Bai Xiaoyu looked at Zhang Zhiyuan in the crowd without blinking. He seemed to be about to die, but in fact, she knew that he would die.
"Did he have to die?"
Bai Xiaoyu asked with her red lips lightly opened.
Fu Qinglu glanced indifferently at the direction where Zhang Zhiyuan was, and then said lightly, "Why do you still expect him to live without death now?"
Bai Xiaoyu's tears fell inexplicably.
Seeing this, Fu Qingqiu gently frowned his beautiful brows, and then lowered his voice and said, "Bai Xiaoyu, I can understand your current mood. Not everyone can do it, but he abandons you first
, so... you don't have to feel sorry."
Bai Xiaoyu almost subconsciously narrowed her eyes and looked at Fu Qingqiu. She looked confused and said for a while, "What are you saying?"
Fu Qingxiao said expressionlessly, "I said, you don't have to feel sorry."
Bai Xiaoyu moved her head slightly and said, "Who do you say... Zhang Zhiyuan is mine?"
Fu Qingxiao replied calmly, "Your father, for twenty years, has never regarded you as a daughter, his biological father."
Bai Xiaoyu was standing still as if struck by lightning.
Everyone's voices seemed to be blocked, only Tailin shouted "Dad" at the top of his lungs.
Bai Xiaoyu didn't know how she pushed everyone away and came to the accident center.
Her chest was just undulating violently, and her heartbeat echoed in her ears.
The doctor auscultated Zhang Zhiyuan with a solemn expression.
Tailin hugged Zhang Zhiyuan and cried, "Dad...Dad..."
Bai Xiaoyu walked to Zhang Zhiyuan a few steps, and then, under the surprised gaze of everyone, she suddenly collapsed on the ground.
Tailin looked at Bai Xiaoyu in front of him with red eyes, and Bai Xiaoyu just slowly raised his hand and grabbed Zhang Zhiyuan's hand.
Tears blurred his vision, Bai Xiaoyu's red lips trembled, trying to call him dad, but found that he could not make any sound.
The doctor took the stethoscope away, shook his head, and said, "The heartbeat stopped, I can't save it."
Tailin pulled Zhang Zhiyuan tightly and said sternly, "Dad!"
Bai Xiaoyu sat next to Zhang Zhiyuan's body, grabbed her hand, swayed gently, and kept sobbing, "Dad...Dad...Dad."
Everyone looked at Bai Xiaoyu with an unbelievable expression, and Bai Xiaoyu's heart had already hurt so much that it was no longer conscious.
If poisoning his father with his own hands is already the darkest thing in life, then what happened next really makes Bai Xiaoyu in the infinite hell.
The slightly restless scene suddenly became silent because of a male voice.
"Catch her, she is the murderer who killed Zhang Zhiyuan."
In Bai Xiaoyu's sight, a piece of black trouser legs gradually appeared, and she looked up along the trouser legs. In her blurry sight, the familiar handsome face appeared, Fu Qinglu.
Fu Qinglu stood opposite Bai Xiaoyu, with only a cold expression on his handsome face.
With his thin lips opened, he looked at Bai Xiaoyu and continued, "Come on, check her handbag, there is a poisonous medicine to kill Zhang Zhiyuan in the bag."
There was an uproar in the crowd, and someone immediately came up to snatch Bai Xiaoyu's handbag and poured out all the things inside.
Sure enough, there is medicine in the bag.
After the doctor checked, he nodded to everyone.
Bai Xiaoyu was immediately raised by the bodyguard who hosted the cocktail party, and everyone was asking her why she did this.
Fu Qinglu was standing in front of those people, and Bai Xiaoyu stood opposite each other alone. She was not afraid of being enemies of the whole world, but she was only afraid of standing opposite him.
Staring at Fu Qingluo without blinking, Bai Xiaoyu's eyes were filled with incredibleness, as if asking Fu Qingluo why.
Fu Qinglu looked back at Bai Xiaoyu indifferently, opened his thin lips and said, "You are willing to even take action on your own biological father. Who dares to keep you by your side?"
Bai Xiaoyu whispered, "I did this for you..."
Fu Qingqiu sneered, as if he had heard some big joke, and he said, "People have always killed people just for the sake of interests and hatred. I never believe that anyone who is willing to kill people for another person is willing to kill people.
Not to mention, the one who killed his own relatives.”
Bai Xiaoyu frowned, and her heart was so painful that it was about to collapse.
Just when she was heartbroken, she felt a glimpse of a dark shadow in her eyes. Then, a scorching pain came from her left face. With a bang, it turned out that Tailin rushed over and slapped her hard.
Standing in front of Bai Xiaoyu, Tailin said with red eyes, "You are not my sister! I have never had a sister like you!"
The lights in the entire banquet hall suddenly turned black and everyone disappeared. Bai Xiaoyu stood alone in place, a beam of white light shone from her head. She hugged her arms in fear and heard countless
A voice said, "The illegitimate daughter, the illegitimate daughter...even the biological father can be killed. I am afraid that Zhang Zhiyuan will not be able to rest in peace if he dies."
Bai Xiaoyu covered her ears, but the sounds were like a living nightmare, and they were drilling into her heart.
"No...I'm not...Mom..."
Bai Xiaoyu squatted down and encircled herself in her arms.
She was so scared, mom, where are you?
Didn’t you say that Dad doesn’t want me, he is just forced to do so due to the current situation. If he recognizes me, I will be in danger.
Mom, you tell me, why did Dad treat me like this?
And... Fu Qingxiu, why did he treat her like this?
Tears were like water flowing open the gate, endlessly reviving.
Bai Xiaoyu was so sad, fear and sadness seemed to be integrated into the air, and she was about to shut her down...
In the room opposite the corridor, Fu Qingqiu was lying on the bed alone, lying in pain, and he didn't go downstairs to have dinner because the anger in his heart had not yet been vented.
It was clearly Bai Xiaoyu who was induced by him, but now she finally offered to fight against Zhang Zhiyuan, but his heart was not as happy as expected. Instead, she could still say what she left after he kissed her.
There was a fire in my heart, burning wildly.
I turned on the bedside light and took a look at the time. It was only nine o'clock in the evening.
Fu Qingxia really couldn't hold on, so he slowly got up from the bed.
I don’t know how big the hole was torn in my back, which made him even feel pain in walking now.
A little thirsty, Fu Qingqiu left the master bedroom, came to the living room, and walked to the wine cabinet. He was about to get the wine, but he thought of Ziwen's words, "Don't touch the wine, otherwise there will be three more wounds.
The moon can't be better."
Close the door of the wine cabinet, Fu Qingluo cursed inwardly.
There was nothing but wine in the house, so Fu Qinglu had to open the door and go out.
But as soon as I walked into the corridor, I heard a bang, the sound of something shattering, which came from Bai Xiaoyu's room.
Fu Qingqiu was stunned and then rushed to Bai Xiaoyu's room quickly.
Pushing open the door, Fu Qingqiu ran directly to the source of the sound without turning on the light.
In the dim master bedroom, a figure stood beside the bed, half of the white quilt was on the bed and half on the ground.
Bai Xiaoyu stood barefoot on the long-haired carpet, and the large glass window in front of her was broken, but she stood there as if she was hysterical, motionless.