The billionaire dad is the president

Her bare feet were already dripping with blood, but she couldn't feel any pain.Because the heart is empty, there is nothing, and the pain will not exist.

If there is no slag, what else would her life be?

Parents don't want her, Song Jin doesn't want her, and now even his son wants to leave her?

Do not!I do not want!

She clenched her fists tightly, and she didn't know whether it was tears or rain on her face, blocking her vision.

In the haze, the car is in front of you.

Who is it, the leaning figure is hazy in the light...

"Song Jiajia..." Gu Sumo rushed over, hugging her in his arms, looking at her dazed eyes, and the pain in her chest that was slowly grinding like a blunt knife.

He pulled her ice-like hand into his arms with distress, and comforted him softly: "Song Jiajia, Song Jiajia, I'm fine, he's at home now, waiting for you to go back and put him to sleep..."

Her dull eyes finally glowed, her hands trembling tightly grabbed his clothes, her face was raised, full of hope, and her voice was soft and soft: "Scumbag won't hate me, right? He didn't want me, right? ? He is still Mommy's caring little prince...he..."

At this point, she couldn't cry, she could only bury herself deeply in this warm embrace, trying her best to control her reason that was on the verge of running amok.

"Zhazha didn't hate you, he told me to take you back, shall we go back?"

His voice seemed to come from a distant place, with a dreamlike echo, echoing in her ears over and over again.She opened her eyes wide, trying to see his appearance more clearly, but her mind became dizzy for a while.

Noticing her extremely cold body temperature and the abnormal fiery redness on her face, Gu Sumo's heart shuddered in vain, and he picked her up and put her into the car.

However, he was so anxious that he didn't notice that four vans were slowly approaching not far away.

Just as he got into the car, he saw the four large vans crashing into him suddenly, and at the same time he was startled, the car had been turned around by him, heading towards the suburbs that were getting farther and farther away from the city... …

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The dilapidated warehouse is covered with moss and cobwebs, and the walls and floors above the head are covered with dust.A dim lamp was on the roof, tossed and tossed by the wind blowing in through the broken window.

There are only two people in the space of a hundred square meters.

Zha Zha was sitting upright, silently staring at the feminine and beautiful man across from him.

Song Lin looked at the indifferent little thing in front of him, as if seeing a miniature version of Gu Sumo, he sighed a few times, and the corners of his mouth curled up evilly.

"Small, you are indeed Gu Sumo's seed, so courageous." He stretched out his hand and pinched Zhazha's face rudely, and a few red marks were pinched on Zhazha's little face.

Zha Zha tilted his head, looked at him innocently, and asked, "Uncle, are you going to kidnap me?"

Song Lin was taken aback for a moment, and then his overly slender eyes suddenly smiled into a crooked black slit: "You're so smart!"

Because he wasn't worried that Zha Zha would run away, Song Lin didn't tie Zha Zha up, instead, he gave him a small sofa.

Zha Zha propped his chin with his hands, and innocently blinked his big eyes swollen from crying: "Uncle, can I ask you a question?"

"Haha, just ask." Song Lin was playing with his phone while squinting at this little man who was not at all threatening to him, looking easy to talk to.

Zha Zha smiled and said: "Are you planning to sell me to my daddy? Tell you, it will be a loss."

Song Lin suddenly became interested: "Oh? Then tell me, how can I sell it to get a good deal?"

"Well..." Zha Zha glanced at him secretly: "You can ask my dad to give you money first, and then tell him that it is not enough. If he doesn't agree, you will tear up the ticket, and he will definitely give it to you. In this case, you You can keep asking for it.”

"Yo, do you still know what tearing tickets is?"

"Mommy said..." Thinking of his own mommy, the little guy immediately slumped, looking depressed and stopped talking.

Song Lin's phone rang just in time.

He glanced at him, frowned and said, "Hello, Dad."

He didn't know what he said on the other end of the phone, so he said impatiently, "Got it, don't worry about it", and hung up the phone in a hurry.

At the same time, one of his subordinates broke in suddenly and said in a panic: "Eldest young master, the second young master is here!"

Song Lin kicked the person who came over: "If he's here, don't panic!" He added: "Look at this brat, and if necessary, take him away."

"Yes, yes, young master."

As soon as Song Lin left, the man sat across from Zha Zha with his legs straddled, and poked Zha Zha's face with the muzzle of the gun in his hand: "Hey, brat, why aren't you afraid at all?"

Zha Zha sighed softly: "Daddy said, there is nothing scary in this world, what is scary is the human heart. I am not afraid because I know that uncle and you are all good people, and good people will not bully children."

The man was stunned, and smiled with his mouth crooked: "You are quite funny, and you are quite philosophical when you are a big fart."

Seeing Zha Zha twisting his small body in embarrassment, he raised his eyebrows: "Little brat, your skin is itchy, why are you twisting!"

Zha Zha whispered: "I...I want to shush."

The man didn't suspect him, he didn't take a kid seriously in his eyes.

So when he put away his gun and stood up with the dregs in his hands, he was completely unprepared. He was kicked in the vitals by the dregs, and he was caught off guard.

Zhaza turned around and ran, the man endured the pain and took out the gun from his lower back, tremblingly aiming at Zhaza.

With a bang...

The moment he pulled the trigger, Zha Zha quickly jumped over the ten-meter-high window and jumped into the night.

When Song Lin heard the gunshots and strode to the warehouse, he saw only his 1.8-meter-long men curled up in embarrassment and howling in pain.Slag has long since disappeared.

He was so angry that he fell down, stepped forward and patched his feet again: "Trash! You can't even look down on a child!" He shouted to the others behind him: "Give me chase!"

"Yes."

Facing the wind and rain, Zha Zha ran non-stop, listening to the waves of curses coming from behind, the expression on his little face was calm that he shouldn't have at such a young age.

Because he firmly believed that Daddy would definitely come to save him!

However, despite this, his belief can only make him less afraid, but it can't stop the people who are getting closer behind him.

"Little devil, let me see where you are going!"

With grinning laughter all over his body, Zha Zha hurriedly looked back, only to see a man with several scars on his face, and a pair of huge hands pressing towards the top of his head!

"do not want!"

"Peng!"

He screamed subconsciously, thinking that the man's hand would grab him tightly and lift him up, but the hand behind him that was holding onto his clothes suddenly let go...

There was a sound of falling to the ground behind him, and he wanted to turn around, but was stopped by a voice: "Don't look back!"