"A bomb..." He smiled as he responded, slowly walking up to her, lifting a strand of her hair, and gazing at her with a smile, "Yang Ru is already arranging it, soon you'll go and have this little thing removed."
"Si Jue!" Mu Yiliang blurted out, "No! We can't hastily remove it! The risk is too great!"
He lowered his gaze and remained silent, his long, thick lashes casting a faint shadow on his eyes, exuding extreme sensual allure!
Suddenly, he chuckled softly: "If you happen to have an accident, I'll go accompany you. It's not in vain that you gave birth to me."
Lan Yueru stared at him blankly, a chilling coldness stirring in her heart...
"Si Jue..." Her lips trembled.
"What, unwilling?" His eyes slightly closed, releasing a cold aura of danger.
Lan Yueru shivered, shaking her head: "No! If I die, so be it, but you can't! You need to live well with Yiliang..."
