Chapter 570 (1/2)

Holding Xia Jin's hand, Jin Beiqing lifted her feet and walked into the room.

And Xia Jin also did not struggle, let Jin Beiqing take himself to the bedside.

After supporting Xia Jin to sit on the bed, Jin Beiqing pulled the chair aside and sat in front of her.

”Xia Jin, why don't you talk?”

Staring at his very familiar face, Xia Jin gave a bitter smile.

”Originally, I did have a lot of things to ask you, but when I really saw you, I didn't dare to ask any questions.”

“……”

Jin Beiqing holds Xia Jin's cool hands, eyelashes tremble.

”Xia Jin, I sent you abroad for fear that Jin Yushen and my father would find you, but I really didn't expect that you would come to Jin's house by yourself.”

”Oh.” Xia Jin laughs at some sarcasm, ”you are afraid that I know yuan Qing's matter just right.”

This makes Jin Beiqing frown and his face looks ugly.

”Xia Jin, I will give you an account of Yuan Qing.”

”Account?” Xia Jin asked.

”Yes.” Jin Beiqing looked up at Xia Jin, ”Xia Jin, you just need to believe me now, and I will give you an account.”

Originally, Xia Jin expected to see Jin Beiqing, and he could give himself a negative answer, saying that the child in Yuan Qing's stomach was not his.

As long as Jin Beiqing said so, he would unconditionally choose to believe him.

But now, the expectation has failed, Xia Jin feels her heart is empty at once.

Forcefully from Jin Beiqing's hands, she took out her hands. Xia Jin asked without expression, ”Jin Beiqing, do you say these words to me, just on behalf of Yuan Qing's stomach, the child is really yours?”

”Xia Jin!” Jin Beiqing sighed helplessly, ”I really have some difficulties. Can you choose to believe me? At that time, I will give you an account. ”

“……”

Without responding to Jin Beiqing's words, Xia Jin gets up from her bed and walks to one side.

”Xia Jin, what are you going to do?”

With that, Jin Beiqing got up from the chair and caught Xia Jin's arm.

”Jin Beiqing, don't touch me!”

While calling Xia Jin, she shook off Jin Beiqing's hand. Her eyes were full of tears, and her expression was a little broken.

Jin Beiqing's hand was frozen in the air, and a trace of gloom passed through his eyes.

”Jin Beiqing, let me ask you again, is the child in Yuan Qing's stomach yours?”

”Xia Jin, I really have a problem to say, and I will give you an account when the time comes, so don't ask, OK?”

The same thing

Shaking their heads lightly, Xia Jin looked at Jin Beiqing with disappointment on her face. ”Jin Beiqing, are you coming to see me just to say these words to me?”

Don't deny that the child in Yuan Qing's stomach is his, just let himself wait for him to explain.

How ridiculous?

Seeing Xia Jin's disappointment, Jin Beiqing felt a pain in his heart.

”Xia Jin, can you believe me?”

With a sneer, Xia Jin's eyes slowly shed tears, and then dropped on the floor.

”Jin Beiqing, as long as you deny that the child in Yuan Qing's stomach is not yours, I will believe you.”

“……”

”Why don't you talk?” Xia Jin's right hand clenched the corner of her clothes and couldn't help crying out again, ”how can I believe you like this?”

Don't tell yourself anything or deny that the child in Yuan Qing's stomach is his, and then let himself believe him unconditionally.

She's not a saint, she can't!

Seeing Xia Jin getting more and more excited, Jin Bei Qing pressed her lips and approached her.