He Xiyan leaned against the window, propped her elbows on the windowsill, her clear and bright eyes looked at the sky in the distance, the sunset shone on her beautiful little face, but at this time the face was a thick gloomy color that could not be dissolved. As a pregnant woman, she should be in a good mood, but she was annoyed.

A strong vanilla scent hits the face. Her heart shook as she looked at the man who was walking towards her.

She gritted her teeth, her face flushed with irritability and nervousness, and she reached out to push the man away, but to no avail.

"Yan Yan ......" The man's deep and hoarse voice rang in her ears. Make her eardrums buzz.

"Yan Yan, come back with me, I will take care of you." Mo Yixuan brought his body closer to the woman in front of him, his chin resting on the top of her head, and his hands were wrapped tighter, as if this was the most precious thing he had lost.

He Xiyan's clenched lips overflowed with a smell of blood, and it was still the most familiar embrace she had ever had, but at this time, such a hug made her whole body tremble.

"We're divorced." She roared out, lifted her foot and stepped on the man's shoe, also wanting him to let go of himself, such an embrace no longer belonged to her, and they could not be entangled like this.

"I know." Mo Yixuan sighed lightly, and there was the pain of being stepped on on the instep of his foot, but it was not as painful as in his heart. He remembered that as long as he hugged her like this, she would smile happily, but at this moment his face was resisting.

"I know we're divorced, but I'll take care of you, and you're still my family."

Close relatives?

He Xiyan's eyes widened, these two words were like knives that could cut through her heart at any time. She can't forget the day he threw that divorce agreement in her face, he used to be her only relative, but from the moment they divorced, he was not, he is now the husband of another woman.

Her relatives only have an unborn baby in her womb.

Thinking of the baby, she frowned again, and a layer of tears rose in her eyes, and slowly all of them condensed into tears. And she didn't dare to resist the slightest move, she was afraid of hurting her baby.

"Yixuan, please let me go." She turned her head to look at him, her teary eyes full of pleading.

begged him to spare her. Don't dwell on it anymore. She's tired, really tired.

Mo Yixuan's cold eyes slowly filled with tears, and he remembered that more than a month ago, his face was crying and begging him, begging him not to divorce or abandon her. But he forced her to sign the divorce agreement. He thought that the moment she signed must have been painful, and he cried very sadly, but he didn't even dare to look at it, and only turned his back to her.

"Yan Yan, go back with me, I will buy you a house with the best environment in the night city for you to live in, whatever you want, I can give it to you, I can accompany you when you are lonely and bored, as long as you go back with me." Mo Yixuan reached out and stroked the hair that fell on her forehead, and the familiar feeling between his fingers made him linger. He didn't want her to live here alone. He will accompany her through this life. It was a vow he had made.

"Come back with you, then what am I?" He Xiyan listened to the man's inexplicable words, and those words even sounded extremely ridiculous to her. His current wife is Xia Yuwei, what is it if she goes back? Lover?