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850. Believe in me, Changshang 1

But Chang Shang just repeated those helpless words.

"Please...I beg you..."

In the dark night, her tears could not be seen clearly, but her voice was so trembling and trembling.

It can even make people feel that her heart is equally painful.

Trembling, trembling, infinite despair.

Chang Mian's peach-blossom eyes twitched, and her eyes suddenly turned cold. She was surrounded by a surge of anger, although this anger did not come from her, but from the DVD.

His eyes were fixed on the woman a few meters away.

"Okay, I'm leaving. I won't force you. I order you not to run around. Stay here. If you want to be alone, just sit here and calm down. Don't run around anymore."

After Chang Mian finished speaking, he stamped his feet in distress and anger, turned around and strode away.

When Chang Shang saw him finally leaving, her heart became even more painful.

It was obvious that she had forced him to leave, but he really no longer cared about her, and she felt that she had fallen into infinite fear and was unable to extricate herself. No one could save her.

Holding my shoulders tightly with my hands, it's so cold...

The mountain breeze blew against my cheeks, and the rain of flower petals crossed my cheeks. I didn't feel romantic at all, and my eyes were dim.

Chang Mian walked to the villa and Leng Heng approached him. It had been a long time since he had seen such a strong and violent aura lingering around him. Leng Heng was shocked when he saw this. He didn't know what kind of big conflict Master Chang and Madam Chang had.

It's such a deadlock.

"Leng Heng, prepare a tranquilizer gun for me, quickly!"

Chang Mian strode into the house, walked to the baby room, picked up the crying little Cheche, and coaxed him a few words, but that didn't stop him from crying. He stopped coaxing, and just held him in his arms.

Walk over.

Leng Heng brought up the anesthesia gun and handed over his coat at the same time.

Chang Mian put his coat on his body, put the anesthesia gun on his waist, hugged his son and headed towards the back hill where Chang Shang was.

"Che'er, don't cry, it annoys me." Chang Mian comforted his son in his arms as he walked.

But little Cheche didn't stop talking at all and cried louder and louder. Chang Mian almost didn't get angry, but there was nothing he could do about the child. He could only speed up his pace and wait for him to arrive before Chang Mian could sit down.

There was no sign of Chang Shang there at all.

Damn it!

What are you running around for?

He raised his eyes and looked around, looking for Chang Shang's shadow.

Look everywhere.

"Che'er, if you want to cry, cry louder and let your mother hear you!" Chang Mian suddenly changed his policy of coaxing the child to inciting him to cry.

But no matter how hard he searched or how little Cheche cried, Chang Chang didn't show up.

Where did he go?

Gradually, Chang Mian's inner fire grew stronger, fearing that something might happen to her...until he looked up and saw a black figure shaking on the Rainbow Bridge.

"Chang Shang."

Chang Mian looked happy and walked quickly towards the Rainbow Bridge.

Perhaps his steps were too hasty and he didn't pay attention. He missed a step, bent his left knee, and directly hit the hard pebbles. He almost threw the little Cheche out of his hand.

Chang Mian was shocked, and his first reaction was to protect the child. When he hugged little Cheche firmly, he felt a hot touch on his knees.

This small injury was really nothing to Chang Mian. It wasn't even enough to make him feel itchy, but it made him even more irritable.

A good night suddenly turned into chaos because of an anonymous DVD. How could he be careless again? Damn it, he was so upset that he wanted to kill someone to vent his anger!


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