r his daughter and finally placed the opportunity before him."Child, just...just trust us once."Mrs. Jian's eyes were wet, and she held onto Jian Tong's hand tightly, unwilling to let go, afraid that...Little child, let me go, who will let me go

This lifetime, it's just clinging to hatred and resentment. He can't let go of this person, he’s right in front of me... No matter what!

"I'm really already..." exhausted....

"Why don't you explain first, why are you in the hospital And why did you sign a bone marrow donation form"

She blinked. "Why don't you explain Why were you spying on me"

"Monitoring me" The man crossed his arms, a sneer curling his lips... She thought he was watching her, but she knew nothing!

If it weren't for him... Suddenly, he clenched his fist.

Their eyes burned with uncontainable rage.

"Jian Mo Bai's situation is very bad." She had no other words, she understood him too well, this person's temperament.

"So you're going to sacrifice yourself" he sneered.

"I just donated bone marrow, I didn't want to die."

"Other people will be fine, but you... Jian Tong! You dare guarantee that You dare guarantee there won't be even a tiny mistake"

"Do you know, if something happened to you, I would...!” He glared at her, abruptly stopping.

He just clenched his fist, making a sickening grinding sound.

Her chest heaved violently, she didn't care about anything, absolutely nothing! ...including him!

His dark eyes, filled with pain, slammed shut abruptly, refusing to let her see even a flicker.

It's more like despair than anger.

He… she didn't care about him anymore.

He really doesn't care anymore.

Even knowing her own physical condition, even knowing the danger that could befall her, she chose to hide it from him.

"He is my brother."

Shen Xiujin let out a cold snort, her brother

Is that kind of person worthy of being her brother

Such a person, why would they let her take risks!

He didn't draw a breath, and his breaths grew increasingly ragged.

"Jian Tong, say you love me." He commanded in a domineering tone. To himself, he said, as long as she said it, he believed her. As long as she said it, he would forget what happened today.

Just say the word!

That damn woman, though, was a clam. She wouldn't open her mouth.

Time passed by bit by bit, he was waiting, he told himself, he could wait.

As long as it's her, he would spend the rest of his life waiting for her, just waiting for her to say those three words.

"Say you love me, say it, you love me." He grew more insistent.

She grew even more silent.

That look...

A burning pain lanced through the man's chest, and a deep ache settled in his eyes, as if he had lost something precious.

Are more important than his life.

"Is that so difficult" he asked with a sneer, his harsh tone and mocking words masking a plea.

A woman doesn't understand. It was just those three words, once so unrestrained, so cheerful, so domineeringly told to him, saying them a thousand times, ten thousand times could be fine, but now, she can't bring herself to say them.

The pain, growing deeper and deeper. Despair, too, grows ever more profound.

The pain in his chest, and the deep-seated despair, he looked at her, it was something no one could understand... After the madness of despair, came the despair of madness.

Don't believe it!

It's hard to believe that her heart could ever hold him again.

He suddenly bent down, his arms firmly supporting her on either side, and pressed a deep kiss upon her.

She only felt, like a hurricane, sweeping in.

Slap!

A slap echoed.

"Damn it!"

His head, struck askew, lay against her shoulder. They were close, their heads touching.

His handsome face buried in the bedding, the man's lips twitched upwards little by little: "Yes, I'm a bastard. So, little one... stop resisting futilely... It's useless."

Chapter 319: Heaven On Earth, Hell In My Heart.

He pressed against her, and the woman’s eyes welled up. Her voice, rough and hoarse, rasped: “I hate… you…”

A deep kiss, firmly sealed the words left unsaid.

A tearing pain, without any prelude, came suddenly.

A woman's words are forbidden, but in her eyes alone, hate and fear dwell.

The man touched those eyes, and suddenly his chest ached. He reached out to cover them, he didn't want to see, he didn't want her to look at him like that!

In his obsidian eyes, pain raged, raw and unrestrained. He allowed it to show unchecked; what did it matter Her eyes were obscured anyway; she couldn't see him.

Anyway... anyway, she's his!

He was the one committing the violence, and he was also the one in pain... Isn't that right If you miss it, there will never be a future again.

Little one, little one, you are too cruel!

In the room, an ambiguous atmosphere hung heavy. The two people caught in the midst of it allowed their hearts to sink deep into the murky depths of uncertainty.

Ming Ming, doing what he had most wanted to do for three years, yet his heart trembled with discomfort, suffocatingly so.

Although my body senses pleasure, my heart grows colder and more painful with every passing moment.

Her muffled sighs, her forbearances, every subtle sound, he listened to them carefully. Every time a slight sound arose, his heart ached a little more.

I'm sorry, little one, I don't want to hurt you, don't run away, don't run away just stay by my side, I'll be good to you, give you the whole world, don't...run away.

He knew he was shameless, he knew, this life... he gave her all the shamelessness.

Though my body feels light and happy,

my heart aches with sorrow.

Between heaven and hell, he finally, went insane.

It was over. The man got up, and the woman in bed lay there, her soul seemingly gone, numbly staring at the man's well-built chest as he dressed with elegance. It was as if...as if everything that had just happened was nothing more than a ridiculous farce after a boring affair.

He seemed like a mere client, just finishing a debauched affair.

She raised her finger, but discovered that she couldn't even muster a sliver of strength.

"You really are a bastard." Her eyes were dull, moving mechanically from side to side like gears, staring blankly at the man by the bed.

The man's slender fingers lightly tapped the buttons of his collar, paused for a moment, then slowly turned his head, his deep eyes cast down, scanning the woman on the bed:

"Don't you already know, I'm such a bastard"

He slowly buttoned the last button, then bent down, his palm propping up her cheek. His handsome face, inches from hers, curved into a thin smile. His voice, husky and deep, spoke slowly: had some disagreements. Tell me, do you know where she went She's pregnant with our child... If something happened...”"Oh, so it's a lovers' quarrel. You should have said something earlier," the tax...