Chapter 4989 I... go home...

I, Mo Yaochen, will never have children in this life.

Maybe this sentence seems nothing, but only by putting yourself in your shoes can you know how heavy it is. Not having children means he has no descendants. The ideas passed down for thousands of years cannot change day by day, and it is difficult for a man to accept it.

Bei Wanxing bit the back of his hand. He heard what he said so heartbrokenly. She didn't care how embarrassed she was in front of her elders. She reached out to pull his arm, "Mo Yaochen, get up quickly, don't tell your parents about this, they will be sad... Get up..."

Mo Yaochen suddenly raised his hand, knelt down and hugged her in his arms. He hugged her back tightly with both hands, "Sorry... Bao Zaoyue, sorry..."

He didn't know what else to say to her. Since he found her, Mo Yaochen wanted to tell her every moment that he had done something wrong, that he shouldn't let go of her hand, that he shouldn't misunderstand her, that he shouldn't...

It shouldn't be true. He missed his child... and killed him.

It is impossible not to be sad. Only he knows how much pain he feels. But Mo Yaochen did not reveal it in front of Bei Wanxing. He didn't know how to face her. The woman who was hurt by him to the point of being completely exhausted...

Mo Yaochen's eyes were scarlet and his messy short hair set off his handsome face. He had a noble family background and proud background that others could not reach. He grew up with a golden spoon in his mouth, but he felt that he had lost the most important thing.

The woman he loved most gave up loving him.

Nothing is more cruel than this...

Bei Wanxing pulled his wrist and felt her pulling her away. Mo Yaochen's heart was like a knife cut. He knew she wanted to leave. He could see the desolation in Bei Wanxing's eyes. Nothing more sorrow than death in his heart. The moment her mother was cruelly crushed to death, her heart was completely dead.

Mo Yaochen didn't know how to keep her. He just hoped that she could give him another chance... This time he wouldn't let go, he could not let go, he could not let go, if she didn't like the United States, he could give up inheriting the Tibetan people and take her to any place she wanted to live...

His arms suddenly disappeared.

Mo Yaochen only felt that his heart was empty.

Bei Wanxing was stronger than Mo Yaochen. She pulled him away and hugged her hand and took a few steps back. Her shoulders couldn't stop trembling, her back against the door, and looked at the two people standing, "Uncle and aunt... I won't marry him, I... I have long disliked him. The matter of the child has nothing to do with him. It's because I didn't take good care of the baby, so the baby would be killed. I... I can't have a baby and it's my own problem. I am very grateful to my uncle for saving me. I am really grateful to me. Now that Mo Yaochen is awake, I... it's time for me to go home."

After she finished speaking randomly, she turned around and was about to leave. Mo Yaochen grabbed her wrist and said, "Bao Zaoyue!"

Bei Wanxing was grabbed by him and stopped. She bit her lip and shook it. Mo Yaochen grabbed her harder, "Where are you going? Where are you going?!"

"I... go home..." Bei Wan Xingkong opened her eyes and burst into tears. It's time for her to go home... to find her mother and baby...

She broke free and was about to leave. Mo Yaochen suddenly stood up and hugged her from behind. He didn't care about his parents here, so he turned her body over, held her face and kissed her lips...

Bei Wanxing avoided the side face, and she pushed him desperately, "Don't do this, talk to your parents well, don't say these words... You can't not get married anymore, I don't want you to be responsible, I don't need you to care anymore, I really don't want it..."
Chapter completed!