Cheating father and cute baby: Daddy, Mommy has turned black!

Xu Zhi woke up from the darkness and was disappointed for a moment when he saw the pale ceiling and walls.

In fact, death is not a bad thing sometimes, except that Jiujiu can't see her.

"woke up?"

The icy voice rang in his ears, Xu Zhi's whole body trembled, his scattered eyes gathered, and he turned to stand at the door of the ward.

The man stood in a shadow, with his back to the light, like Shura who had just climbed up from hell to take her life. The coldness emanating from him made people shudder.

Xu Zhi's eyes fell on him, his bloodless lips were pursed, and he said nothing.

Xu Ting looked at her bleak and hateful eyes deeply, feeling a little dull without words.

He got up and walked towards her.

Xu Zhi suddenly got up from the hospital bed, and quickly shrank back.

It seemed that he was some kind of scourge that would devour her life.

Xu Ting paused deeply, feeling irritable and impatient.

Frost hung on his calm facial features, he walked over in two or three steps, grabbed the arm of the person on the hospital bed, and brought him to him.

Xu Zhi struggled.

She looked at him with fear and hatred in his eyes.

For some reason, Xu Ting looked deeply at the hatred in her eyes, and his chest felt like he had been punched, and it hurt.

He suddenly let go.

Xu Zhi quickly backed away.

"afraid?"

"When you ran into Wanqing with your car, did you ever think that she would be afraid too?"

"Xu Zhi, you are to blame for all this!"

Killing someone shouldn't start a new life so easily!
He thought she would vehemently deny and resolutely resist like many times in the past.

But this time, she just had a pale face, with a smile that was so weak that it would blow away like a bubble.

"I killed it," she said.

"Do you want to know how miserable Su Wanqing died that night? She was covered in blood, and she cried and begged me for mercy! She said she didn't want to die!"

"But, I didn't listen to her, I stepped up the gas pedal, bang!"

"shut up!"

Xu Ting was furious, and suddenly stretched out his hand, grabbing Xu Zhi's neck.

With her head held high, her throat is in his hands, and her life is also in his hands.

Her eyes were bloodshot, and she looked at him with a provocative smile: "She called your name, she called, Ting Shen, help, help me."

"I kill you!"

How dare she!How dare you!
Xu Ting was deeply angry and disgusted, and killing intent burst out from his deep eyes.

Xu Zhi had a smile on her lips, she could feel her throat being squeezed bit by bit, and she could also feel the loss of life.

But she wasn't afraid at all.

Perhaps, for many people, death is scary.

But for her, only death is the real relief.

If she died at his hands, then Jiujiu would be able to get rid of her original sinful mother.

Xu Zhi closed his eyes, waiting for him to exert his last force and break her neck.

However, the strength on the neck suddenly disappeared, and there was only a "bang" of the door, which was knocked open from the outside.

A child's voice rushed in accompanied by crying.

"mom!"

"Mom, don't leave Jiujiu behind!"

"Mom! Jiujiu is here! Mom!"

Xu Zhi felt that she was standing on the edge of a cliff, and she could jump out of this painful world with a single jump, but she was still pulled back.

Xu Tingshen was bumped by his daughter and staggered, half leaning on the bedside cabinet.

He stared down at his hands, unable to believe that he almost killed Xu Zhi just now.

She was provoking him, and she deliberately wanted him to kill her!

She wanted to die and drag him to hell with her!
There was thin sweat on the palm of the hand that was pinching her neck!
He almost killed her just now!

This poisonous woman!She will still want to provoke him to kill her!How dare she plot against him!

"You are not allowed to hurt my mother!"

Xiao Jiujiu opened her arms, obviously she couldn't walk easily, but she was like a baby eagle, trying hard to protect the people behind her.

What was she doing just now?what is she doing?After waking up, Xu Zhi cried bitterly.

Seeing her daughter's tense, determined, and tearful appearance, remorse, heartache, and guilt flooded her like a tide.

She got up and held her daughter in her arms with her thin arms.

As soon as she fell into Xu Zhi's arms, Jiujiu's tense body softened, and the little milk voice called out "Mom" with a strong crying voice.

The mother and daughter hugged each other and cried.

"Mom, don't cry. If you cry, Jiujiu will cry too."

Jiujiu stretched out her soft and small hand, and gently wiped Xu Zhi's face.

The gloom in Xu Zhi's heart subsided little by little.

She allowed her daughter's little hand to wipe her tears, and nodded with red eyes: "Mom doesn't cry, Jiujiu doesn't cry."

Pulling out a tissue, carefully wiped off the golden peas on Jiujiu's face.

her baby girl.

Xu Zhi bent down, hugged her daughter cautiously and tremblingly: "Don't leave mother again, Jiujiu."

Jiujiu hugged her neck: "Jiujiu and mother will always be together forever."

A small person with an immature voice, but so firm.

Xu Zhi lowered his head and looked at his daughter without daring to blink: "Mom will never let go of Jiujiu."

Xu Zhi was weak, and after the doctor came in and gave her an injection, Xu Zhi fell asleep.

Jiujiu looked at her mother's frail appearance, which was so thin that she was about to lose her appearance, and squeezed her small mouth tightly.

Like making an important decision.

Little by little, she pushed Xu Zhi away from the fingertips holding her little hand, jumped off the chair, gently opened the door and went out.

Xu Tingshen hadn't left yet, he was sitting on the corridor outside smoking a cigarette.

The smoke was so thick that his facial features were blurred behind a layer of thick fog.

Jiujiu stood in front of him with her small chest upright.

She stood there with two braids, a little doll carved in powder and jade, and should be pampered as a little princess.

At this moment, it looks like the god of war Athena holding a sharp blade.

Xu Ting frowned deeply.

It is undeniable that there is his shadow between the child's eyebrows and eyes.

But her upturned little nose and her snow-white complexion are very similar to Xu Zhi.

The appearance of him and Xu Zhi can be seen in this child.

There was an unspeakable irritability in my heart.

Xu Ting snuffed out the cigarette on his fingertips.

"I want to talk to you."

Little Dot has a strong nasal voice, but speaks clearly.

Xu Ting sneered deeply, "You?"

"father!"

Suddenly she called out to him.

Eyes do not blink.

Xu Ting's heart skipped a beat for no reason.

He frowned and stared at the little man in front of him.

"Don't separate me and mom, let me go back with mom, mom won't be able to live without me."

"I know that you don't want your mother to live, but if something happens to her, you will support me."

"You will marry someone else in the future, and you will have other babies, and you will not be happy with a baby in a life you hate."

"You don't really want to raise me at all, you just want to take revenge on my mother."

"So, why do you do something that hurts others and is not good for you?"

She is organized and clear thinking.

Where does it look like a child who is only four years old?

While Xu Ting was deeply horrified, he was also tinged with anger.

His Xu Tingshen's daughter, who was supposed to be loved by thousands of people, now wanted to negotiate with him for Xu Zhi.

Xu Zhi, what qualifications does she have to be a child's mother?
Xu Ting's deep eyes darkened a little. He rested his elbows on his knees, with a faint smile on his lips: "Who told you that I don't want to raise you?"

The little one who was not as tall as his calf was stunned for a while.

Xu Ting sneered deeply, no matter how smart he was, he was only four years old after all.

He raised his hand and patted her on the head: "Children should not get involved in adults' affairs."

Jiujiu turned his head away, black and white eyeballs fell on his face.

Her small face was cold: "You dragged me in, did you forget?"

Xu Tingshen actually felt a pain in his heart, as if he had been stabbed sharply by dense needles.