Yu Siqiao blocked her hand, saying, "Forget him, from now on, I am your heaven."
With a cold, deep voice, Yu Siqiao stared at her, serious beyond words.
Jealousy surged within, filled entirely with possessiveness.
Mo Shu encountered his gaze, pausing momentarily, as if she saw Yu Siqiao in that instant.
Mo Shu's eyes trembled slightly, unable to discern the difference between him and the man she loved dearly.
Identical.
Yes...
Identical!
For a moment, Mo Shu couldn't extricate herself from this illusion.
Seeing her like this, Yu Siqiao's expression grew even darker as he spoke, "I don't mind your past, I will raise the child, and my wife will be the only person; the life of a couple you desire, I can give you, but your future can only have me."
Mo Shu suddenly thought of the day she married Yu Siqiao.
That day, Yu Siqiao stood under the spotlight, receiving public attention, looking at her through the vast sea of people.
