The winter in London has never been so cold. There was a thick haze on this night.
The luxurious room with a very British style was filled with cramped heating. Behind the gorgeous white curtain, several nurses were helping a mother deliver the baby.
Outside the curtain, sitting on a European classical fabric sofa, was a man wearing a crisp black suit and a beautiful young woman holding a beautiful baby boy in her arms. Her beauty was coquettish. It was far inferior to the real and human beauty of a pregnant woman.
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A bolt of lightning flashed across the gloomy and dark night sky, and a "rumbling" thunder sounded. Then, it started pouring rain outside the window. The rain was also mixed with white snowflakes.
The young woman frowned displeased, stood up and asked the nurse in the text: "Are you giving birth?!"
"Not yet!!" the anxious nurse, sweating profusely, shouted hurriedly.
"Tsk!" The young woman turned her head and questioned the silent man sitting on the sofa in front of her: "Luo Yujun! It's all your fault! Just forget about messing around with this woman behind my back. Now, her child,
What do you think we should do?!”
"Meilan..." The man sighed and looked at her deeply. At this time, a loud cry of a baby came from the curtain, as if trying to compete with the rain and snow outside the window.
After a while, an old nurse took out the cleaned baby. She was a beautiful baby girl, inheriting all the beauty of her mother, and even better. Her bewitching beauty was so beautiful that Luo
Yu Meilan is jealous.
"She must be destroyed!!!" Luo Yu Meilan shouted viciously. Her eyes were red with anger. Luo Yujun advised: "Meilan... after all, she is still my and Zhong Yan's child!!"
"Then," Luo Yumeilan's seriousness flashed with a hint of ferocity, "throw her under the London Bridge?"
"!!" Luo Yujun was shocked. But he knew his wife's personality well, and this was already the best result for this little baby girl.
"...Well, whether she lives or dies, it depends on her life!!..."
Suddenly, a scream came from within the curtain. "No! Miss Zhong Yan... committed suicide!!!"
Luo Yujun couldn't help but was stunned, and then ran into the curtain. Zhong Yan had already stabbed her abdomen with a dagger. There was a quiet smile on her lips as always.
"Xiaoyan!!!!!!"
A sneer appeared at the corner of Luoyu Meilan's mouth.
Very good... Zhong Yan, you really kept your promise! But you are stupid enough. Do you think I will be as trustworthy as you and treat your bitch daughter well?!! Ha, what a joke...
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The rain is still falling.
A speedboat stopped under London Bridge, dropped a small box, and then sped away, disappearing into the rainy night.
The endless rain and snow in the foggy city seems to be the sorrow, complaint and anger of God.