He died to save me, and was reborn to be favored by him

Mo Beichen's deep black eyes were instantly filled with scarlet bloodshot, and his expression was extremely cold. He lowered his head and looked at Qiao Wangshu, who was crying with red eyes in his arms. He put down his arms that were wrapped around her thin back weakly. His thin lips moved, but in the end he didn't say a word, but instead shed tears with a broken heart.

A handsome and abstinent man.

His eyes were red.

Two lines of sad tears slid down.

Anyone who sees this scene will feel heartbroken!

Mo Beixiao led his men upstairs and broke into Qiao Wangshu's room, where they found unused arsenic trioxide and a courier box sent from the dark web.

unambiguous evidence.

Qiao Wangshu looked at the evidence he had found and kept shaking his head: "It's not me, it's really not me...Achen, believe me, it's not me, I didn't do it, Achen..."

As she spoke, she reached for Mo Beichen's arm again.

He dodged!

The huge oppression all around was raging in the restaurant.

He closed his eyes, then walked quickly into the kitchen and took out a sharp fruit knife. He walked a few steps to Qiao Wangshu, grabbed her hand, and stuffed the handle of the knife into her hand. He strangled her wrist and pressed it against his chest. His deep scarlet eyes were full of morbid and crazy paranoia, and every word was like crying blood: "Shushu, you want my life, just say it directly. If you want it, I will give it to you. Why did you give me hope and then trample my heart into hell? Come, I will give you my life. Stab it from here, I won't dodge. Shushu, you punished too severely this time. I know it was my fault, and I shouldn't have treated you like that that night. But you...you really punished too severely, it hurts here. I can't bear it anymore, Shushu, kill me. Shushu, kill me..."

The tears that slid down his cold, pale, handsome face were scalding hot.

Drop by drop.

It fell on the back of Qiao Wangshu's hand.

Like hitting her heart.

"I didn't..." In the two lives, Qiao Wangshu had never seen him so hurt and desperate. It was obviously not like this in the previous life. He was furious and didn't want to see her.

Why is it different?

Qiao Wangshu knew that it was Yu Nanxi who did it, and she was on guard from the beginning. No matter whether Mo Beixiao arrived in time or not, she would never let Mo Beichen eat a bite of tonight's meal. She knew very well that there was a deep misunderstanding between her and Mo Beichen, and she wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to make Mo Beichen misunderstand her, and then resolve the misunderstanding and promote the establishment of trust between them as soon as possible.

In his previous life, when he learned that she was going to poison him, he was angry and sad and ignored her and didn't see her for half a month.

not like this!

The authorities are fascinated.

Mo Beichen was in a bad state at this time, and Qiao Wangshu couldn't calm down and think carefully. In fact, the reason was very simple. Mo Beichen himself was an extremely insecure man, and he was also a top love-brained man. Qiao Wangshu treated him so well during this period, kissing and hugging him, and even allowed him to sleep in her bedroom and share the same bed with her, which gave him great hope. He thought she finally accepted him from the bottom of her heart, and that they could finally be together for the rest of their lives.

However, all disillusionment came to an end.

All hopes were shattered.

all fake.

These were all her ways to deceive him.

She was pretending.

She doesn't like him at all, not at all!

She just wanted to kill him!

Beneath her disguise of pampering and obedience lies bloody deception and betrayal.

How could he not be hurt?

His heart suffered an unprecedented blow!

Every word he said at this moment was true.

His heart ached, as if it was being cut into pieces!

He can't bear it anymore!

He would rather die in her hands immediately!

Just when Qiao Wangshu was distracted, Mo Beichen's hand moved forward a few inches and grasped the sharp blade. Bright red blood flowed drop by drop. The glaring red instantly brought Qiao Wangshu back to his previous life...

He was seriously injured for her.

He lost his life for her.

Qiao Wangshu was heartbroken and anxious!

It was clearly not like this in the previous life!

He is more sick and more paranoid!

Qiao Wangshu was so anxious that tears kept falling. His voice was trembling, he choked and begged anxiously, "Let go, Achen, let go, I beg you, let go, don't do this, it really wasn't me, it wasn't me, I didn't poison you, I didn't want to kill you, please, Achen, let go, let go..."

She cried and begged.

Mo Beichen gripped the blade tightly and stabbed it towards his heart.

Stab it in.

Maybe if I stab it, it won’t hurt so much!

Qiao Wangshu didn't dare let go of the knife handle and struggled with him with all his strength, fearing that the knife would really pierce his heart.

For a moment, she really wanted to just point out that he was really evil and clear up the misunderstanding. But when she thought about how he was already injured and how there was obviously not much trust between them, she knew that this would not work. No matter how sad he was, she had to grit her teeth and continue the show.

Without destruction, there is no construction. Things have come to this point. He is already sad and hurt. She cannot give up halfway. She must use this incident to initially build trust between them. Otherwise, there will be more similar problems in the future, and he, his heart, will be hurt more.

Mo Beixiao strode over and helped Qiao Wangshu pull the knife out of Mo Beichen's hand.

Mo Beichen's dark eyes were completely covered with morbid paranoia, sadness and despair.

Mo Beixiao threw the knife away and shouted worriedly, "Third Brother!"

Qiao Wangshu hurriedly grabbed Mo Beichen's hand, trying to help him stop the bleeding.

Mo Beichen pushed her away and shouted angrily: "I don't need you!"

Qiao Wangshu lost his balance and was thrown to the ground due to his rage and failure to control his strength.

Look, she fell.

Mo Beichen immediately felt distressed again, and moved his feet, wanting to help her. But when he thought about her wanting to kill him, and her current pitiful appearance, he could bet that it was a self-torture trick she used to deceive him, and he felt a sharp pain in his heart again.

He avoided looking at Qiao Wangshu who fell to the ground.

My heart aches to the point where I have never felt before!

Pei Songjin on the side hurriedly opened the medicine box, took out something and walked over: "Third Master, I will treat your injury first."

Mo Beichen remained silent with a cold face.

Blood was flowing from my palms.

Mo Beixiao was so anxious that his tone changed: "Third brother!"

Mo Beichen was so heartbroken that he couldn't hear anyone else's voice. His blood was clamoring, and his mind was filled with her pampering and obedience during this period, as well as the fact that she wanted to kill him.

Every bone in my body aches.

His breathing gradually became rapid and his face turned pale without a trace of blood.

"puff……"

Mo Beichen vomited a large mouthful of blood, and his tall figure fell straight down.

"Third brother!" Mo Beixiao shouted, rushed over to grab Mo Beichen, picked him up sideways, turned and walked out of the restaurant, and went into an empty room on the first floor.

Pei Songjin hurriedly chased in with the medicine box.

Qiao Wangshu also followed.

Pei Song quickly gave Mo Beichen first aid.

Mo Beixiao called 120 emergency number and waited anxiously for the ambulance to arrive.