C658 She Decided Not to Have Children.

When the two of them rushed upstairs, Julian was already lying in his room, with a fruit knife in his heart.

The blood stained his shirt and the floor.

"Little Ye..." Julian cried out in pain and rushed over to his son. He hugged his son tightly. He was in his fifties, and he was crying like a child.

Wensel's footsteps also slowed down. His handsome face was filled with disbelief