President Ba Chong, woman you are so sweet

Chapter 238: No matter how many children there are, it won't be her "Killed?"

The three words without temperature are like a spell. Leng Muchen stood there motionless like a sculpture enchanted by magic, staring blankly at the pale woman in front of her. He looked pitiful, but what he said was like a sharp arrow piercing his heart with venom.

"Go get married. It doesn't matter who you marry. I thought I was really in love with you, but I found out that I didn't. I can't forget those cruel pasts. Every time, every picture I think of It’s all shocking, so I want to understand all this, don’t try to control me, imprison me, now I’m no longer a lonely person, my relatives are back, they’re all back to me, you think Tormenting me is no longer so easy."

His resolute attitude made him stare into her eyes, trying to see through her sincerity, to see if her heart was as consistent as what she said, but he felt that his vision was a bit blurred, and he couldn't see it. Clearly, the only thing that can be seen is her red eye sockets and the crystal clear water.

He stretched out his hand suddenly, trying to wipe away the tears on her face, trying to touch her with his tenderness.Let her take back what she just said.

But before he put his hand on his face, she opened it mercilessly.

"Crack."

Lan Xiao almost exhausted all her strength to slap his hands away, looking at his painful expression.

Lan Xiao turned around as if fleeing, but was grabbed by the wrist by Leng Muchen's hand that hadn't retracted.

He squeezed her slender wrist in his palm with great strength, "You are obviously crying. But why do you do this! Lan Xiao, do you have any conscience at all? He is my child and also you Yes! You clearly know how much I care about this child. But you still take her away, is this also your revenge? "

"Yes." Lan Xiao replied without the slightest hesitation, completely shattering Leng Muchen's hopeful heart.

"Good, good, good."

After saying three good words in a row, Leng Muchen let go of his hand and grabbed Lan Xiao's wrist.

He wanted to slap this woman, this ruthless, cold-blooded woman, but he couldn't lift his hand anymore.

The room lights in the operating room were still on, and the pungent smell of blood wafted head-on, Leng Muchen stepped in step by step, his legs seemed to be filled with lead, and every step was extremely heavy.

"where is she?"

When Leng Muchen asked this sentence, the nurse who rushed over was stunned, the air pressure here was very low.She hardly dared to speak.

The "she" that Leng Muchen said refers to the unformed child that was taken out of the sterilizer.

Come with him, wait for me to recover, look at this worrying side, pull the nurse aside, and question in a deep voice.

The nurse pointed to a plastic box in amazement. The blood that was taken out after the operation was all contained in that box, and it hadn't been processed in time.

The blood that hadn't had time to be thrown away was packed in a dilapidated plastic box. Leng Muchen saw that his daughter who originally belonged to him stayed in such a box, and he was so distressed that he couldn't say a word.

Taking another step forward, closer to the box, his body trembled uncontrollably.

He knelt down, held the box in his trembling hands, and murmured, "Is that you? My child?"

Lan Xiao looked at the generous figure squatting there and muttering to a box, her tears couldn't be controlled anymore.

Yong, with a weak voice, said to Zhaodi who was beside her, who was supporting her vigorously: "Take me away, take me away quickly."

If she stays any longer, her aching, beating heart will stop because of this man

Zhaodi watched Leng Muchen's every move, with red eyes, resisting the urge to tell him the truth, and nodded to Lan Xiao.

Everyone has never seen Leng Muchen like this today. Rumor has it that he is cold-blooded and ruthless, and his methods are ruthless, but he has such a deep friendship with a puddle of blood that has not yet formed.

The startled nurse couldn't help but glared at Lan Xiao, why wouldn't this woman tell her the truth?Even if this man wants to marry someone else, but with such affection, if it were her, she would rather not see the light for the rest of her life than let go.

Leng Muchen was holding the box and wanted to stand up, but he felt dizzy for a while, but it was Mo Hen who had quick eyes and quick hands, and supported him in time.

He called out hoarsely, "Young Master Leng."

He lowered his eyes and kept looking at the box in his hand, as if he didn't hear the ink mark calling him.

His eye circles were a little red, and he kept hanging his head. He didn't want anyone to see him holding the box, and ordered Mohen in a low voice: "Go and find me the best cemetery."

"Master Leng."

There is no objection, Mo Hen just feels very distressed, Leng Muchen has never been injured like this since returning to Leng's house.

This man has a firm heart and can do anything successfully, but he also knows how much he has feelings, especially for his closest relatives.

How much hope and expectation does this child carry?As his personal assistant, Mohen clearly understood.

But now he came back one step late, and saw his hopes and expectations turned into a puddle of blood, or was it deliberately done by the person he loved deeply, how could he not be heartbroken?

"it is good."

Mohen firmly grasped his arm and answered his words heavily.

"Little Putao, Dad will take you home, Dad will take you away, Dad will never let you hurt again."

The name Little Putao was a nickname given to her by Leng Muchen, and he could still remember how he chose such a fruit name as his daughter's nickname, because Lan Xiao suddenly woke up one night and wanted to eat grapes.

At that time, he couldn't help laughing. In the future, this child must be a snack foodie. I want to keep this name for her. When she asked why she was called Xiaoputao, I told her that it was midnight and I was annoying my mother. eat grapes.

This incident seems to have happened a few days ago, just a few days, a few days!

Leng Muchen suddenly felt hatred, hated Lan Xiao for being vicious and unfeeling, and hated himself even more for not being able to protect his own child, "No wonder you don't want Dad, it's because Dad is too incompetent, I'm sorry, it's Dad who is sorry for you."

Mumbling all the way, Mohen couldn't help wiping away tears several times. Lan Xiao listened to the man talking to himself clearly, and was so distressed that she didn't have any strength left to move around. She sat on the rest chair in the corridor and looked at the man. The originally tall man bent over, holding the box and walked away step by step, without looking at her again from the beginning to the end, his muttering to himself echoed in the corridor, like a rusty blunt knife Cut her heart into pieces.

The cold wind in the freezing night was bitingly cold, and Lan Xiao, who was supposed to be hospitalized to rest, insisted on leaving here.

She was afraid, afraid of the hospital.

Let her just smell the smell here, and she will feel a piercing pain. She is worried that if she stays here, she will not survive to go to Mo Mengjie to get those things back.

Although Zhaodi is a female man, she also knows that women who have undergone surgery should not be exposed to cold wind. She borrowed a quilt from the nurse in the hospital, wrapped Lan Xiao on her shoulders, and carried her into the car.

After returning to Li's house, he told Li Jingnian and Lan Siyu what happened.

Lan Siyu looked at the pale-faced Lan Xiao distressedly, and directed the servants to take Lan Xiao to the room first, and then cook all kinds of nourishing soup and porridge.

She sat beside Lan Xiao's bed, comforting her heart softly. Lan Xiao held her mother's hand tightly and cried bitterly, "Mom, I can't bear it, I can't bear her, I can't bear him."

"Good boy, cry, you won't feel bad after crying. Mom knows that you are reluctant, but such a man is not worth it. You are right to do this. The pain will definitely happen. After a long time, the scar will fade away. , We left him earlier, there would be fewer injuries."

Lan Xiao cried and shook her head in Lan Siyu's arms, unable to utter a single word.

The cold wind blows on the mountain. Babaoshan has the best cemetery in the city, and money can turn ghosts. On the way here, Mohen ordered to go down. After arriving here, everything was arranged properly.

He stood on the side and put a coat in the car on Leng Muchen, watching him squatting on the ground and putting the box under the tombstone with his own hands, even he couldn't help rubbing his eyes, he He saw with his own eyes that there were water spots on the ground where Leng Muchen was squatting.

I couldn't bear it anymore and put my hand on the man's shoulder, "Young Master Leng, there will still be children, don't do this, don't do this."

"There will be more."

Leng Muchen looked at the tombstone with no name and no photo, and murmured softly, "But no matter how many there are, it won't be her."

A light and fluffy sentence, the person who said it was not too loud, but it made people feel extremely heavy when they heard it.

"Master Leng."

Mohen's distressed voice echoes in the empty mountain stream

suddenly

"puff……"

"Young Master Leng? Young Master Leng...Mu Chen, Mu Chen, hold on, I'll take you to the hospital."