"Zhizhi, how could you ... Lie to me like this?" His fingers were so hard that it seemed like he was going to dig a few holes in her bones.
Her voice was tight and hoarse, and her deep eyes were filled with frustration and helplessness.
More than that, he felt heartache and helplessness.
It was about the child, about what he had done to her when he was angry and irrational after losing the child.
Mo Zhiyun's hands were placed on the table beside him. He involuntarily clenched his fists and bit his pink lips. He pretended to be calm and said,"For that 5% of shares!"
&Quot; is that five percent of the shares that important to you? "
It was so important that she wanted to use her child and her own body as a weapon to hurt him and take revenge on him.
