Mo Hanting looked at her pitiful look, and his heart began to tighten and hurt inexplicably.

Moreover, it is heavier at once... But as soon as I think of Si Yan using such a ridiculous rhetoric to perfunctorily and deceive him, Mo Hanting hated him... He suppressed the discomfort in his heart, and the trace of hesitation that had just stained his eyes was soon replaced by sinister: "Believe it?

Oh, I won’t believe anything you do for a woman who is addicted to lying!”

Si Yan's sad gaze was always wandering back and forth on his angry eyes.

When he saw the moment of hesitation in his eyes, Si Yan covered his heart's hand and silently closed it a little.

She really doesn't have that much time to wait for Mo Hanting to fall in love with her slowly.

She now has only two ways to go.

Or, let go of everything and wait for death.

Or, you can do whatever you want to let Mo Hanting see clearly the true heart in his subconscious that he was holding tightly.

She is a mother and is not qualified to sit still and wait for death.

So, she chose... to gamble by any means! Even if she was ashamed, she gave up.

Si Yan put his heart forward and walked forward to him tightly wrapped around his neck, gently placing it on his lips, and kissed him.

When the warm lips were pressed on, Mo Hanting's heart felt inexplicably throbbing for a moment, or... it was itchy?

But then, the lips left.

Immediately afterwards, Si Yan kissed him gently on his face and forehead... Mo Hanting was shocked by the woman who was sticking up in front of him without knowing his life and death to seduce him.

She would actually hook him in front of the wax figure of her sweetheart?

This woman was crazy! Si Yan let go of him and couldn't wait to look at him, and said in a hurry: "Mo Hanting, look, you didn't instinctively push me away, which proves... you don't hate my touch, right?

This was the case before. Every time you have troubles, you would ask me to hug you and kiss you like this. You said that this will make you forget all the troubles..." Mo Hanting pushed her away with force, stood up, took two steps back, and kept a distance from this disgusting woman.

He was covered with a violent and terrifying aura, and his sharp vision said sinisterly as if he could kill someone: "Si Yan, you are looking for death! At this point, he dares to treat me as a fool and a substitute in a noble way!"

Does this damn woman really want to live anymore? Mo Hanting looked at the wax figure beside him angrily, with a smile on his face that was exactly the same as him, as if showing off to him, mocking him as a loser... He was so angry that he kicked the wax figure beside him to the ground.

Si Yan's heart was stunned and faced Mo Hanting and said anxiously: "Mo Hanting, don't do this! This is just a wax figure..." Mo Hanting pushed her with a long hand, pressed her to the ground, and controlled her tightly, with an angry spark in his eyes: "Why, even if it's just a wax figure, do you feel distressed?

Oh, then continue to hurt me!"

He said, punching the wax figure hard at the chest and completely destroying it.

Si Yan's pupils suddenly tightened. For many difficult days and nights, when the pain was so cold that it was almost impossible to persevere, it was this wax figure that gave him the courage to continue to recover him... Seeing that the comfort of the past was destroyed so roughly, how could Si Yan be calm?

She stood up shakingly, firmly crossed the wax statue, grabbed Mo Hanting's shoulders with both hands and shouted loudly: "Mo Hanting, look at me!"

Mo Hanting looked at her indestructible appearance, and the nameless fire in his heart became more and more intense. His eyes swept sharply on her body, as if he could cut her into pieces in an instant! Si Yan was not afraid of his eyes at all, and stared at him with a sad face: "You said you marry me just for Si Ruo. Since that's the case, why do you care if there is anyone else in my heart?

You care, just because you still like me a little bit in your heart, right?"

Mo Hanting's eyes turned cold.

He raised his hand and pulled Si Yan's hair hard, pulled her face to his heart and pressed it down, lowered his head and looked at her coldly with a ferocious look: "I like you?

Then do you think, do I like your viciousness or your lowliness?

Or, I like you, when I climb another man’s bed, I look shameless?"

Looking at the mocking sarcasm on the corner of his lips, Si Yan felt a sense of coldness and sorrow as if she was dead.

She put down her self-esteem and tried to help her to recognize her heart through her subtle reactions.

But his focus was never in his heart, but... how to hate her! Hate her! Torturing her! Mo Hanting looked down on her condescendingly, sarcasticly: "I have said many times that I can't tolerate others coveting my things, let alone my people. If you spread these two legs for other men, even if it's something I don't love, it won't work!"

"I don't!"

"Just be stubborn and try your best to hide that wild man. Once I find his real person... I will definitely! You two will die without a place to die!"

After he said that, he completely threw her away, turned around and walked away.

He didn't want to stay with this woman who was covered in dirty air for a minute! After leaving the orphanage and getting on the bus, Mo Hanting called Shen Ze and said in a deep voice: "Look at Si Yan, send someone to check if there are any opposite sexes in this Sixi Orphanage! And... Immediately send someone to cast a net around the world to check the whereabouts of a man who looks very similar to me. This man should be very cunning in medical skills, so people are more careful and don't alert the snake!"

In the attic, Si Yan looked at the wax figure that had been destroyed into residue, squatted down, trying to piece together the residue of the wax figure, but found it so difficult... Si Yan didn't want to cry, but her eyes couldn't help but feel sour, and tears as big as beans dripped on the face of the wax figure that had been broken like a broken line.

She closed her eyes, bent over slightly, and put her forehead on the wax figure's forehead. The strength on her body seemed to be being evacuated little by little. The feeling of powerless suffocation made her feel so distressed that she couldn't stop.

It is obviously impossible to make Mo Hanting believe that he is Asheng.

But she only has half a year... No, with Mo Hanting's attitude towards him, she may not have even been gone for half a year! Why does the man who once held her in his palm hate her so much now?

What else should she do to make Mo Hanting fall in love with him?

She really... really doesn't want Nuannuan to die as soon as she came to this world... What exactly should she do to save Nuannuan?

What else can she do...
Chapter completed!