Mr.President, don't be too bad

Si Mo's eyes were as deep as the sea. He stared at her quietly and denied coldly: "No."

"Brother!" Hearing Si Mo's denial, Tang Jin couldn't help it anymore: "I found it all night. Just tell her the truth."

Xia Yi's heart jumped in the evening, and an ominous premonition arose spontaneously.

"What's the truth? Tang Jin. " She asked in a trembling voice, "what's the matter with this red rash?"

"Yes, brother Xiaojin, you quickly say, what's the matter with him?" Si Nuan hurried anxiously.

"My brother... He can't cure this disease." Tang Jin looked at her with red eyes and choked in his voice.

"Cluck!" A sound.

Xia Yiwan's heart fell into the abyss in an instant.

"No! Impossible! " She looked at Si Mo in shock and shook her head.

Sima is so strong, how can he be linked to things like terminal illness?

"Brother Xiaojin, what are you talking about?" Si Nuan Qian screamed, "brother, how could he get such a disease? It must be just an ordinary rash. "

"I didn't lie to you!" Tang Jin raised his hand and rubbed his eyes.

"Brother, he knows his illness is not good, so he will divorce him later."

Xia Yi heard the speech in the evening and felt cold like falling into an ice cellar.

The foreboding in her heart just now confirmed it.

But she didn't want to believe it at all.

Thinking in his heart, Xia Yiwan looked at Si Mo with the last glimmer of hope: "what Tang Jin said is not true, right?"

"You're just tired of me and don't love me, so you want to divorce me... Right?"

Xia Yiwan's voice was so blocked that every word he said seemed to be lingchi.

Her tears ran uncontrollably down her cheeks and gathered into a river full of despair.

She would rather Si Mo was really tired of her and didn't love her, so she divorced.

He can not love her or be with her.

But he must be healthy and happy.

When he was there, her heart seemed to have sustenance.

Looking at her painful look, Si Mo's dark eyes flashed through the thick pain.

He raised his hand to cover his collar, turned and walked to the French window, lit a cigarette and remained silent.

Beside, mu Qianxun and mu cangkong stood quietly, shocked and silent.

No one thought that things would have such a reversal.

Si Mo took the initiative to divorce, not because of betrayal, not because he didn't love late, but because he loved her too much.

Xia Yiwan looked at the tall and majestic figure in front of the French window with hazy tears.

The next moment, she ran quickly and hugged Simo's waist.

"Why lie to me? Why don't you tell me? Why do you have to bear it alone? " Xia Yiwan put his face on his back and cried, "I'm your wife."

She was his wife, but he kept it from her without saying a word.

Moreover, in order to get a divorce, he deliberately made such an affair, deliberately misled her not to say, and had to bear the crime of betrayal.

The more I think about it later in summer, the more painful my heart is.

Si Mo could no longer control his emotions. He put his hand over Xia Yiwan's hand and raised his head.

Si Wenqian looked at this scene and cried heartbroken.

"Late, late." After being silent for a long time, mu Qianxun gently began to dissuade: "don't cry, let Si Mo talk about his condition."

Now that we know that Si Mo is still sincere about Wan, the most important thing now is to find out his condition.

"Yes, maybe misdiagnosis." Mu cangkong spoke.