When song Xiaoya returned to the villa door, he obviously felt something was wrong.

At ordinary times, there would have been a servant waiting for her, but today the whole villa was quiet, and there was no sound at all.

Song Xiaoya with doubts, pushed open the door of the living room.

At the moment when she opened the door, the white headlights in the hall, which was as bright as day before, suddenly turned dark.

"What's the matter?"

Song Xiaoya was startled. Before she had time to scream, she saw a faint candle light in the direction of the restaurant.

Her delicate eyebrow slightly a Cu, think of some kind of possibility, heart rate with acceleration up.

Is he back?

With this doubt, she walked to the restaurant.

Mu Junhao appeared in front of her in a straight suit. Obviously, he just dressed himself up.

The black hair is all combed to the back of the head, revealing a clean and full forehead.

At this time, that pair of amber eyes deeply staring at her, eyes in the candle light, eye light than the candle light is a bit brighter.

Song Xiaoya at this time to see clearly all the scenes in the kitchen.

The long dining table is decorated with a rich candlelight dinner, and several candles are burning on the dining table.

Is this a candlelight dinner?

Song Xiaoya looks up at Mu Junhao in shock.

Did he come home quietly just to make a romantic surprise for her?

He took Li Weiwei to travel abroad. As soon as he got home, he couldn't wait to have a candlelight dinner with her.

Lover and wife coax well, both sides are not going to give up?

Just think of this possibility, song Xiaoya's heart is like something alive to dig out a piece, blood dripping, fingers tightly together, the body trembles slightly.

The light in the room was dim, and Mu Junhao was a little nervous at this time, so he didn't find song Xiaoya's face changed at all.

Mu Junhao, holding the dark red box in his pocket of his suit, suddenly comes forward and kneels down to song Xiaoya.

"Xiaoya, will you marry me?"

Song Xiaoya was stunned.

His eyes were unspeakably moving under the candlelight.

But song Xiaoya felt that she was shaking even more.

What he said was that he didn't want her to leave him. Is that what he wanted?

She and Li Weiwei, both sides he does not offend!

"Mu Junhao! How can you... "

Song Xiaoya wants to open her mouth, but she finds a lump in her throat, an acid in her nose, and an involuntary redness in her eyes.

She swallowed, worried that she would lose her manners in front of the man. She closed her mouth and turned around to leave.

Seeing this, Mu Junhao's eyebrows wrinkled fiercely. He never thought that song Xiaoya would react like this.

He called out: "Xiaoya!"

Song Xiaoya stops. Her fingers are tight again, but she doesn't look back.

Her heart suddenly speechless disappointment and despair, she thought Mu Junhao is different.

All along, because of her father's infidelity, she didn't believe in feelings. It was Mu Junhao who repeatedly broke through the defense line in her heart.

But when she gave up her heart completely, he gave her such an answer.

Song Xiaoya closed her eyes and forced her to swallow the bitterness of her heart.

Mu Junhao is even more nervous when he sees song Xiaoya. After all, it's because he is so obsessed with her that she stays with him. If she wants to leave him again because of Li Weiwei, what should he do?

No way! Absolutely not!

Mu Junhao thought of this possibility, his heart a burst of suffocation.

Mu Junhao got up and walked to song Xiaoya's back in three or two steps. A pair of slender and powerful arms hugged her tightly from behind her.

"Xiaoya, are you angry with me?"

Smell speech, song Xiaoya's heart mercilessly shakes, he wants to confess with her finally?

Does he want to keep Li Weiwei around, and she Also want to stay around, even if she does not want to, he will force her to stay around, this is the result of his treatment?

Song Xiaoya found that even if Mu Junhao chose Li Weiwei to give up on her, she would not be so uncomfortable.

If he chooses Li Weiwei, she can forgive him for his responsibility. He must be responsible for Li Weiwei, but if he wants both, she will only be disappointed in him.

Mu Junhao doesn't know what song Xiaoya thinks at all. He just keenly feels that she is in a bad mood.

"Xiaoya, listen to me! I was on a business trip for two days, but I was delayed for one day, so I came back late. Besides, I'm really busy these days, so I don't have time to send you a message. Can you understand me? "

“……”

Understand?

Song Xiaoya gave a sneer in her heart, and even her expression became colder."I can understand you!" She said suddenly in a cold voice.

After all, Li Weiwei is pregnant with his child. Even if he has no feelings, for the sake of the child, he must give Li Weiwei an explanation now. Moreover, Mrs. Mu's love for Li Weiwei must have given Mu Junhao a lot of pressure.

In fact, when Chen Xiao saw her in the park that day, Chen Xiao showed her the photos of Li Weiwei and Mu Junhao traveling together, and her mood became very sensitive.

But just back home, a strange number sent her a picture again.

It's Mu Junhao and Li Weiwei who appear in the obstetrics and Gynecology Department of the hospital.

Recalling that night, when she told him that she would be together all her life, she felt that reality had slapped her in the face.

How silly she was to think that she would be his only one?

If a man says a few nice words, she will give him everything!

Song Xiaoya's heart has been numb with pain, and her tone is naturally cold.

Mu Junhao heard song Xiaoya say "I understand you", but his sensitive intuition, song Xiaoya this sentence is not the meaning he wanted.

He loosened her waist, frowned tightly, and asked, "Xiaoya, what happened to you? Can you tell me? "

Hearing the words, song Xiaoya turned around and looked at his Qingjun eyes with a pair of clear eyes. She asked, "what about you? Don't you have anything to say to me, to be frank with me? "

Mu Junhao looked at the cold expression on Song Xiaoya's face. He was in a panic. "Xiaoya, I I... "

He wanted to explain, but he couldn't.

Li Weiwei has his child in her stomach, and now the child has to stay. He's sorry for her.

He knew that what he was doing was selfish.

Selfish to the core.

But what to do?

He was really reluctant to let go of her hand, even if he knew that there would be another thorn between them, but he was confident that as long as she gave him this opportunity, he would redouble his repayment and compensate her.

He hesitated, song Xiaoya suddenly couldn't stop sneering and interrupted: "stop talking! I know all about it! Now that you have chosen her, there is no need for us to continue

Whether it's for the sake of children or for other reasons, the three person line will always hurt people more deeply.

Song Xiaoya said, regardless of the consternation in place of Mu Junhao, raised his feet toward the upstairs.

It's already ten o'clock in the evening. Obviously, it's unrealistic to leave at this time. Even if you want to leave, you have to wait until tomorrow.

Looking at Song Xiaoya's figure, Mu Junhao's finger holding the ring droops down decadent.

Servants hiding in the dark with fireworks in their hands were confused by the sudden development.

How could that be? The lady refused, sir!

Oh, my God!

It's unnecessary for Mr. Wang to propose. His wife is already his wife. Why do you propose?

However, judging from the dialogue just now, it seems that the husband has done something sorry for his wife!

The servant sighed, but did not dare to stay any longer. He put the fireworks in his hand one after another and said to Mu Junhao, "Sir, let's get busy first."

The original hot and noisy room was suddenly deserted.

Mu Junhao sat at the table, looking at the candlelight dinner carefully prepared on the table, his eyes became sad.

He covered his aching heart, his eyes were scarlet, and even his breathing became rapid.

A deep sense of powerlessness surged into his heart. He knew that he should not force song Xiaoya to stay by his side, but as long as he thought that she would leave him, he felt that his world became dark and cold, and he could never find any warmth.

At the thought of the boundless despair, his fingers on the table clenched tightly.

Song Xiaoya did not return to the bedroom, but went to the children's room.