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"Help me, don't kill me, save me..." Liu Qing breathed weakly, and couldn't tell whether he was frightened or really hurt.

He collapsed on the ground with blank eyes.

On the other hand, Mo Yanru, at this moment, she had already fallen into self-consciousness, the blood oozing from Liu Qing's neck could not attract her attention, and Liu Cenhui, who was slowly walking towards him, was not noticed by her.

A faint smile appeared on Mo Yanru's face: "Wen Wei...he is different from you, he is the most charming man I have ever seen, he will write me love poems and take me out Dating, will make a private vow with me for life, will hug me and say—"

"He loves me."

Every woman has fantasized about those graceful love scenes. After careful calculation, what Mo Yanru said couldn't be simpler, but the marriage of Liu Mo's family is based on countless darkness.

Whether it's Liu Qing or Mo Yanru, they only regard their marriage as a task. From getting married to having a child, they are all completing this task. It has nothing to do with love, but only benefits, so why are those sweet words?

Mo Yanru thinks that she can endure loneliness enough. She doesn't care about her husband's relationship or her indifferent husband's family, but she can't think of it...

For this cooperation between the two families, the Liu family even single-handedly caused Fang Wenwei's car accident!

This news can be big or small, but for Mo Yanru, it drove her into the abyss at once, and she will never recover from it.

She was depressed, angry, and powerless. In the end, she only turned herself into a lunatic, a lunatic who only lived for Fang Wenwei, and vented all her hatred on Liu Cenhui.

Until early this morning, Mo Yanru's people reported to her that Liu Qing was in charge. In order to open up the market on the west side of the city, the Liu family led the way, cut off the Fang family's supply of goods, and took the bottom line with one hand. In just a few days, the Fang family's vitality was revived. Big injury.

Over the years, the meaning of Mo Yanru's life is only to watch the Fang family get better and better, and to make up for the fault of Fang Wenwei's murder.

Whoever wished that this little wish was ruined by her disgusting husband...

So far, Mo Yanru has completely lost her worries, and only wants to drag everyone to hell.

After hearing the news, Mo Yanru laughed maniacally for a long time, until the servants in the villa ran away in fright, she calmed down.

She went upstairs to dig out the long blade that Liu Qing bought a few years ago, and found out which gentle village Liu Qing was wandering in. She rushed there non-stop, put the blade around Liu Qing's neck, and dragged him all the way to the company. Drag it in front of Liu Cenhui.

Mo Yanru glanced at Liu Cenhui, then lowered her head and said to herself: "You hate him too, don't you? What's the point of living in this world with such a disgusting man?"

"Mother..." Liu Cenhui swallowed, "Calm down, you can talk about anything, you mean... Is there a problem with the Fang family's business? Is it a lack of money or something? What's the matter, I can help them tide over the difficulties, don't do stupid things, everything is easy to discuss."

"Really?" Mo Yanru asked nonchalantly, "Whatever, I'm too lazy to bother."

"Actually, I think that without your Liu family, nothing would have happened, Wen Wei would not have died, and the Fang family would not have fallen into crisis, as long as..." Mo Yanru tilted her head, I applaud my thoughts, "As long as your Liu family is gone, the Fang family will have no problems."

"Murder pays for life, Liu Qing and the others have been at large for so many years, should they apologize to Wen Wei? And you!" Mo Yanru looked at Liu Cenhui as if he was looking at a dirty thing, and he hated it, "You dirty The product of that, let's go to hell with him."

Speaking of this, Liu Cenhui finally realized that the scene in front of him was far more serious than he had imagined.

"Yes, mother, you can say anything, but do you think the Fang family's crisis will be solved so easily? If I help them, the loss will be minimized..." Liu Cenhui comforted in a low voice , put his hand into his trouser pocket calmly, and touched his phone.

Liu Cenhui was still trying his best to find topics that Mo Yanru cared about, constantly using the interests of the Fang family to attract her attention.

But this time, after Liu Cenhui said a few words, Mo Yanru interrupted him impatiently: "Enough! Stop messing around, I will never believe your nonsense about Liu Cenhui again!"

"Ha!" She grinned at Liu Cenhui, with a hint of madness flashing across her face.

Liu Cenhui subconsciously felt that something was wrong, but before he rushed over, or even shouted the word "no", Mo Yanru suddenly clenched the long blade in his hand, and pulled it back neatly——

She seemed to be just crushing a bird, or butchering a rabbit, without any indication that there was a real person under the knife.

Liu Cenhui's pupils constricted in an instant, and he only heard a soft "puchi", and his eyes were covered with a large amount of blood.

The gushing blood stained the floor red, Liu Qing's body went limp in an instant, his eyes widened, and he fell back straight.

Mo Yanru's expression was icy cold, not only did he not move, but he could calmly remove the blade from Liu Qing's neck.

"You..." Liu Cenhui was speechless.

Unexpectedly, the next moment, Mo Yanru clenched the long blade in her hand again, and she stared at Liu Cenhui for a long time, only looking at him with hairs all over.

"Cen Hui." Mo Yanru said, the long-lost address made Liu Cenhui lose consciousness for a moment, "Look, your mother has raised you for 30 years. Although your mother sometimes treats you badly, she is not as short as you." Do you wear it?"

"Do you know that when you were born a few years ago, your mother really liked you. Even though you still have the blood of the Liu family, I still like you very much. Do you know why?"

Liu Cenhui's throat felt dry for a while: "Mother..."

Mo Yanru chuckled: "It's because of your eyes. Your eyes are too similar to Wen Wei. That is the only advantage in your whole body, and it is also the most precious advantage."

While speaking, she turned around holding the long blade, walked directly to the sofa and sat down.

Mo Yanru tied strands of hair on her forehead in an elegant manner.

It wouldn't be wrong to say she was at that rich lady's party if she wasn't covered in blood splatters all over her body.

"But you've grown up, and you don't look like Wen Wei at all. Over the years, you've become more and more annoying." She sarcastically sarcastically, but then she changed her voice.

"Cen Hui, go, you should return your life to your mother, you are such a good child, surely you will not resist your mother, will you?"

Mo Yanru said softly, "Do you still remember what my mother taught you before? You are my child, and I give you everything, whether I hit you, scold you, or kill you... ...you won't refuse, will you?"

"I..." Liu Cenhui's eyes gradually diverged, and the soft female voice kept echoing in his ears, telling him, "Go to hell."

Mo Yanru watched Liu Cenhui lower her head: "Yes, mother...you are right."

She finally smiled, with a bright smile on her face, adding a touch of beauty to her.

Mo Yanru stood up holding the long blade, walked towards Liu Cenhui unhurriedly, and at the same time raised the long blade high.

Just when Mo Yanru walked up to Liu Cenhui, the long blade in her hand was raised above Liu Cenhui's head, she smiled relievedly: "It's over..."

It was too late, but at the moment when Mo Yanru's long blade was about to fall, the door of the office was kicked open, and then a large number of security guards rushed in.

Mo Yanru was pinned to the ground by the security guards who came up, and was knocked unconscious with a knife in one hand.

And Liu Cenhui was also awakened. He recovered from the chaos just now, looked at the people in front of him absently, and while he was relieved, his body fell down uncontrollably.

"Mr. Liu—" "Mr. Liu!"

Zhuo Jing and the security guard quickly rushed over to support him, and someone was already calling the police not far away.

Liu Cenhui watched the chaos in the office, his vision was hazy, his mind was even more messed up, and he couldn't tell what he wanted to do.

Only when his gaze swept across the door of the lounge, did his gaze pause for a moment, but he quickly moved away, continuing to look around as if nothing had happened.

A homicide occurred in the office, and the police rushed over quickly.

Mo Yanru was quickly subdued and put in prison, and Liu Cenhui, as a party involved, was also detained together because he had no clear evidence to prove his innocence.

When Liu Cenhui was released on bail by the lawyer, the sun was already setting outside, and the afterglow of the setting sun was pouring on the ground.

He seemed to be unable to stand the dazzling sunlight for a while, and the moment he walked out of the police station, he subconsciously closed his eyes.

At this moment, there was only the sound of footsteps coming from far to near, and when Liu Cenhui opened his eyes, Fu Ning also just threw himself into his arms.

"Wow!" In an instant, Funing broke down and burst into tears.

He hugged Liu Cenhui tightly, crying out of breath, while telling his own fear, while expressing his concern for Liu Cenhui: "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooohuihuihui ...There's a lot of blood outside, a lot of blood, Ningning won't be able to find you when she wakes up... Hui Hui, are you alright?"

"Why did you show up so late, Ningning is so scared!"

Liu Cenhui nodded slightly, looking at the trembling body in his arms from the corner of his eye.

But if you look carefully, you can find that Liu Cenhui's gaze is icy, even if he is looking at Fu Ning, there is no warmth at all.

He neither answered nor hugged Fu Ning, letting Fu Ning cry outside the police station with his head full of heat.

After a long time, Fu Ning realized it later. He raised his neck, and against the tears all over his face, he said aggrievedly: "You hug me, Huihui, why don't you hug me! Ningning is so scared, you hug me How about me, don't you disappear again..."

"Okay, hug you." Liu Cenhui's brain was unprecedentedly clear, he obediently put his arms around Fu Ning's waist, but suddenly knocked his chin on Fu Ning's shoulder.

Then he whispered in Fu Ning's ear, "Ning Ning, will you die with me?"

His tone was unusually gentle, as peaceful as discussing "shall we go on a date together", and he was just making a small suggestion from the beginning to the end.

Only...

Not to be refused.