Nangong Shaojue arranged for Litchi to stay at the International Star Hotel and did not bring her back. Before he left, he only told her to rest well and return the button to her, then did not say anymore.

"Young Master! Is it really Miss Litchi? " Strictly speaking, they were shocked and puzzled as to why someone who had been dead for a few years would suddenly appear. This was something that they could not help but suspect.

Nangong Shaojue glanced outside the window as a neon light flashed past. The bright light flashed in his amber eyes, reflecting a complicated color.

He frowned deeply, his gaze was unfathomable.

He then asked coldly: "How is the situation with Han Zheng?"

"According to Quella, the situation on Han Zheng's side is progressing smoothly. The current situation on Miss Su is more stable!"

Strictly speaking, he could not help but be a little worried. If she was really Miss Litchi, then what would happen to Miss Su? Right now, the Miss Su was still carrying the child of the Young Master, and it was obvious that the Young Master loved the Miss Su very much.

"Young Master! Why don't you let little Young Master and Miss Litchi do the DNA identification … " All we have to do is do DNA testing.

However, Nangong Shaojue only looked out the window, and did not make any response. With his serious and ice-cold expression, it was impossible to tell what he was thinking at this moment.

For the next few days, Su Weiyi locked himself in his room. Mu Yexiao rarely came in, and every time he did, Su Weiyi would always have cold eyes filled with hostility.

After a few days of treatment, her complexion looked much better. She no longer suffered from any illnesses, and her weight also increased by a few kilograms.

Su Weiyi would draw, weave and flip through albums every day in depression, trying his best to control her emotions and maintain a good mood. She knew that if he continued like this, it would affect his baby, but now, his mind was filled with Nangong Shaojue's shadows.

It had already been half a month. Without any news of him, she couldn't be happy at all. She felt as if he had truly disappeared from her world. Where was he? What are you doing? Why is he still not coming to find me? He had said it was her birthday and he would marry her, but the 25th had already passed.

As long as she thought of this, she wouldn't be able to control her tears. Without him by her side, how would she be able to cheer up and let her child grow up healthy and healthy in her stomach?

She was sitting on the sofa with him, holding a baby in his arms. She was intimately holding him, and stretched out her hand to tease the baby in his embrace. She was smiling very happily, and the corner of his mouth also curled up into a smile.

Looking at the heartwarming picture scroll, Su Weiyi stared blankly. Suddenly, he felt a warmth, a warmth, the corners of his mouth involuntarily lifted up to form a happy smile, as if he was immersed in this beautiful picture scroll.

Just then, the sound of a door opening rang out, Su Weiyi instantly became vigilant, he turned and looked at the figure that was about to appear, the servant respectfully pushed open the door, only to see Mu Yexiao dressed in a dark grey casual attire, his entire person looking bright and handsome, as though he was a person from a painting.

Su Weiyi looked at him, his eyes that were originally full of happiness had turned ice-cold and filled with hatred, "Why did you come in? "Get out!"

Mu Yexiao looked at her. Even though they were over ten meters apart, he could still clearly see the scene she drew that was filled with happiness and love.

He was very clear about the contents of each painting. Every time he tried his best to control himself, she would quickly become his, but many times, he simply couldn't control himself. There was nowhere for him to vent out his feelings and could only continue to fight.

Facing Su Weiyi's cold and ruthless gaze, Mu Yexiao's handsome face did not change at all. Walking towards her, Su Weiyi frowned and shouted: "I'll let you out!"

"…"

But Mu Yexiao continued to walk in her direction, and his gaze had originally been on her body, but now he looked outside the window.

"You …" Su Weiyi opened his eyes wide and looked at him with extreme resistance.

Mu Yexiao stopped in front of a French window that was a step and a half away from Su Weiyi. Both of his hands were in front of him as he looked out at the blue ocean, with rays of sunlight landing on his silver hair.

Su Weiyi sat on the chair, and looked at him who was sitting quietly. In a daze, he felt that he had become a completely different person, no longer the person who casually killed people, and was no longer threatening her with a terrifying demon.

It was like an angel filled with warmth, intoxicating.

Immediately, Su Weiyi didn't know how to ask him to scram, and could only stare at him with furrowed brows.

After a long time, a gentle but low voice could be heard. "The weather today is not bad. You're the only one who should go outside to paint."

"…"

"I love being there, so I don't need you to meddle in my affairs!" He retracted his gaze and said coldly.

However, Mu Yexiao's expression was still as calm as before. He turned his head to look at Su Weiyi, and continued to speak: "If you continue to stay in your room, the child in your stomach won't be able to take it!"

After saying that, Su Weiyi subconsciously stroked her lower abdomen. Even though she had been pregnant for more than a month, her lower abdomen was still as flat and flat as before, without the slightest bulge.

But she knew that the baby was still in her stomach and that she and Shaojue's child were still here. The look in her eyes softened in an instant, but unconsciously,'s eyes stung.

After a long while, Su Weiyi lowered his eyes and calmly asked: "Just what are you bringing me here for? I don't like you either. Why would you do that? "

Mu Yexiao looked at her with congealed eyes, and answered: "Unique! I think I've already answered you! "

As long as the person beside her was always him, then everything was just a matter of time. He could wait. His patience had always been very good.

"Even if you imprison me here for my entire life, I won't like you, not to mention the fact that I'm carrying the child of the Shaojue in my womb!" She stared up at him.

"…"

Mu Yexiao looked at him, and the fragmented sunlight shone into his phoenix eyes, bringing about a dense, dazzling halo. He said in a low voice, "So the only thing I hope for is that the one in your stomach is a girl who looks like your child!" As he spoke, his voice became somewhat strange.