when i got pregnant with the last god cub

After being in a downturn for a long time, Fang Qing wanted to kill herself. If her three-year-old daughter didn't need someone to take care of her, she wouldn't want to live long ago.

The man broke her money, she couldn't live on, and the child had no milk powder to drink, so she called in a panic to beg for mercy.

She made peace with the man, and never mentioned the shady relationship between the two, as long as he paid the money on time every month, if possible, please take time to see the child.

Minwen is innocent, she is just a ignorant little girl who suffered for nothing.

The man's heart softened, Minwen was his flesh and blood after all.It's just that because of Fang Qing's level, he really doesn't like this flesh and blood.

After the compromise between the two parties, life became much easier. Fang Qing began to take care of the children peacefully, and even went out shopping and made friends when she was fine.

She was young and beautiful, and soon attracted a group of honest and loyal suitors.

One of the suitors has a superior family background and good looks. The most important thing is that he doesn't mind Fang Qing having a child out of wedlock, and even wants to marry her and spend the rest of his life together.

Fang Qing's heart was moved. She had never felt the feeling of being loved by others. Over the years, her deformed love had destroyed her needs as a normal woman. She also wanted to be held in the palm of her hand and cared for.

When the two had been dating for a period of time, when their affection was strong, an accident happened.

Min Wen suddenly had a seizure, and the little girl fell to the ground and twitched, looking very scary.

Fang Qing took the child to the hospital and got a thunderbolt news.

She felt that her retribution had come.

Because of close relatives, Minwen was mentally handicapped from birth, and she suffered from various ailments, not only epilepsy but also weakness of some important organs, which meant that growing up would be an unimaginable burden for her.

Now she is only three years younger, and compared with other children, she just doesn't like to talk, but when she grows up to be eight years old, what?

Min Wen's existence is just like her previous existence to men, a bomb that could detonate at any time.

Fang Qing was desperate and confused like never before.

Her boyfriend who said she wanted to spend the rest of his life with him said that he didn't mind Min Wen's existence, but every time they went on a date, they used cryptic phrases.

He asked who the father of the child was, and if it was possible to return the child to the father, they would have their own home and their own children in the future.

My own child... These words hit Fang Qing's sore spot.

It would be great if there is no Min Wen, if there is no this child, she can live a life that ordinary people envy, and become the mother of a normal and well-behaved child.

Once some thoughts are moved, they can never be taken back.

She knew that Min Wen was allergic to peanuts, so she went downstairs to take out the trash and bought a bottle of peanut butter.

With a mentality of evading responsibility for the sake of the child, she mixed peanut butter in the dish for dinner.

That day, a well-behaved and cute little black cat came to the door. Its four snow-white paws are very attractive.

Min Wen followed behind her, and happily took out her own snacks to feed the cat.

What a kind child, Fang Qing looked at her daughter lovingly, as if the child was her whole world.

When she was going downstairs to throw out the trash, she happened to meet her neighbor upstairs, who was a handsome young man in his twenties, always with a touch of desolation and alienation.

Usually women would never take the initiative to come forward, but this day, as if to cover up something, she not only greeted and talked, but also talked about the cat squatting at the door of the house.

She said that her daughter likes small animals very much, so she wanted to adopt the little black cat. Although she didn't like the color of the cat very much, it was enough for her daughter to like it.

The young man frowned slightly, as if he didn't quite agree with it, and he couldn't see what she wanted to express his love for his daughter. He just said that the cat was not clean.

The woman smiled and said that stray cats are never clean, but her daughter likes them, and she will take the cat to bathe and get vaccinated, etc., as if she has adopted it.

That day, the woman was a bit nagging and her eyes were slightly watery. She turned a deaf ear to the youth's suggestions and acted like a doting mother who would not listen to others' persuasion.

Min Wen's death, as she expected, seemed to be beyond her acceptable range.

At night, when she was strangled on the bed by some invisible thing and was about to suffocate, the young man's words suddenly sounded in her mind, cats are not clean.

Fang Qing's bloodshot eyes poured out a large stream of transparent tears. The moment she knew that she was going to die, she regretted that she had made such an obsessive decision.

How could she lay hands on her own child? She stayed in N City because of Minwen, and she chose to compromise because of Minwen.

But it was too late now, she was going to die, no one could take Minwen to the hospital, their bodies would stink and rot in the room until someone found them and made headlines.

Fang Qing closed her eyes in despair, but the next second her daughter's cry rang in her ears.

She shook her stiff and immobile body, and covered the woman's obviously sunken neck with her soft little hands.

The moment the terrifying power disappeared, Fang Qing sat up abruptly. She shed more tears in her ecstasy, and the hands holding her daughter were trembling.

She remembered that she was going to send her daughter to the hospital, held her daughter's face up and kissed it again, only to find that Minwen closed her eyes at some point.

She died from an allergic shock, and her well-behaved daughter died quietly in her mother's cold arms without a word.

The moment the shrill cries sounded, the sky outside was dark with indifference.

Song Cheng put down the documents in his hands, and for a moment he was in a complicated mood and didn't know how to speak.

"...Are you sure Fang Minwen died of allergies?"

Chu Zihan crossed his hands with a stern expression, tapped his fingers on the table and said:

"The information my subordinates obtained cannot be wrong. The hospital's medical certificate clearly stated that allergies caused dyspnea and cardiac arrest. Other than that, she didn't suffer any man-made wounds."

Song Cheng was silent. If Minwen's death had nothing to do with Smiley Cat, why did Smiley Cat sit in front of Fang Qing's house that day?

According to his understanding of that guy, except for Chu Zihan, all human beings who come into contact with it will pay a painful price, and that price usually specifies the most precious life of human beings.

Hu Rong sat on the side and held his chin, "Fang Qing went back to her hometown and then threw herself into the river... Wait a minute, Li Chengxiao's wife has been to Fang Qing's hometown?!"

Li Chengxiao is Fang Qing's cousin.

Chu Zihan nodded, "Fang Qing was insane because of her daughter's death. She ran to Li Chengxiao's wife's parents and talked nonsense. Although she was kicked out by the bodyguards, this incident caused Li Chengxiao and his wife to suffer a lot. Influence……"

"So his wife was angry because she told Fang Qing's parents in order to get revenge on Fang Qing? No, no... At that time, Li Chengxiao and the others had already decided to immigrate to the United States, what the hell!" Hu Rong suddenly yelled.

Immigrants abroad meant that they would probably never come back in the future, and the incest between Li Chengxiao and his cousin would naturally fade out of people's sight with the passage of time, and they no longer had to be afraid of making it public.

The three of them instantly understood what Li Chengxiao's wife had done. She must have used some method to record or monitor, but she had revealed all the things Fang Qing had done before.

A woman who has endured for a long time has the strongest desire for revenge, and Fang Qing probably chose to throw herself into the river after being severely cursed and insulted by words.

As for why she didn't take revenge on Li Chengxiao and his wife after turning into a ghost, Chu Zihan made a bold guess. It was probably because Fang Qing's memory was confused, and she only had an unforgettable hatred for her daughter's death.

Coupled with Song Cheng's guiding words, she believed that the black cat was the murderer who killed her daughter.

She was avoiding the fact that the murderer who killed Minwen was obviously herself.

The cause of this incident started with the black cat, and it ended with the black cat. The plain twists and turns in the middle did not change the final fact, Fang Qing was still dead.

It was only then that Song Cheng realized that his train of thought was not wrong, it wasn't that the smiling cat had changed his gender, but that he had made a mistake about the person that guy was going to kill, from the beginning it was Fang Qing and not Min Wen.

After he figured it out, Song Cheng's mood became more complicated, especially after he and Chu Zihan became good friends after this incident, every time they went to visit, they would have a feeling that couldn't be explained in words.

Chu Zihan's house had a large and a small number of uninvited guests who stayed temporarily. The celestial master who saved people and the little monster who harmed people lived in the man's house at the same time, and they became Song Cheng's neighbors as they should.

The former relied on his success in exorcising ghosts to set his sights on other people's houses and refused to leave, while the latter lived in Chu Zihan's cat nest after eating ghosts and making meritorious service.

His neighbor seemed to be a bit of a critic, Song Cheng belatedly came to a conclusion.

It has been almost half a month since Zheng Yanxu left, time has slipped quietly to the end of July and the high temperature is still going on, Song Cheng misses the man's skin that is always cold all year round, it is very comfortable to sleep on it.

Even though he was sleeping at home with the air conditioner turned on, he still felt hot and dry when the temperature reached the lowest 16 degrees, as if the blood in his veins was about to boil.

This unsettling illusion caused Song Cheng's appetite to increase greatly, which made Chen Zongyi, a fierce man who had always claimed to be able to eat a cow, feel ashamed.

Lin Zilou was even more worried about not letting him eat so much, but Song Cheng still ate eight pieces of sirloin steak, two plates of pasta and three crayfish pizzas by himself.

He smiled a little embarrassedly, and then sent a novel to the two: "How about I treat you? I'm not full."

Chen Zongyi: "...ah!!!" A groundhog screamed.

This situation of overeating not only aroused the worries of the two Faxiao, but Chu Zihan, the neighbor of Xin Mihao next door, also noticed that something was wrong with him.

For example, young man Mingming, Hu Rong and Xiao Hei were sitting on the sofa watching TV, watching the young man lower his head and shrug his shoulders.

Hu Rong didn't know, so he patted him on the shoulder, Song Cheng raised his head, his beautiful peach eyes were full of tears, and he didn't know when he cried.

Hu Rong screamed and jumped up, almost crushing Xiao Hei to eat the guy's claw, and his voice turned again from a scream to a scream.

Song Cheng wiped his tears away, and said in a low voice with a very pitiful expression: "I'm sorry I couldn't hold back for a while." The tears couldn't hold Liao.

"Fuck! Fuck! But the problem is we're looking at Little! Pig! Pe! Odd! Ah!"

It was an educational children's cartoon specially shown for Xiao Hei to watch. After Hu Rong yelled and then watched Song Cheng, his little heart couldn't stand it anymore, and he felt a strong sense of guilt.

He is a sinner, how can he yell at people.

The good guy's eyes were slightly red from crying, and his cheeks were also stained crimson, which had a gender-distorted beauty, attractive, very attractive.

Song Cheng also knew that there seemed to be something wrong with him, but he didn't feel uncomfortable or even emotionally stable, except that he missed someone a little bit.

During this period of time, he didn't sleep well and often fell asleep at two or three o'clock.

On this day, Song Cheng was suffering slowly as before, feeling sleepy, lying on the pillow with a thin face.

Suddenly the temperature around him dropped slowly, becoming as gentle as the wind on an autumn night. Before Song Cheng noticed this change, someone came up to him and hugged him into a firm embrace.

Song Cheng opened his eyes abruptly, and the man's deep and hoarse voice rang in his ears.

"Baby, I'm late."

A gleam of joy flashed across the young man's face and soon turned into annoyance. His words from slapping the man's arm to his mouth melted into a small gasp.

"Wow!"