C2

"Mommy? What's the matter with you? " The Little Camel looked at Lu Baobei who was holding his hand strangely.

"Heh, so you're still afraid?" From the dark corner came a devilish chuckle. It was deep and melodious like a noble cello, and its superior aura made people unconsciously submit.

"…" Lu Baobei trembled as she closed her eyes in despair.

It really was him!

Lu Baobei couldn't see the man on the sofa clearly, but the person on the sofa could see her reaction clearly.

As if he couldn't take it anymore, the man on the sofa suddenly stood up.

With a step forward, Sikong Ting walked out of the darkness.

It was as if Satan had walked out from the dawn. His handsome face slowly appeared in the dim light. He was so noble that he had an evil aura about him, causing people to not dare to look him in the eye.

The sharp Eagle-liked Eye firmly locked onto the woman who was lying on the sickbed, Sikong Ting's thin lips lifted into a sneer.

Was there a day when she dared not to look at him?

What about the courage to break up with him? What about the courage to show love on TV with other men every day?

The courage to secretly give birth to his child?

Sikong Ting's anger soared, he grinded his teeth as he looked at Lu Baobei, wishing that he could tear her apart alive!

There was no need to open her eyes, just from the oppressive aura, Lu Baobei already knew who it was. Furthermore, she had even heard his voice.

The voice entered her dreams every night.

In a nightmare that he was unable to escape from.

The sound of footsteps was getting closer and closer. Lu Baobei held the bed sheets tightly with both of her hands, her body bursting out straight, her fear had reached a critical point.

Suddenly, the sound of leather shoes stopped.

Sikong Ting stood still by the side of the sickbed. His tall body cast a shadow as he examined Lu Baobei's slightly pale white, beautiful face condescendingly. His eyelashes trembled, and his pale pink lips trembled.

Aren't you looking at him?

Sikong Ting squinted his eyes, and then smashed the woman on the bed with his cold words, "Lu Baobei! "How dare you!"

"You're not allowed to bully my mommy!"

Before Lu Baobei could say anything, Little Camel by the side could not resist and spoke out. With a stern face, she used all her strength to push Sikong Ting's leg away, wanting him to stay away from Lu Baobei.

But compared to Sikong Ting, his strength was simply too weak. He could not even make the slightest of movements towards Sikong Ting.

Sikong Ting's gaze was fixated on Lu Baobei's body from start to finish. Seeing that she actually still did not intend to look at him, Sikong Ting clenched his hands into fists by his side, as veins bulged out of her body.

She actually dared to ignore him like this?

Little Camel was still strongly pushing Sikong Ting. Sikong Ting shifted his gaze, lowered his head and coldly glanced at Little Camel, and saw features that were seventy percent similar to his.

Sikong Ting's eyes flashed, glanced at the woman who still had his eyes closed, and smiled coldly.

"I'll give you three seconds. If you don't open your eyes, I'll throw this kid out!" The man's threatening voice was extremely cold and fierce, bringing along an absolute chill and an oppressive feeling that did not allow for sudden change.

No one dared to doubt that he was joking.

Lu Baobei's body trembled, she immediately opened her eyes and rushed towards Sikong Ting in anger, "If you dare touch him, I'll kill you!"

"Go away! You're not allowed to bully my mommy! "Bad guy!" Little Camel tried his best to push him away, his face red.

The love between mother and son was truly deep!

At this moment, he was like an outsider!

The corner of Sikong Ting's eyes narrowed as he stared into the eyes of Lu Baobei that made his heart tremble. He shouted without turning his head back, "Si Nan!"

In less than three seconds, a slender man appeared at the door. Sikong Ting did not need to order anyone else around.

Si Nan looked around, then went forward and carried Little Camel and left.

"Mommy, Mommy save me …"

"Little Camel!"

Lu Baobei turned pale with fright, she flipped her blanket and was about to jump off the ground in Si Nan's direction.

There was a sudden flash of a shadow and a powerful force threw her back onto the bed.

"Ah …" Lu Baobei's head knocked against the bedside, the pain unbearable.

Sikong Ting's cold eyes were like daggers, staring straight at Lu Baobei's body. He extended his hand and caught Lu Baobei's neck.

There was no heartache in his eyes, his handsome jaw was taut, and the corners of his eyes were slightly narrowed.

Lu Baobei froze. She knew that this was Sikong Ting's reaction when he was angry.

Even after four years had passed, Lu Baobei still had a clear memory of every one of Sikong Ting's habits.

"What is it? You don't want to continue pretending? "

"Let me go!"

Lu Baobei shouted loudly. Little Camel's struggling voice could faintly be heard, causing Lu Baobei's heart to burn with anxiety.

"Huh? Let you go? " Sikong Ting laughed sarcastically, as if he did not hear the Little Camel's crying, and stared straight into Lu Baobei's eyes, "Why aren't you pretending anymore? Continue acting! Continue pretending that you can't see me! "

As soon as he found her address, he flew over in the night, but she dared not even look at him!

He was tired of living!

"What are you doing?" Where are you taking him? Give me back my son! You can't take him away! " Lu Baobei anxiously shouted, and slapped Sikong Ting's hands, wanting to break free from Sikong Ting's grasp.

She could no longer hear the voice of the Little Camel.