Chapter 212 A Couple of Resentment
Zhuang Jie Ning's hand gently stroked her flat belly and smiled elegantly, "Li Siheng, you should be grateful to me now. If it weren't for me, you would die and your father would have no descendants."

These words were too harsh and harsh. Li Siheng was mentally prepared, but his face still turned grim.

He looked coldly at Zhuang Jie Ning, the most gentle and elegant nobleman in Hong Kong. At this moment, he smiled sarcastically with anger that was difficult to conceal, "Zhuang Jie Ning, you are really great."

"Why didn't you speak so confidently in front of Bian Yue just now?" Zhuang Jie Ning didn't care about Li Siheng's anger at all. She smiled proudly, looked at Li Tingmo, and said, "Dad, what should I do if Siheng scared your precious grandson by talking to me like that?"

Li Tingmo's chest was burning with anger, but facing Zhuang Jie Ning's sarcasm and ridicule, he could only put the overall situation first and endure it.

Li Tingmo advised, "Si Heng, there was no love between you and Jie Ning, but she is your nominal wife after all. You should give her what you should give her. What's more, the Li family needs an heir."

Su Youxue stood aside, feeling cold all over. She originally thought that she had seen enough filth and darkness, but at this moment, she still found it hard to believe Li Tingmo's cold-bloodedness.

She knew it was wrong, but she still couldn't help but say it, "Uncle Li, the person on the bed is your own son. He is so weak now. How could you let Zhuang Jie Ning stimulate him like this!"

Li Tingmo was stabbed by Su Youxue's words and immediately became angry. His face flushed and he looked at Su Youxue coldly, growling, "Shut up! You have no right to interrupt me when I'm talking to my son!"

Li Siheng frowned, looking at Su Youxue biting her lip and looking at her bewildered face, and said in a deep voice: "Youxue, go out first, I have something to talk to them alone."

Su Youxue looked at Li Siheng worriedly and walked out.

Zhuang Jie Ning sat down on the sofa. She smiled calmly and looked at Li Si Heng's expressionless face, pretending to be surprised, "Why are you looking at me without saying anything? I thought you would have a lot to say to me. After all, we are going to get married."

Li Siheng's expression was cold. "Zhuang Jie Ning, I am not interested in your private life, but I must know who the father of this child is."

Zhuang Jiening raised her eyebrows, deliberately showing a puzzled look, and slowly said: "What do you want to do now that you know? Do you want to get rid of this person? Li Siheng, if you really do this, I will think you care about me."

Li Tingmo pinched his brows and looked at Zhuang Jie Ning with a gloomy expression, "That's enough, stop talking. Answer Si Heng's question, whose child is this?"

Zhuang Jie Ning slightly restrained her smile. She looked nonchalant and said frivolously, "I forgot."

"What did you say?" Li Tingmo even thought that he had heard it wrong. He looked at Zhuang Jie Ning in shock, his eyes full of surprise, "Did you forget?"

"Yes," Zhuang Jie Ning's smile deepened. She looked at Li Siheng with bright eyes and a sweet smile. "After all, with so many men, how can I remember whose child I am pregnant with? Li Siheng, why don't you go ask those people in the Li family who made me pregnant."

Zhuang Jie Ning was even more out of control than Li Siheng had imagined.

She was simply using herself to take revenge on him. Zhuang Jie Ning didn't want to do this marriage that neither of them could avoid, but she had no way to fight it, so she chose to make herself feel like a thorn in her throat. Just like she chose to keep Su Youxue by her side, becoming a thorn in Zhuang Jie Ning's eyes. They hadn't gotten married yet, but they already had the embryonic form of a couple with grievances.

Li Siheng thought of Bian Yue at that time. She was also his fiancée, but at that time, her heart and eyes were full of him. She really loved him, a person with a dark heart.

He had let her down, so now, Li Siheng was willing to regard this marriage as his punishment.

He had regained his composure, and under Zhuang Jie Ning's expectant gaze, he said calmly, "It's okay if you don't remember. It's not that important at this age. You still have to take good care of your health. This child is very important."

The smile on Zhuang Jie Ning's face froze. She looked at Li Siheng coldly, with hatred in her eyes and her emotions suddenly out of control. "Why aren't you angry? Li Siheng, are you angry? Aren't you in pain? Why am I the only one who is in pain? Why!"

"You want me to suffer?"

Zhuang Jie Ning cried expressionlessly. She looked at Li Siheng's pale and weak face with dull eyes and smiled numbly, "Yes, I want to see you suffer. This marriage should have been a misfortune for both of us. I am in so much pain that I wish I could die. Why can you act as if nothing happened? This is unfair!"

"Just bear with it a little longer. I'm going to die soon, aren't I?"

Li Siheng spoke in a gentle voice. He even smiled at Zhuang Jie Ning, like a gentleman in front of the outside world. He said, "After I die, you will have children and the title of Mrs. Li. Your life will be very broad. During this period of time, let's be patient with each other."

Li Tingmo showed reluctance. Seeing Li Siheng's cold mood, he couldn't help but said in a hoarse voice: "Siheng, don't be like this. Your mother will be very sad to see you like this."

"Dad, let's stop talking about this and talk about the wedding. What do you want to do with this wedding?" Li Siheng smiled and said calmly, "After all, this is the last time I'm getting married in my life, so let's do it well."

Zhuang Jie Ning's emotions completely collapsed. She collapsed on the sofa and burst into tears.
It was late at night. Inside the villa, Bian Yue sat beside Bian Shu and wiped her palms.

Most of the time, Bian Shu was not in a clear mind. She sat on the bed with a dull look on her face, nodding her head repeatedly, and no one knew what she was thinking.

Seeing her like this, Bian Yue couldn't help but soften her voice and said, "Sister, I'm sorry I didn't come to see you last night. I've been busy these days."

Bian Shu was still immersed in her own world, and Bian Yue didn't mind. She continued, "You know what? Something very bad happened to me today. Li Siheng's condition has worsened. I don't know how long he can live, but according to the doctor, he may lose his life at any time. Sister, I never thought about his death."

"Li Siheng" Bian Shu whispered the name. The next moment, she suddenly stared at Bian Yue with bloodshot eyes. "Li Li."

"Sister, are you okay?" Bian Yue was frightened by her out-of-control emotions and said quickly, "I'll contact the family doctor, wait for me."

"Bian Yue, I'm fine." Bian Shu seemed to have regained consciousness suddenly. She looked at Bian Yue and suddenly grabbed her hand. "Why do you feel sad for the Li family?"