Ling Chenzhen quickly kissed Yan Xiu's attack, turned his body sideways, and said coldly and ruthlessly: "She is not my mother. From the moment she planned to abandon me, she was no longer worthy of being my mother. She is not even a livestock.
It's not as good as tiger poison doesn't eat its seeds! What about her?"
Yan Xiu didn't expect that Ling Chenzhen would be so extreme and use such words to describe the mother who gave birth to him and raised him. He angrily picked up the crystal ashtray beside him and smashed it down with all his strength...
However...
Another body stood in front of him.
Everything seemed to have stopped. The extremely hard crystal ashtray hit Li Suyun's forehead accurately, and bright red blood gurgled out. Yan Xiu's eyes widened, looking at the bloody ashtray, horrified.
shouted: "Mommy..."
Ling Chen took a few steps back in confusion. His mind kept flashing back to that moment. He shook his head lightly, no! How could that woman be so kind as to prevent the disaster for him? How could she!
She's just performing, that's for sure!
Li Suyun leaned weakly in Yan Xiu's arms, narrowed his eyes slightly, stretched his hand in the air, weakly pointed at Ling Chen Zhen, as if calling him, a weak voice sounded in Yan Xiu's ears: "煅...煅...
…”
Yan Xiu hugged Li Suyun's body tightly, "Ling Chen Zhen, mother is calling you, you should answer her! Ling Chen Zhen, you have no conscience!"
Ling Chenzhen took a few steps back, holding his head with both hands, his pupils dilated countless times, and shouted with all his strength: "I have no conscience, and I am not his son, no! No!"
Li Suyun listened, and his hands fell down, with regret and pain. Yanxiu's tears of regret rolled down, and he hugged Li Suyun's body tightly, ran out of the Rose Garden like crazy, and drove to the hospital.
Ling Chen sat blankly on the stone steps, with the scene of Li Suyun dying constantly reflected in his mind. His mind was in a mess. He didn't know how to deal with these things, he didn't know!
But there is a voice that keeps telling me that she is not his mommy, no! No mother would abandon her son, and no mother would force her son to do something he doesn't like!
she is not!
Absolutely not!
……Dividing line……
Jing Jing did not expect that Yan Xiu would suddenly come to her, and when she was about to make black tea for him personally, Yan Xiu held her hand tightly: "An Qi, I know that our Ling family owes you a lot, and I will repay it throughout my life.
It’s not over. But can you forget about it?”
Jing Jing didn't understand why he said such words, and looked at him calmly, "As long as Ling Chenzhen doesn't steal my child, everything else should end with Ling Ruo'er's death. Pull it off.
I will leave here and never come back."
Yan Xiu closed his eyes heavily, held her crotch tightly, and finally pressed his forehead heavily on the back of her hand, "Anqi, mom is dying, but brother is still angry with mom, you can let her
Brother, do you want to go see Mommy? Mommy was injured to protect him, An Qi... Please, help Mommy..."
An Jing's body took a big step back and looked at Yan Xiu in confusion.
"What happened?"
Yan Xiu was so sad that he couldn't speak. He just repeated: "Help mom, please... An Qi... don't ask anything... you will know later... An Qi..."
Shura came in from the outside and saw Yan Xiu. Without any hesitation, he pushed his body away and said, "Get out, you are not welcome here. There is no good person in your Ling family!"
Jing Jing held Shura's hand and said, "Don't be like this, he helped me before."
Shura turned his head helplessly, "You are too innocent, so you are always taken advantage of. Why did this man help you back then? Because he also helped Ling Ruoer take away your child!"
Jing Jing's body trembled, and she looked at Yan Xiu in surprise. She didn't expect that he didn't explain, but nodded in recognition: "Yes! I knew Ling Ruo'er's trick back then, but I didn't help you and chose to help her. I'm sorry...
so……"
"You have been making amends afterwards? Are you all cold-blooded people in the Ling family? Do you have to torture me to death before you are willing to accept it? It was five years ago, will it still be like this five years later? For someone who has hurt me
Man, why should I help? I am not a saint! Yan Xiu!" Jing Jing's emotions were out of control. As soon as she mentioned what happened five years ago, her emotions were completely out of her control.
She hated herself for being so cowardly five years ago. If she had been stronger and braver, she wouldn't have lost that child and wouldn't have lived such a painful life.
Seeing that things had changed, Yan Xiu looked helplessly at An Jing, shook his head silently, and said intermittently: "Anqi, I'm sorry...but now...can you forgive me? Mom is really not okay...please
…”
Jing Jing smiled coldly: "I said I'm not a saint, I'm sorry, you can go. I don't want to pursue the grudges from five years ago, but can you disappear from my sight! Can you!"
Yan Xiu had no intention of leaving at all, and stared at An Jing blankly. Suddenly he knelt down and begged in a low voice: "Jing Jing, please go and persuade the eldest brother, mother is really not good... All the faults of the Ling family make Yan Xiu
Xiu is responsible for it! Whether you want to kill or cut into pieces today, it’s up to you! I won’t even have the slightest resistance!”
Shura took out a gun from his waist and stuffed it into Anjing's hand, "Stop being a weak woman, you should take back all your pain, Anjing! You are just of a lower status than her, but you were born without
It’s not for them to ravage!”
Jing Jing took the gun with trembling hands and looked at Yan Xiu. She raised it in fear, but was unable to pull the trigger. Finally, the gun fell to the ground with a bang. She squatted on the ground in pain and growled at Yan Xiu: "Let's go."
!Go! I’m afraid I’ll change my mind! Hurry!”
However, Yan Xiu took the gun and forced it into her hand, and said to his thigh, "If I can take one shot to resolve all the hatred, then I would rather take this shot. Because my mother cares about big brother, I
I don’t want her to not be able to see her big brother at the last moment!”
Jing Jing's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she stared at Yan Xiu blankly. When she tried to stop him, Yan Xiu had already pulled the trigger, and boom! The bullet was fired, and it hit his thigh accurately!
Yan Xiu groaned in pain and looked at him quietly and weakly, "Asshole! I have decided to let it go, why are you so persistent, stupid! Asshole! Yan Xiu!"
Shura immediately went outside to drive, hugged Yan Xiu's body and immediately went to the hospital.
Jing Jing drove to the Rose Garden by herself.
Arriving at the gate of the Rose Garden, she rang the doorbell silently. She didn't know why she walked into this place again. Was it because she owed this family in her previous life, or was it destined!
The old housekeeper opened the door of the Rose Garden and saw her. He asked tremblingly, "Miss An, what can you do? Your Highness is not at home. He drove out just after six o'clock. Where he went, I don't know.
!”
Jing Jing lowered his head lightly and said, "Thank you, I understand."
An Anjing turned around and drove to the secret base again, but still did not see Ling Chenzhen. Finally, she reluctantly called his mobile phone number, but no one answered for a long time.
When she was about to drive away, Zuo Li appeared in front of her, "Miss An, are you looking for His Highness?"
"Zuo Li, the old lady is dying. Where has Ling Chen gone? Doesn't he even want to see his mother for the last time?"
Zuo Li lowered his head in embarrassment, "Miss An, I know the second young master asked you to come here, but you go back. The hatred between the young master and the old lady will not be resolved because of you, but will hurt you."
…”
Jing Jing didn't take Zuo Li's words into heart at all, and said stubbornly: "No! Yan Xiu has already been shot by me, and I promised him to bring Ling Chenzhen to the old lady. No matter what, I will
have it done!"
Zuo Li had never seen such a responsible woman, and with slight admiration, he told her the location, and finally gave her instructions: "Miss An, His Highness likes you. Try to use your tenderness to resolve him, and he will compromise with you.
of."
I listened quietly, feeling a little dazed. I got into the car feebly and drove towards the night pub. Like her? How is it possible? In Ling Chenzhen's world, is there such a thing as "like"? Like Ling Ruo'er, he went crazy for her
After helping so many things, he didn't feel much sadness when she died in the end. Is that love? Do you like her? It's just words!
The car drove unconsciously to the night pub. She parked the car, found the private room Zuo Li mentioned, opened the door, and saw such a lively scene. She couldn't help but feel nausea in her throat...
Ling Chen's trousers were half-covered, and several women wearing only a few pieces of clothing were nestling in front of him. In his arms, they were using all kinds of disgusting ways to please the superior man in front of him.
Ling Chen was half drunk when he saw An Jing coming over with a disgusted look on his face. He pushed all the women around him away and grabbed An Jing's wrist, "What's the matter? Do you know how to compromise? Come tell me, you're lonely.
?That man named Shura can’t satisfy you, can he?”
Jing Jing pushed away the dirty Ling Chen Zhen and whispered: "Your mother is about to die, but you are living happily here. Are you a human? Ling Chen Zhen!"
"Oh? I know, it must be Yan Xiu who came to find you. Haha... That man only knows how to look for women, and always only knows how to hide behind women. He has been like this all his life! Come on, you are actually here to beg me.
, then please me like them!" Jing Jing couldn't tell how drunk Ling Chen was, and she didn't know if those words were drunk or his true intention.
When Jing Jing wanted to curse, she thought of Zuo Li's words and waved her hands to the women around her: "You go out, I will pay you the money! Get out of here right away!"
Several women flattened their mouths unhappily, muttered a few words, and then slowly left.