming to his fingers, and his voice was a little dark.

"Otherwise?" Ye Qingcheng was stunned.

"Qingcheng," he suddenly got up and rubbed out the scarlet cigarette butts in the nearby ashtray. His body was shrouded in cold and cruel oppression. "I hope you will be honest with me the last time I trust you."

"..." Ye Qingcheng looked directly at his face and suddenly couldn't find any... Tenderness on it.

Her heart fell in a moment, like falling into a bottomless hole

There is no reason to panic, just like the rising tide of the sea

His deep affection for her could not be found in his eyes.

"Are you wondering... Isn't the child yours?" Ye Qingcheng's palm was sweating, and she suddenly felt sarcastic. "Did Blanche say anything to you?"

If it's because of what Blanche said, it's really a naked slap in the face.

After all, he still believes in his fiancee and lets them... What they have experienced is equal to zero?

But if you don't believe her, then when she was pregnant, he was so careful, that joy and expectation... How could it be false?

He was looking forward to their children, but now he began to doubt whether the child was his?

Does this also show how fragile they are?

Fragile terrible

"Very good, ye Qingcheng," Dongfang Shijin stood condescending by the bed, his body like a pouring rain before the pressure, "this is the last chance I'll give you."

Ye Qingcheng didn't know the meaning of this sentence, so his heart was covered with breathing pain, "you don't believe me."

"I gave you a chance." the pupils of Dongfang Shijin are red. The turbulent depression is about to erupt like the roaring wind. He restrained himself, and it is so difficult to restrain

Unexpectedly... One day, there will be such a possibility that the woman he loves and the child in his belly may be someone else's?

Ye Qingcheng didn't explain, because ye Qingcheng didn't know what was wrong with Dongfang Shijin, because yesterday? As for becoming like this?

Does he have to be so suspicious when she talks to others in the future?

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