"Because," Jun Wuhen opened his mouth to speak, but felt a sweetness in his throat, and a surge of blood that he could no longer hold back.
He opened his mouth and spat out a large mouthful of blood.
Blood stained the clothes on his chest red.
"Sir, what's wrong with you?" He stepped forward to help Jun Wuhen in panic.
Jun Wuhen wiped the blood on his mouth and chin with his sleeve.
A faint smile appeared on his face: "Don't worry, I'm fine."
"I just felt a little uncomfortable."
"Okay, I'm going to take a shower, change my clothes, and make some arrangements."
He said lightly, his pale cheeks filled with a kind of pure and thrilling beauty like the bright moonlight.
His eyes, as clear as water, remained calm and showed no emotion at all.
With that said, he broke away from his arm and was about to leave.
Helian Jingyun was silent for a moment, then suddenly said: "Is it because of Miss Yanran?"
Jun Wuhen's steps faltered.
Helian Jingyun sighed, in this world, only that woman could make him lose control to such an extent?
He walked up to Jun Wuhen and stared at him deeply: "Although you say that you are not opposed to her aborting the child, in fact, in your heart you really hope that she can give birth to this child."
Jun Wuhen closed his eyes lightly, feeling as if his heart was being grasped by an invisible hand, and even breathing became a little difficult.
If someone else said this in front of him, he would definitely not let him live.
But now it was Helian Jingyun, his best brother, who directly exposed his thoughts.
He pursed his lips slightly and looked at him calmly, his eyes filled with turmoil.
Helian Jingyun said: "So, you cannot accept Xuan Yunshu's news at all."
Speaking of this, a trace of sadness and anger flashed across Helian Jingyun's eyes.
He has always respected and admired Jun Wuhen. No matter how big the problem was, he could find a way to resolve it.