Chapter 517: The Child in Her Stomach

and elegant, tall but not bulky, at least 1.8 meters tall.And this man's features, like works of art meticulously crafted by God himself, his sharp jawline resembling the handsome and flawless mixed-r..."Habit How could you ever get used to it Yashen, that was three lives!" Tong Yimo's voice was hushed.

Ji Yasha was astonished: "What three lives"

"Lin Ruqin's belly holds Mingxu's child." Tong Yimo lowered her eyes sadly.

Ji Yushan collected her astonishment and turned away, a calm expression on her face. "They weren't the ones who killed your best friend" she said lightly. "You are sympathizing with them now What is there to sympathize with They just reap what they sow!"

“At this moment, Tong Yimo faced Ji Yashen and was speechless.”

Her views were very different from Yasmin's.

He Mingxu and Lin Ruqin are despicable, but she just hopes they receive legal punishment. Besides, the law will not spare the children in their bellies.

But, here it is!

Tong Yimo had nothing to say.

The kind, playful and cheerful Yasas, at this very moment, was like a different person.

She knew she had no right to blame Yasmin for anything, so she chose to stay silent.

"How about I sleep with you tonight! I'm worried you'll have nightmares." Ji Yushan raised her hand and gently patted Tong Yimo's shoulder.

Tong Yi Mo lowered her eyes, thinking that this was not the time to create a rift with Ji Ya Shan. She could only smile at Ji Ya Shan and say: "Well, thank you, Ya Shan."

"We're good friends, best sisters, aren't we! Why are you thanking me" Ji Yushan grinned happily.

Tong Yimo just asked, “Did He Mingxu hurt you just now”

"Luckily, Eighth Master fired his gun in time. Otherwise, with that syringe of his, I would have been dead for sure!" Ji Yashan muttered.

Tong Yi Mo subconsciously asked: "What's in the syringe"

"It's a virus that can bring people to the brink of death!" Ji Yaxian was visibly shaken.

"They've been researching the virus for so long" Tong Yimo was incredulous.

Ji Yasha nodded, then shook her head again: "They're only researching auxiliary drugs for the cure of the virus. Because they need to conduct research, there are virus samples in the castle."

"Is that so" Tong Yimo responded somewhat absentmindedly.

"Are you alright" Ji Yani looked at Tong Yimo, seeing that her face was not good, she asked with concern.

Tong Yi Mo came back to her senses and forced a smile, nodding.

"How about we have dinner together! It'll be so much easier if we cook for two instead of four." Ji Yasan said happily.

She didn't care at all whether people died in this castle, or for that matter, He Mingxu and Lin Ruqin were utterly irrelevant to her.

Tong Yimo looked at Ji Yashen's smile, her heart inexplicably feeling a chill.

Could it be that someday, she too would be killed And would Yasmin be able to laugh so easily then

The corpses of He Mingxu and Lin Ruqin were disposed of by people sent by the Eighth Master.

Tong Yimo was helping Ji Yani prepare dinner, but her mind was racing with thoughts of how she could escape this place.

"Master Si hasn't left his room all day. I don't know what he's doing cooped up in there by himself." Ji Yasan mumbled as she chopped vegetables, "Yimo, did you notice anything unusual about Master Si when you saw him this morning and at lunchtime"

In the kitchen, Tong Yimo was helping Ji Yashen with the work. Her questions made her answer absentmindedly: "He's still the same, not very close to people, cold and distant, always keeping people at arm's length."

"Baba that day told Lao Shi, since you've already divorced and are voluntarily living in the castle, why not just be the fourth master's concubine" Ji Yasan said with a smile.

Tong Yimo looked puzzled and asked, "What do you mean"

Ji Yanshan couldn't help but smile and said, "It's just a bed partner!"

"Could it be, Yasan, that you are the tenth master's bed partner" Tong Yimo said seriously.

Ji Yasan bit her lip, blushing and nodding shyly: "I'm willingly."

“He doesn't love you, he loves his deceased wife Yingning. Don't you mind at all” Tong Yimo spoke sharply.

Ji Yanshan shrugged slightly, unconcerned: "What's that Yingning has been dead for eight years! Even if I can't get A-Shi's heart, getting his body is good enough. At least, with A-Shi, besides Yingning, there's only me as a woman."

"...."Tong Yimo no longer cried.

“By the way, what do you think of Eighth Master's proposal A-Shi doesn't agree to you being Fourth Master's concubine. A-Shi told Eighth Master that you are Yingning’s sister, which means she is also his sister. A-Shi hopes that in the future, you will marry a good husband. It seems like A-Shi doesn't plan to keep you locked up in this ancient castle for your entire life. A-Shi has really broken many rules of this castle for you.” Ji Yanshan continued.

Tong Yimo glanced at Ji Yashen, feeling a bit uneasy.

Although she and she are best friends, many of their thoughts and ideas are not on the same page.

After finishing dinner, Tong Yimo went to deliver dinner to Leng Yeshen and brought the small thing He Mingxu had given her wrapped in paper along with the food to Leng Yeshen's room.

As always, she was only responsible for delivering the meals. She didn't say a word beyond that.

When she was about to leave, he took her hand and wrote "pretend to be sick" in her palm.

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