MTL - Villain Alpha is Pregnant-Chapter 62 62
A haze hangs over the Empire.
When Major General Pei sacrificed himself against the star thieves who hijacked the spaceship, he unfortunately died with the enemy. This is an announcement to the outside world.
In the third month since the death of Major General Pei, the Empire officially announced the time and place of the memorial service, and people came to pay their respects spontaneously.
the day of the funeral.
Assistant Jin lowered his eyes and respectfully came to Si Huaixi's residence, these days he recognized how terrifying this man was.
After the news of President Pei's death in the explosion of the hijacked spacecraft, he once suspected that Si Huaixi, as the little lover of President Pei, went to this operation together with President Pei. Would he have been bribed long ago? President Pei started.
Otherwise, how could there be a sudden accident, President Pei died, but he came back alive.
But what he witnessed next hit him in the face.
Even if he would betray President Pei, Si Huaixi would never be the one who betrayed President Pei.
After Mr. Pei's death, to be precise after disappearing, Si Huaixi's face was calm, and he held several press conferences to say that he would continue to search for Mr. Pei and the survivors. His calm eyes seemed to be indifferent to Mr. Pei's accident. I was also angry that President Pei raised a white-eyed wolf.
But later he found out that Si Huaixi was not a white-eyed wolf, but a real lunatic who was on the verge of collapse.
"Mr. Si, President Pei's funeral is held in the imperial lobby today, do you want to go?" Assistant Jin said with lowered eyes, his eyes were slightly fearful, all because of Si Huaixi's actions these days, which made him unconsciously in awe .
"He's not dead."
The ashtray was overflowing with cigarette butts, and the thick and choking smoke seemed to have not opened the window for days and nights.
Si Huaixi's voice was very deep, his eyes were blue and black, his slightly pale cheeks were getting thinner and sharper, and his sea blue eyes were like the dark sea surface when a storm was approaching, the depression was so heavy that even the air became oppressive.
Assistant Jin lowered his head. No one survived the accident. The news of President Pei's death spread all over the empire. Many people mourned for him, but only Mr. Si firmly believed that President Pei did not die. It's been a month, and he still doesn't give up searching in the star field where President Pei disappeared.
"Yes, Mr. Si." Assistant Jin's eyes were tangled and hesitant. He would go to President Pei's funeral in a while, and even President Pei's former friend Mr. Zhou would go, and then he would leave Mr. Si here.
Assistant Jin sighed secretly and asked, "When are you going to start the operation?"
Si Huaixi lowered his dark and gloomy eyes, the smoke in his hand burned to the end, reddening the flesh on the inside of his right finger, and he couldn't seem to feel any pain.
"tomorrow."
Assistant Jin's eyes froze slightly, and he couldn't help feeling that Mr. Si wanted this day's funeral to be held quietly, and sounded the death knell for the demise of those people tomorrow.
Is Mr. Kesi really not going?
This answer has to ask Si Huaixi.
After Assistant Jin left, Si Huaixi froze his eyes and stayed in the lonely room for a long time. The air was filled with the strong and suffocating bitter nicotine smoke, which stung his eyes, the dead and empty sea blue eyes. His eyes seemed to be covered with water vapor.
The memorial service begins, in the largest auditorium in the Empire.
People from the periphery lined up to present bouquets one by one, and many people came from remote planets on purpose, wiping tears silently, mourning the civilian major general who once defended their countless homes.
Compared with the masses on the outside, the people in the inner circle were people of a higher class in the empire, wearing gorgeous and luxurious skirts and suits, and chatting with each other around an empty coffin.
It's not like a funeral, it's like a banquet.
The irony was so ironic that Assistant Jin couldn't help feeling great sadness for President Pei.
The person who delivered the speech at the memorial service was actually the second prince of Kyle.
Listening to his seemingly sincere words, lamenting the hero who died young, a few drops of crocodile tears glittered in the royal navy blue eyes.
The audience under the stage and the audience in front of the Empire platform applauded enthusiastically for this play.
Assistant Jin lowered his head, his body trembled with anger, the blue veins on the back of his taut and white hands bulged, and blood splattered from his pupils angrily.
If it hadn't been learned from Mr. Si that the second Prince Kyle was the murderer behind President Pei's death, he would have been one of the applause from the audience.
If he is so angry, what will happen to Mr. Si?
A panic rose in Assistant Jin's heart, and he was suddenly thankful that it was a good thing that Mr. Si didn't come to the funeral.
He was afraid that when Mr. Si saw these people at the funeral, he would probably kill them in front of all the media.
After the flower laying ceremony in the inner circle was over, Assistant Jin ran out of the auditorium as if out of breath. He couldn't stay for a moment in the ironic and depressing atmosphere inside.
When Assistant Jin's eyes were red and his anger was still burning in his heart, he saw a familiar figure, Mr. Si.
In the crowd, he was still wearing the attire of the last meeting. Compared with the solemn and clean attire specially chosen by the surrounding people, he didn't even have a bunch of flowers in his hand, which seemed out of place.
The skin that had not seen the sun for a long time was pale with coldness, and the cold and lonely sea-blue eyes watched the people move forward little by little, put the pure white chrysanthemum on the surrounding stele, and bury the name of the stele little by little. in the white dirt.
Assistant Jin felt that compared to the hypocritical faces in the auditorium, Mr. Si didn't shed a single tear, but he was sadder than anyone present.
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"Xiao Huangdou, watch your favorite TV." Yi Chengze had a vile and wicked smile on his mouth.
The scene of the memorial service was broadcast simultaneously on the TV.
"People from all planets in the empire spontaneously came to send Major General Pei one last time..."
Small soybean: "…"
"Ah ah ah! Uncle stinky, my father is not dead!"
Xiao Huangdou is going crazy, and when it is born, he must beat this utterly hateful guy for his father!
"Uncle Smelly is not disliked by the Omega he likes! Just a little bit, Uncle Smelly must be very ugly, otherwise how could that Omega hate you so much! The old Alpha Smelly Uncle who deserves to be single and nobody wants!"
After these three months, Xiao Huangdou has fought against this bad-mouthed Alpha, skillfully hitting his sore spot.
Yi Chengze's throat choked, and he said angrily, "I don't like him, but his eyes are a bit like my sister's, so I paid attention to him."
Xiao Huangdou made a disdainful cut, piercing Yi Chengze's poor Alpha's self-esteem.
"Rescue the Omega for no charge, and bring him to your private residence, worrying that the Omega is not suitable for the food of the sin star, and pays a lot of money to order take-out from the hotel on the next planet..."
"I even wanted to take the initiative to keep that Omega. I was afraid of being rejected. I wanted to pass me through, and I wanted to know what the Omega was thinking. In the end, the Omega said in his heart."
[I hate all living Alphas, why don't you die! Why should Omega be suppressed by Alpha! Bringing me to this dark basement is something else... disgusting! Sure enough, it's the same as those disgusting Alphas! 】
Yi Chengze's dark brown pupils froze, responding to Bai Huaiyu's pure and beautiful face, but his true heart echoed in his ears.
"I don't, I just think he looks like my sister." Yi Chengze murmured, defending himself.
But Xiao Huangdou knows what everyone is thinking.
His justification seemed so pale and feeble.
"So you let him go anyway."
"Then where is he now?"
Little soybean's tender and curious voice sounded.
"He went to the Alpha he felt the most disgusting."
Yi Chengze's brown eyes stared at the TV tightly, holding the second Prince Kyle, Bai Huaiyu, who smiled brightly.
