Xia Yixuan should be alive, and Xia Ruoxin is the one who should die, right, some people are born to be princesses, and some are used for superfluous, such as her.

She lowered her eyelashes slightly, put her hand on her lower abdomen, and pressed her fingers again, as if they were about to be wrenched.

She's enough, right? Enough is enough for losing a few moments to be a mother?

It's just, is it really enough, in fact, she is wrong, and the mistake is outrageous, she has to pay back a lot, a lot, so that she can't imagine it.

She looked around, it really seemed to be a cage, not only her body, but also all of her, and even her soul.

She lay down and shrunk her body, as if only in this way did she feel alive, but her fingertips were already as cold as snow,

I don't know how long she slept, but when she got up, she was still in that position, and it was already dark outside, and she was the only one in such a large room, and only one person was listening to her breathing.

She went out of the room and turned on all the lights, she had long been accustomed to this kind of life, and there was nothing to be afraid of.

Sitting on the sofa, she took out today's newspaper, just glanced at it, but her heart shrank, above, it was none other than her husband, he was intimately hugging a woman's waist, and there were still people below who were speculating when she would leave the main palace and be abandoned and become an ex-wife.

Putting down the newspaper in her hand, she just shook her eyelashes slightly, and under the milky white light, she seemed to have a faint look of confusion.

It turns out that he can still be good to other women, but, except for her.

She stood up, as if she couldn't stand the air here, so oppressive and dull that she couldn't breathe, she shut herself up, her back to the door, but she still couldn't stop the anger, and when she looked up, her hands grabbed the clothes on her chest.

It really hurts.

Sour and astringent pain.

Unbearable pain.

Endless pain.

Lying on the bed again, she buried her face in the quilt, and did not hear it, and suppressed cries came from this room one after another.

A black high-end private car stopped at the door, and out of it came a man in a black suit, the corners of his lips were slightly tightened, and the black clothes seemed to be able to completely blend into the night, along with himself.

This man will always belong to the darkness.

He took out his own key, and if the card rang, he walked out, and all the lights on his face were on, and the corners of his lips seemed to be higher, more sarcastic and indifferent, that woman, was she afraid of people, or ghosts.

Ripping off the tie on his body, he sat on the sofa, picked up the newspaper on the table, his eyebrows just raised slightly, another woman who didn't know whether to live or die, is he Chu Lu so easy for her to use? It's just that she has slept with him a few times, and she really thinks that she can fly up the branches to be a phoenix, and his wife is only that woman who can sit except for Yi Xuan, unless she is dead.

Suddenly, he crumpled the newspaper on the table, and then stood up, it was really a very deserted room, he opened the door of the master bedroom, everything here was prepared by him for Yixuan, but it was Xia Ruoxin who lived in the end.

Hooked lips and smiled, the curvature was still cold.