บท 131: Mo Junyan

It was quiet in the dead of night in the capital.

The silver moonlight shone on a very luxurious European-style building, evoking a sense of tranquility.

At this moment, in the luxurious black and white bedroom of this villa, a handsome man was sweating profusely. He kept shouting, "No, no…"

A moment later, he suddenly opened his eyes.

His deep and cold eyes were filled with confusion.

He had been having nightmares since three years ago.

In the dream, a woman whose face could not be seen clearly and who was pregnant was lying in a pool of blood.

He did not know why he dreamed of a pregnant woman for no reason. He even dreamed that she had a miscarriage.

Sometimes, he tried his best to see the true face of the woman in his dream, but he couldn't.

Mo Junyan sat up and put on his robe. He walked to the window and pulled open the curtains. He saw the faint shadows of the bushes under the moonlight outside.