Sir, don't be too bad

Si Mo's eyes were as deep as the sea, he stared at her quietly, and denied coldly: "No."

"Brother!" Hearing Si Mo's denial, Tang Jin couldn't bear it anymore: "You actually found out at night, so you should tell her the truth."

Xia Yiwan's heart skipped a beat, and an ominous premonition arose spontaneously.

"What's the truth? Tang Jin." She asked with a trembling voice, "What's the matter with this red rash?"

"That's right, brother Xiaojin, hurry up and tell me, what's wrong with him?" Si Nuanqian urged anxiously.

"My brother... he can't be cured of this disease." Tang Jin looked at her with red eyes, and said in a choked voice.

"Crack!"

Xia Yiwan's heart fell into an abyss in an instant.

"No! Impossible!" She looked at Simo in shock and shook her head repeatedly.

Si Mo is so strong, how could he be hooked on things like terminal illness?

"Brother Xiao Jin, what nonsense are you talking about?" Si Nuanqian screamed, "Brother, how could he have such a disease? It must be just an ordinary rash."

"I didn't lie to you!" Tang Jin raised his hand and rubbed his eyes.

"Brother, he knows that his illness is not good, so he filed for divorce with Wanwan."

When Xia Yiwan heard the words, she felt as cold as falling into an ice cellar.

The ominous premonition in her heart just now was confirmed.

However, she didn't want to believe it at all.

Thinking in her heart, Xia Yiwan looked at Simo with the last glimmer of hope: "What Tang Jin said is not true, is it?"

"You're just tired of me and don't love me anymore, that's why you want to divorce me, right?"

Xia Yiwan's throat was so congested that every word she said seemed to be being mutilated.

Her tears flowed down her cheeks uncontrollably, converging into a river, full of despair.

She would rather that Simo really just got tired of her and didn't love her, that's why he divorced.

He can not love her, not be with her.

But he has to be healthy and happy.

He was here, her heart seemed to have sustenance.

Seeing her painful expression, Si Mo's dark eyes flashed thick pain.

He raised his hand to cover his collar, turned around and walked to the French window, lit a cigarette, and remained silent.

Beside them, Mu Qianxun and Mu Cangkong stood quietly, shocked and silent.

No one expected that things would have such a reversal.

Simo proposed divorce not because of betrayal, not because he didn't love Wanwan, but because he loved her too much.

Xia Yiwan looked at the tall and stalwart figure in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, her eyes dim with tears.

The next moment, she ran over quickly and hugged Simo's waist.

"Why did you lie to me? Why didn't you tell me? Why did you have to bear it alone?" Xia Yiwan put her face on his back, crying and questioning: "I am your wife."

She is his wife, and such a big thing happened, but he kept it from her without saying a word.

Moreover, for the sake of divorce, he deliberately created such a scandal, intentionally misleading her not to speak out, and charged himself with betrayal.

The more Xia Yiwan thought about it, the more her heart ached.

Unable to control his emotions anymore, Simo reached out to cover Xia Yiwan's hand and raised his head.

Si Nuanqian watched this scene, crying heartbroken.

"Wanwan." Mu Qianxun was silent for a while, and then gently dissuaded him: "Don't cry, let Simo talk about his illness."

Now that he knew that Si Mo was still sincere to Wan Wan, the most important thing right now was to find out about his condition.

"That's right, maybe it's a misdiagnosis." Mu Cangkong said.