Clearly, Sigfried Qiao didn\'t like his wife. She had known that for some time. 　　Now she’s clearly dead. I don’t want a wife like her. I don’t want a child with her! 　　Word by word, she repeated it over and over in her head. 　　It was indeed Sigfried Qiao\'s voice. There was no way it was someone else! 　　Sienna Qin felt like her whole body was completely frozen. She was incredulous. The image of Sigfried Qiao\'s cold face flashed before her eyes. 　　She impulsively grabbed Yasmin Wen’s neck and yelled hysterically, “Murderers! You are both murderers, you killed my child! I’m going to kill you!” 　　Her husband didn’t love her. Not only that, he had also allowed another woman to hurt his very own child. He had actually rejected his child with her! 　　Since he hated her so much, then why did he marry her? Why did he get her pregnant? Why? 　　If it weren\'t for this woman, Sigfried Qiao would not treat her this way! 　　The pain of

　　It was a peaceful night in Nancheng. 　　A man and a woman stood in a secluded corner of the hospital corridor. 　　In the dim light, one could faintly see that the woman was wearing a medical gown. The man looked wretched and stared at the woman. 　　\"Ya, I did everything you asked me to do. When will you come with me...\" 　　\"Jimmy, you’ve done nothing I asked you to do! Honestly, are you so attached to your sister?\" 　　Though Yasmin Wen\'s body was wrapped in a medical suit, she still looks appealing. 　　Jimmy Qin looked at her with obsessed eyes. “Yassie, don’t be angry. You can blame me for not doing it properly. But I won’t fail next time. When are you coming with me?” 　　“Why? That bitch Sienna is not dead yet, why should I leave?” Yasmin Wen said angrily. Then stared at Jimmy Qin, in a changed mood and said in a flirty tone, “Jim, next time do it right, okay?” 　　Then she caressed Jimmy Qin’s chest with her hands and slowly move

　　This time, Sigfried Qiao didn\'t know how he got out of the fire. 　　He woke up three days later. 　　\"Ziggy, the doctor said that the injury on your back is very serious. May I give you some medicine?\" Yasmin pushed the door in, her eyes flushed. 　　After he woke up, he locked himself in the room. He had given instructions not to let anyone see him. She came in anyway. 　　\"No need. Go out.\" Sigfried Qiao stood by the window with his back to the door. His voice was cold. 　　Yasmin was startled, and secretly clenched her palms. 　　She did not leave immediately, but put the medicine kit on the table and walked towards him. 　　\"Ziggy, are you thinking about Sienna...\" 　　\"Get out!\" Sigfried Qiao suddenly turned around and looked at her coldly. \"Don\'t let me say it a third time.\" 　　He doesn\'t want to see anyone now. He doesn\'t want to hear anything, especially the name of Sienna Qin. 　　That woman was burned to deat

　　\"Ziggy, where is she? Where is Sienna? I just heard you talk about her, did I hear right?\" 　　Sigfried Qiao\'s mother rushed in at some point, grabbed Sigfried Qiao, and pushed away the woman in his arms. 　　\"Ah! Ziggy!\" Yasmin Wen was pushed to the ground. 　　Sigfried Qiao didn\'t care about being gentle, so he held his mother and asked nervously, \"Mom, why are you here?\" 　　Three years ago, Mother Qiao had a nervous breakdown. She couldn\'t remember many things, and could not tell people apart. Even her son, she could not recognize him. 　　But today, she suddenly ran in to ask about Sienna Qin, which surprised Sigfried. 　　\"Mom, do you remember Sienna?\" Cautiously, he asked. \"Do you remember who I am?\" 　　\"Ziggy, I heard you say Sienna is dead. Was she burned to death?\" Mrs. Qiao was horrified. \"Why is she so unlucky?”\" 　　\"Mom! You finally recognize me.\" Sigfried Qiao looked at his mother with excitement and comforted

　　When Sharmaine stepped into the Qiao mansion again, it had been a week since Sienna Qin had died. 　　Holding the tablet computer, she pushed the door of Sigfried Qiao\'s bedroom. 　　The curtains were drawn. It was very dim. 　　The smell of smoke mixed with alcohol filled the air. It was very pungent. 　　In the cold weather, there was no heating in the room at all, and Sigfried Qiao sat in the corner, his tall body curled up into a ball. 　　He looked at the ground blankly with his eyes, which were like bottomless pits. 　　Holding a wine bottle in his left hand, he looked up and drank the last sip of wine, and threw the wine bottle casually. 　　At a glance, nothing had changed. His demeanor was the same as in the past. He had always been a drunkard. 　　Full of anger, Sharmaine rushed up to him in three steps, grabbed him by the shirt, and slammed him down! 　　\"Sigfried Qiao, you bastard! Do you regret it now? How can you live with