Yes, she was too foolish.
All these days, she had been living in the fictional fortress of her own creation.
But now, all of it had collapsed.
He Yingdong was dead; he would never return.
So, her persistence, her stubbornness, everything driven by her obstinacy, what meaning did it hold now?
"Qiqi, Qiqi, look at me! He Yingdong was not your entire life. Without him, you still have me! I can be with you through the rest of your life. You also have the baby in your belly. I promise, I will treat him as my own."
Looking at Li Jiaqi's pale face, with her hands tightly clutching the hem of her clothes, the whole person seemed on the verge of collapse.
Huo Siyuan was anxious.
This situation was really bad.
He originally intended to keep it from her, at least until she successfully gave birth.
After the baby was born, it wouldn't be too late to gradually explain everything to her.
Unexpectedly, she had been so clever in investigating this matter behind the scenes.
