"What I think is that even if I die, as long as I help you resolve your emotional issues, you will feel guilty towards me for the rest of your life. Feeling guilty towards me will naturally make you treat my six children well. Even if you marry and have more children in the future, you will still care more about the sextuplets out of my 'good intentions'. This is just my intention. Si Minghan, when did you become so self-indulgent?" Di Bao asked with a smile.
In other words, she had no feelings for him at all.
This fact was like a thousand arrows piercing his heart, causing Si Minghan to tremble even when breathing. He looked at her with crimson eyes, "I don't believe it..."
"Believe it or not is up to you. Let go!" Di Bao didn't struggle, but simply ordered him, because he knew he couldn't defeat him.
Si Minghan gripped her slender shoulders with his hands, the joints turning white from the intense endurance. Under the strong suppression in his heart, his fingers loosened tightly.
Di Bao breathed a sigh of relief calmly. Just as he was about to turn around, his waist tightened and he was immediately led to the car by Si Minghan. The car door slammed shut.
"Si Minghan, you!" Di Bao was so angry that he was shaking all over.
"There's no car here. I'll take you downtown."
Dibao stared out the window, suppressing his inner anger and convincing himself that arguing with him was pointless.
This person is always domineering and strong!
"I hope you'll keep your word."
The car drove away from the cemetery steadily. Dibao kept looking out the window, not even glancing at the people next to him.
Si Minghan looked at her without saying a word, as if he wanted to make himself invisible.
He knew clearly how much his father Emperor Bao rejected him.
It doesn’t matter. She just recovered her memory and can’t accept it for the time being. He can wait.
As long as she lived, he had hope.
When the car arrived in the city, Si Minghan kept his promise and dropped Dibao off the car.
Di Bao just stood up when her wrist tightened. She was displeased and asked, "Are you going to regret it?"
"I just want to tell you to be careful when you are alone. Call me if you have any problems." Si Minghan looked at her with deep and gentle eyes.
Dibao didn't appreciate it at all. He pulled his hand back forcefully, got out of the car, and walked into the crowd without looking back.
After walking for a while, she looked back and found that Si Minghan's car was no longer there, which made her relax her guard.
Dibao looked down at his wrist, and saw a faint red mark on his fair skin.
She had no intention of resisting Si Minghan's touch; his physical intimacy would never leave no trace.
How could I possibly call him and take the initiative to get closer to him?
Dibao walked silently down the street alone. She was familiar with the place where she had once struggled for food.
Also trying every possible way to escape from the devil's cave.
She came back with her memory intact.
There is pain and there is laughter.
It made her feel mixed emotions.
Dibao returned to Aunt Qiu's apartment and walked to the door. She looked at the closed door. She had changed to an electronic lock a long time ago. She couldn't remember the password, but would her fingerprint be able to detect it?
She reached out and tried, a flash of blue light passed by, and the door opened.
Di Bao couldn't help but feel nervous. He pushed the door open and walked in.
Everything inside was still as it was. The familiarity and familiarity made her nose tingle.
The house is still there, but the owner is gone.
If Grandma and Aunt Qiu were still alive, she would have let them live in the most beautiful castle and lead the richest life... Dibao entered the room where she used to live and found that there were many men's items in it. When she opened the cabinet, there were men's clothes. Her face turned cold.
There will be no one else except Si Minghan.
Close the cabinet and walk out of the room. Out of sight, out of mind.
Dibao walked to the balcony and looked down, feeling extremely depressed. Looking back at the dozens of square meters of living room, she remembered that there was a surveillance camera here before.
Is it still available now?
She walked into the living room and felt a sense of being stared at. She felt uncomfortable. If she was being monitored, then was she being monitored by Si Minghan at this moment?
Dibao looked around the living room, looking for surveillance cameras in every corner, and then found it behind the mural. He simply pulled it down and threw it into the trash can.
The picture disappeared, and Si Minghan, who was sitting in the car with his phone in his hand, changed his sitting position, his expression calm and composed.
Dibao sat down on the sofa, slightly lost in thought.
She had lived here the night before her self-immolation.
Being tortured and threatened by Si Minghan, he lived a life worse than death.
Thinking about it now, my hands still tremble.
Turning away to face the sunlight on the balcony, the shadow in my heart was slightly dispelled.
Si Minghan knew about her, so did he also anticipate her going to see the child next?
There's no way she wouldn't come to Kyoto to see her children!
Thinking about how happy the children would be when they saw her, her eyes softened.
The phone on my body rang. It was a video call from my three brothers at the same time. I answered it, and three big men appeared on the screen, as if some top-level meeting was about to be held.
"Abao!" Di Bolin looked at her excitedly.
"Abao, why didn't you let the bodyguard follow you?" Di Aotian asked.
"What other requests did Si Minghan make?" Di Shenhan asked.
"No, I'm fine anyway. I'm resting alone in Aunt Qiu's house now. I'll go to school to see the kids later." Di Bao said. She couldn't wait for them to finish school; she didn't want to run into Si Minghan.
"Abao can go see the children, but I can't..." Di Bolin said with envy.
Dibao wanted to laugh, "You'd better wait until I'm older to come. Don't let me ask you to go back to Xizhou Island and you won't want to leave."
"Really?" Di Bolin expressed his innocence.
"Why not?" Di Aotian interrupted, "He'll stay for several days!"
"Indeed." Emperor Shenhan.
"You are jealous that I can take wedding photos with my younger sister!" Di Bolin said.
"What wedding photos?" How come Dibao didn't remember this?
"This..." Di Bolin looked a little guilty.
"The last time you had your period, he was willing to come back alone because he made a deal with Si Minghan. He allowed him to take wedding photos with Ximei and let you stay in Kyoto for a few more days." Di Aotian said.
Dibao thought about this matter. She had not thought about it carefully before, but now she understood it. So that's it.
Seeing Di Bao's silence, Di Bolin immediately stated, "Don't worry, Bao, I will never push you to Si Minghan!"
"It's okay. There's no way he and I can be together anyway." Di Bao said. Now that she has recovered her memory, no one can make the decision for her regarding Si Minghan.
"Can you come back after seeing the child?" Di Shenhan asked.
"It's not that easy..." Dibao said. The three bosses were silent for a moment.
If Si Minghan uses any means, the child is the most powerful weapon.
By then, their precious sister will definitely soften her heart.
After all, I owe my child three generations. When the child acts like a spoiled child and cries and makes a fuss, how can I be so cruel as a mother?
Even their three uncles were not spared...
"It's okay, just stay with the child. Your brothers will pick you up in a few days." Di Bolin said gently.
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