Xia Yiyi opened her eyes and looked at Mu Jingchen who was pressing against her. Thinking of him killing their son, who is still so fierce now, she was so angry that she kept crying and pushed him away. “It’s so fierce that I’m a murderer” the words behind were blocked by Mu Jingchen’s lips.
Mu Jingchen was pushed hard by Xia Yiyi, and the hand that supported the ground accidentally failed to hold it. He carried it on her body and accidentally hit her lips.
Both of them were stunned.
Mu Jingchen, who had reacted first, quickly left her lips, and his already cold face was now covered with frost.
Xia Yiyi also turned her face awkwardly, only tears flowing silently.
The silent crying and silent endurance at this moment makes people feel moved and pity, which makes people unable to bear it.
Mu Jingchen looked away, “You are responsible for everything today.”
Xia Yiyi’s tears flowed even harder. Thinking of such a cute and sensible son being killed by him, he was angry and hated, “You hate me, you can let me die, why should you hurt Xiaobai, he is also your son.”
“When you destroyed my wedding, you killed Xiaoya, why didn’t you think about today?”
Xia Yiyi, who was lying on the ground, raised her hand and wiped her tears, “I was young and ignorant back then, and I already knew that I was wrong. Xiaoya was not the one I killed. It was really Ning Lili who suddenly pushed me.”
“Do you dare to say that Xiaoya’s death has nothing to do with you?”
Xia Yiyi closed her eyes and could only cry helplessly.
Mu Jingchen was right. Even if Xiao Ya was not killed by her, she died because of her. In short, she was killed indirectly.
“I am willing to accompany you with my life,” Xia Yiyi said crying.
Mu Jingchen was inexplicably angry, grabbed her shoulder and pressed her tightly to the ground, “Even if you die, can Xiaoya survive?”