Chapter 92: Happiness

Chi Jinyan slowly approached her, and Cen Xia spoke anxiously, "Chi Jinyan, only you would have such a dream. You killed your own flesh and blood with your own hands. Can you still expect me to forgive you?"

While he was stunned, she slowly reached out and tried to take her clothes, but her wrist was firmly held by Chi Jinyan, "How did you know?"

"I heard your conversation with Mo Yongzhe." Cen Xia's eyes were full of resentment and she glared at him fiercely.

For some reason, Chi Jinyan actually felt a little relieved. Less deception meant less guilt.

No wonder she didn't feel sad for the child, it turned out she was blaming herself.

After a brief silence, he said in a heavy tone with a hint of pleading, "Can you please not mention this? I have my reasons."

He couldn't let her know those things, let alone let her know that she could never be a mother.

Cen Xia looked into his eyes, which were filled with pain and helplessness, and her