After she died, Mr. Bo knelt in front of the tombstone and cried like a dog.

Lu Zhilu finished his breakfast first, and when he got up to leave, he thought of something again: "Why were you waiting for me at the subway entrance yesterday? I don't seem to have seen you driving recently. Where is the car?"

He glanced into the yard and didn't see Nan Chu's ugly Cayenne.

As if he didn't expect him to notice this, Nan Chu was stunned for a moment and said, "Didn't I complain to you about the ugly color of the car before, so I sold it to you."

"Is this why you wore red-soled high-heeled shoes on the subway and wore out your feet?"

"..."

Lu Zhilu came back, pulled away the dining chair with his big hands, and sat back opposite her.

Nanchu was still chewing on the sandwich, "Why don't you leave?"

Lu Zhilu urged in a low voice, "Eat quickly, I'll take you to the magazine office on the way."

Without thinking, she said: "Your law firm is not on the same page as my magazine company."

A few roads away.

Lu Zhilu: "Are you sure your legs can still squeeze into the morning rush hour subway today?"

"..."

This is true.

Nanchu finished breakfast quickly, and when he went to the entrance to change his shoes, he wanted to step into the red-soled high heels he usually wore.

But when she thought about it, if she had a luxury car to take her to in the morning, wouldn't she also have to squeeze into the subway in the evening?

Forget it, red-soled high-heeled shoes are not suitable for walking. They are only suitable for ladies walking on soft carpets. Sooner or later, they will be abandoned.

She stretched out her feet and was about to step into a pair of flat shoes.

Lu Zhilu seemed to see her little thoughts, and suddenly said: "Wear it if you like it. I will pick you up in the evening."

Nan Chu's eyes brightened slightly, "Didn't you have any entertainment tonight?"

Isn't he always so busy that he doesn't come home until ninety o'clock?

Sometimes, I even come back in the middle of the night.

Lu Zhilu didn't explain anything and just said: "I haven't been busy recently."

Then...she's not polite.

Nan Chu stepped into the red-soled high-heeled shoes, looked down at the high-heeled shoes on her feet for a while, and the corners of her lips curved slightly.

Cinderella's glass slipper will be taken back when the clock strikes zero.

But since the zero o'clock bell has not yet sounded, why doesn't she enjoy this last moment?

……

Here, Bo Hanshi took Qiao Yu to Song Zhi's clinic again.

Song Zhi had treated her several times, but it may be that Qiao Yu suffered too much of a blow in the Dulong Club and left such a huge shadow that the client subconsciously wanted to escape and did not want to announce Ye Qinghe's death at all. Mouth, the effect is not very good.

After some hypnotherapy.

Qiao Yu was still in a light sleep and had not yet woken up.

Song Zhi walked out of the treatment room quietly, closed the door, and said to Bo Hanshi who was waiting outside: "If you really want to know the cause of your mother's death and want Qiao Yu to come out of the shadows...die Let’s treat the horse as a doctor, it’s a bit risky, but it can cure the root cause.”

When Qiao Yu woke up, there was a harsh ringing of bells in his ears.

Leviathan's voice echoed in his ears like a curse: "Qiao Yu, kill Bo Han! He is the murderer of your mother! Have you forgotten? He forced you and Xiao Xiangsi to have no way out. , and poisoned your biological father! He is your enemy! Kill him!"

"That's not true! It's not him! You're talking nonsense!"

"Quick! Kill him!"

Qiao Yu had a splitting headache and seemed to see Leviathan before his eyes.

She pushed him away, grabbed the fruit knife on the table and stabbed it into his right shoulder!

The sharp knife penetrated into the bone and blood with a pop, and blood spurted out and splashed on the bridge of Qiao Yu's nose.

She clutched the fruit knife and stabbed it in like a madman.

She gasped for air and stared at him defensively, but tears fell helplessly and angrily. Her voice was hoarse and pitiful: "Bao Hanshi is not my enemy... I can't kill him... I love him... I don't want to kill him." He...don't kill him...shut up...shut up!"

Her eyes were extremely scarlet, and she held the knife and inserted it into his shoulder bone, rotating it and going deep.

Bo Hanshi felt a tearing pain on her shoulders, but he reached out and hugged her tightly.

He stroked her hair and trembling back with his palms, and looked straight into her frightened eyes with his dark eyes, comforting her again and again: "Yuyu...see clearly who I am. Don't be afraid, as long as I am here, Leviathan can't I won’t hypnotize you again.”

"Don't be afraid, Yuyu, I'm right here."

Warm blood flowed along the blade and onto Qiao Yu's hand. The bright red color irritated Qiao Yu's eyeballs.

She raised her blurred vision and looked at him blankly, trembling all over.

This is the blood of thin cold...

He...he is Bo Hanshi.

It's her cold time.

She was shocked and quickly let go of the knife handle, but her hands shook even more violently. The sobs in her throat suddenly burst out, and the emotions she had suppressed for many days flooded her whole body like a huge wave.

"Bao Hanshi... my aunt died... I killed her... I saw two wolves biting her body with my own eyes... I wanted to save her... but they held me back... I'm sorry... I'm really sorry …”

Bo Hanshi always held her tightly, kissed her forehead, and told her again and again: "It doesn't matter, it's all over."

"Yuyu, I'm right here, don't be afraid."

……

When Qiao Yu woke up, his eyes were filled with blinding white.

She was awakened.

"Madam, you finally woke up."

Xu Zheng's voice reached his ears.

Qiao Yu was stunned for a few seconds and subconsciously looked at his hands.

She, she remembered that she not only killed Ye Qinghe, but also had a lot of blood on her hands...

Qiao Yu's face turned pale for a moment, and he was in a panic: "Where is Bao Hanshi? Where is he?"

"Master Bo, he lost a lot of blood. He just finished the operation and is in the next ward."

Qiao Yu opened the quilt and wanted to get out of bed and go see him.

But before she fell into coma, she received hypnotherapy and suffered a huge blow. She exhausted too much energy. As soon as her feet fell to the ground, she almost fell to the ground if Xu Zheng's quick eyes and hands hadn't caught her.

Xu Zheng comforted her: "Madam, be careful, Mr. Bo won't die for a while."

"..."

When Qiao Yu heard this, he became even more anxious.

What do you mean you can't die in a while?

After a while, will your life be in danger?

Qiao Yu hurriedly ran to the next door.

The man on the hospital bed was wearing a hospital gown, his face was pale and he looked bloodless.

Qiao Yu only remembered that he inserted the knife very deeply, and he didn't know whether he had hurt any important parts.

Subconsciously, I thought he was unconscious.

She froze there, enduring it for less than a few seconds, and her emotions collapsed in an instant like a mountain.

With the last bit of strength left in his body, his legs softened, and he knelt down in front of Bao Hanshi's hospital bed with a thud.

She threw herself beside the bed and lay on him, crying extremely sadly: "Bao Hanshi... wake up... it's all my fault... get up quickly... I'm sorry..."

When the anesthetic had worn off, Qiao Yu threw herself on him, and her head hit the wound on his right shoulder, waking him up from the pain.

Xu Zhenggang wanted to say: Madam, it’s not necessary to kneel down... I’m still alive, so there’s no need to go to the grave now.

Bo Hanshi gave him a look, telling him to shut up.

Qiao Yu's head was so wet from crying that she just buried her face in him and said softly: "Get up... get up when it's cold..."

Bo Hanshi: "What are you doing up?"

Qiao Yu said matter-of-factly: "Get up and get the certificate. You said you wanted to marry me and give me a grand wedding...don't these things count?"

No...who was talking just now?

Qiao Yu suddenly raised his crying face and met Bao Hanshi's half-smiling gaze.