486 What is it that I have been obsessed with for many years
I once asked you, choose me or choose death, He Lianlin. At that time, did you think that I, Su Muying, was worse than trash and could be discarded at will? - Su Muyingyu.
Su Muying, a person who doesn't understand love, how do you think he will react? The shock in my heart is because I can't express it, but you are always pressing closer and closer. - He Shaoyu.
+++++++++++++++++++++How she fell in love with the bad-tempered, childish, ungrateful and graceless He Lianlin, Su Muying doesn’t know, the memories have already been revealed
The moon fell over the flowers, and the sudden knock on the door pulled her back from her memory. Sister-in-law Qi opened the door and saw Su Muying wrapped in the quilt, with bruises and bruises on her body.
Sister-in-law Qi felt sorry for her, so she went to the bathroom to get hot water with a towel, and carefully wiped the body of Su Muying, whose eyes were unfocused. Sister-in-law Qi said, "Muying, I'm old, but I'm not blind. The prince is waiting for you."
Hello, that’s sincere. It’s not that no women have come to pester him before, but without exception, you are the first woman he brought to the headquarters. Although the prince is a little indifferent, that’s because of the environment in which he grew up.
Ah, Dusk, is it really so difficult to forgive someone?"
Su Muying allowed Sister-in-law Qi to help her take care of the marks on her body, scrub her, and apply medicine. When Sister-in-law Qi was about to leave, Su Muying said, "Sister-in-law Qi, I died once, in front of him."
Sister-in-law Qi paused as she walked out, and suddenly felt sorry for the two of them, "Muying, I know, because he almost went crazy."
Then there was the sound of the door being closed.
Sister-in-law Qi stood in the kitchen blankly. That year, Young Master He lived like a walking zombie, killing and violating his body constantly. He locked himself in the room and no one was allowed to disturb him.
One month, the reason for leaving the room was because Bo Song said that he seemed to have seen Su Muying in Paris.
He began to cheer up, then became disappointed, and then despaired. Gradually he lost his expression and began to act insensitively, as if a piece of flesh and blood had been forcibly removed, and all he was left with was killing and cruelty.
For a long time, Su Muying couldn't come back to her senses.
Crazy? He Lianlin almost went crazy, why?
During the three days that Su Muying lay in bed, Mr. He was killing people in Colombia. The big drug lords in Colombia tried to get Mr. He to give up the ports in the Gulf of Mexico and let them take charge of the entire drug smuggling business. Mr. He would not allow his territory.
He did whatever he wanted to others, and the conflict with Su Muying escalated, so he was always in a bad mood.
So the two sides fought fiercely, and Young Master He was almost seriously injured several times. An Luosi was anxious to see it, but he couldn't stop it. At that moment, he felt a little blamed on Su Muying. They had been together for eight years, and they had gone through all the pain and suffering.
The resentment should also be reduced to ashes, everyone explained, why is it still like this?
He Chufeng, who was outside, knew that He Lianlin had gone to Colombia, and he was always worried.
On his way back, he met a woman in white clothes. Although most of her face was covered, her aura was mysterious. She said, something will happen to your daddy!
It's just a simple sentence, but it is by no means alarmist.
He rushed to Mexico alone, hoping to prevent something, but when he arrived in Mexico, he learned that he had arrived two days late.
Sister-in-law Qi looked at the beautiful He Chufeng in front of her. She couldn't calm down for a long time, and asked after a while, "Are you really the prince's son?"
He Chufeng always nodded politely, saying that he was He Lianlin's unique son.
Su Muying took good care of herself. When she saw her son, the smile on her face became much better. He Chufeng nestled in her arms, "Mommy, can't you and Daddy really have a good talk? I've known him for eight years. Daddy is sorry for you, but there are many ways to settle accounts, why did you choose to torture each other?"
"Mommy, can you really bear to watch daddy die?"
Su Muying felt panicked for a moment, but didn't know how to answer. He Chufeng said, "Mommy, I have met Aunt Xia you met before. Are Aunt Xia and Uncle Mo more complicated than you and Daddy?" Is that so? Uncle Mo can accept a woman who can kill him at any time as his wife, why can’t Mommy forgive a man who doesn’t understand love but is trying his best to save her as his husband?”
"Have you met Xia Chen?" Su Muying was stunned.
He Chufeng nodded, "I also met Mo Jie and Mo Yuan. Mommy, although I don't understand adults' feelings, you love my daddy, don't you?"
"Baby, if the debt of love can be settled so easily, I wouldn't have been entangled with him for eight years but not be together anymore."
"If daddy dies in Colombia this time, mommy, you don't care, right?"
"What are you talking about? He is so strong, can anything happen?" Su Muying concealed his panic, but He Chufeng easily saw through it. He did not expose it, but stood up thoughtfully and looked not far away. "Mommy, I want to take you to meet someone tomorrow. She came to Mexico because of Aunt Xia's favor. Otherwise, go now!"
He Chufeng had his own ideas and style in doing things. He did not completely inherit He Lianlin's indifference. He might be a little more sincere than He Lianlin, but much darker. At this moment, Su Muying didn't even understand What is her son thinking in his heart, or what is he trying to prove in front of her.
"Okay, I'll go meet you!"
Rome, Italy.
In the quiet castle, the moonlight blurred the purple roses in the garden. Xia Qi stood beside the bed, letting the moonlight reflect a faint halo on her face. At this time, the bathroom door was opened. The man came out with a bath towel wrapped around his waist, with clear barriers on his body, and every part of his body showed the strong aura of a man.
Purple eyes glanced at the figure of the woman by the window, and he walked over calmly, reaching out and grabbing her waist. Looking at the owner of the arm, Xia Qin frowned subconsciously, "Wipe off the water on your body."
Someone smiled evilly, with a smile that was three-quarters doting and seven-points proud. He pushed the towel in his hand into Xia Chen's hand and said, "Help me."
“A little goes a long way.”
Even so, Xia Qi still wiped his hair forcefully and sat on his lap. Xia Qi said, "Mo Yan, do you think there is a possibility of reconciliation between He Lianlin's golden peacock and Su Muying? "
"You care about what they do. Besides, is He Lianlin the kind of person who will give up if Su Muying says he doesn't want to? Didn't you ask Muisa to come over? Why are you thinking so much?"
"Don't I care?" Xia Qi glared at him, "Hey, where do you put your hands and where do you feel? Mo Yan, you..."
The man didn't care about her. He kissed her on the lips and peeled off her clothes at the same time, "I will do mine, you can do whatever you want."