Chapter 675 The Perfidious Villain

Although he didn't quite understand the importance of losing his child, Jiang Xuecheng still said it very seriously.

It seemed that as long as Su Wan could tell who the bad guy was, he could go into battle at any time with a knife.

"Wanwan, please stop crying, okay? If someone bullies you, we can bully him back together."

Jiang Xuecheng shook his head as he spoke. He stretched out his knuckled fingers and wiped away the tears on Su Wan's face little by little.

He was very careful when wiping it, as if Su Wan was a rare treasure in his heart and was afraid of breaking it.

What a stupid boy...

——If we say why their child died, then both she and the man in front of her must bear the responsibility.

Thinking of this, Su Wan sighed lowly.

Su Wan put her arms around Jiang Xuecheng's shoulders and rested her head on Jiang Xuecheng's head, pretending that this was not an ignorant child, but the man on earth who could give her a shoulder to rely on.

Snow City, I'm afraid...

When will you really think of me?

I really can't hold on anymore...

It was me who failed to protect our children...

A tear slipped down Su Wan's cheek.

Seeing that Su Wan didn't speak and just cried silently, Jiang Xuecheng felt even more panicked.

He stupidly held Su Wan's face, put his lips under Su Wan's eyes without thinking, and kissed away the tears that fell.

The moist touch fell on Su Wan's face, and it was like an illusion in a trance.

"Wanwan, your tears are salty."

Jiang Xuecheng smiled coquettishly and spoke seriously, as if he wanted to make Su Wan laugh.

But this joke was not funny at all. Su Wan's expression did not change. She just held him blankly, looking like a puppet that had lost its soul.

It has a beautiful skin, but it no longer has any vitality.

The more Jiang Xuecheng thought about it, the more troubled he became. He knew that Su Wan was in a very bad mood, so he only dared to carefully twirl a strand of Su Wan's hair.

"Wanwan, why is your hair so much longer than mine?"

Such childlike questions coming from Jiang Xuecheng would have been unbelievable to Su Wan on Earth, but she has long been used to it now.

Su Wan used to be in the mood to explain such small daily things to him, but now she was not in the mood.

Just thinking about the child she lost made Su Wan feel like the whole world had collapsed.

This is an eternal nightmare that I will never wake up from, let alone forget.

Su Wan's heart ached, and she reluctantly pulled the corners of her lips into a bleak smile.

"Okay, Xiaocheng, Wanwan is not in the mood today, can I explain to you next time?"

Seeing the empty look in Su Wan's eyes, Jiang Xuecheng, whose IQ was only six years old, did not dare to pester her like before, so he nodded obediently.

"Let's go to bed tonight, okay? If you have any unhappy things, just have a good sleep and you'll be fine!"

Hearing Jiang Xuecheng's suggestion, Su Wan nodded.

Jiang Xuecheng then turned off the lights and fell asleep with Su Wan in his arms.

The hair of the two people overlapped each other, and they breathed each other in the darkness.

Despite his limited IQ, Jiang Xuecheng still felt uneasy and felt that something was wrong with Su Wan.

He stretched out his left hand to hug Su Wan, and at the same time covered Su Wan's palm with his right hand, trying to convey some strength to Su Wan.

Sooner or later, everything will be fine.

Leaning on Jiang Xuecheng's embrace, Su Wan unexpectedly stopped dreaming about those bloody and desperate scenes.

This night, there were no nightmares, only the cool smell coming from the pillow. It was the smell of Jiang Xuecheng. It was very light, but it made Su Wan feel calm.

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The next day, when Su Wan got up, the sun was already shining brightly outside, and Jiang Xuecheng was no longer around his pillow.

Su Wan was already awake. She blinked and saw the graceful and elegant ceiling above her head, as well as the gorgeous crystal chandelier.

She straightened up slightly and vaguely saw the wind chime on the window sill blowing, making a crisp sound.

This was her bedroom in the Divine Palace, not the operating room full of dark memories.

Nothing seems to have changed, and yet everything seems to have changed.

Su Wan subconsciously stroked the scar on her belly. She lifted up her clothes and realized that in just one night, the scar became much lighter than last night.

Although it was still hideous and twisted, the extent of the scars was smaller.

Oh, what a unique gift!

Is it just because she has the kind of dragon blood Ming Ye mentioned?

Normally Su Wan should feel lucky, but at this moment, this scar reminds her all the time.

So what if the scar is gone? Will her child be able to come back?

Su Wan pursed her lips. She had never been as fragile as she is now. She had the urge to cry anytime and anywhere, but the tears seemed to have dried up last night.

The eyes were hollow and red, and not even a single tear could be squeezed out.

Just a dull soreness.

When Su Wan heard the door open, she looked up and saw a slender figure like a bamboo, looking down at her from afar.

"Are you finally willing to wake up?"

The voice was extremely familiar, still as pleasant as before, but Su Wan could only feel the biting coldness.

Su Wan twitched the corners of her lips. In fact, she woke up last night, but the person you were at that time was not the person you are now.

She had been sleeping for so many days, and she had thought a lot, but in the end she was only left frustrated.

He didn't even have the courage to face this man now.

Because in Su Wan's view, Jiang Xuecheng was the executioner who indirectly killed her unborn child.

——He clearly promised himself that he would keep their mother and son safe, but why is this happening?

No matter how hard Jiang Xuecheng tried to defend himself, Su Wan didn't believe it at all.

Su Wan looked away coldly, never looking at Jiang Xuecheng again, lying down directly and covering her face with the quilt.

Seeing this scene, the young Emperor's son was shocked. He didn't seem to expect that Su Wan didn't want to see him so much!

Jiang Xuecheng pursed his lips tightly. He quickly moved away and walked over, angrily lifting Su Wan's quilt off!

At this time, the two could only look at each other, with anger in each other's eyes.

"You hate me so much that you don't even want to see me in front of you?"

It was Jiang Xuecheng who made the decision first. His lips were pursed into a straight line, his expression as sharp as a knife and full of scrutiny.

Su Wan's face was gloomy. She nodded without thinking, and then looked away again.

This man is actually just a treacherous villain.

"Yes, I disdain people like you who break your promises."

Hearing these words, Jiang Xuecheng felt a sharp pain in his heart. He raised his hand angrily, as if he wanted to slap Su Wan in the face.

But he raised his hand high into the air and suddenly grabbed Su Wan's chin.

Jiang Xuecheng used great force, forcing Su Wan to look at him.

"You said I broke my promise? What about you?! Have you ever thought about what the evil child in your belly means to me?"