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Chapter 1283: Our son is dead (20)

Gu Xiaoai reached out and grabbed his sleeve. He was frightened and smiled in difficulty on his pale face, and his voice was hoarse, "Li Juefeng, if you told me now that this was a joke, I wouldn't be angry,

Really, I won't be angry with you..."

So tell her this joke...

My son is still fine, my son is healthy and will not die...

She hadn't even seen her son yet, how could she die? No, absolutely not...

She suffered so much, and her son survived strongly in her belly. How could she be born... Sky-high Little Wife: The President's 33rd Day 1283

Li Juefeng looked down at her, his black eyes dark, "My son is dead."

One sentence exposes all Gu Xiaoai's expectations.

Gu Xiaoai looked at him blankly, her fair hands sagging from his sleeves, and her body took two steps back unsteadily.

Dead.

The child died? She carefully protected her son... is dead?!

When his eyes turned dark, Gu Xiaoai almost fainted and fell down.

Li Juefeng quickly stepped forward and hugged her into his arms, holding her weight, and stared at her pale and ugly face anxiously, "Gu Xiaoai!"

Gu Xiaoai leaned in his arms, and in his sight, there were innocent babies in the glass window...

She thought...her son was here.

She thought... she could still hug the child before she was paralyzed...

"Why... didn't you tell me earlier?" Gu Xiaoai was hugged tightly by Li Juefeng, and his voice was so hoarse that he could hardly even hear him.

"You have just finished the operation and your body has not recovered yet, so there is no need to know." Li Juefeng said in a low voice.

No need?

She is the mother of the child, how could she not need to know?

"Where is that child? I want to see him, I want to see him..." Gu Xiaoai grabbed his arm excitedly, his eyes without tears, only anxious.

"In the cemetery." Li Juefeng stared at her, "it has been buried."

...

Buried?

"I haven't seen him yet, why don't I let me see him?! I'm his mother..." Gu Xiaoai became anxious and grabbed his arm with both hands, as if she could catch something

. Sky-high Little Wife: The President’s 33rd Day 1283

She is the child's mother, and she doesn't know why the child has been buried...
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