As an absolutely loyal subordinate, watching his most respected leader be slapped by a little woman, Han Jin instantly tensed his nerves, his sharp vision was as sharp as a sharp dagger, and he wanted to tear Wen Xin into pieces.
But without Xiao Zhan's order, he suppressed the urge to tear the warmth and stared at her with bloodthirsty eyes. If she dared to attack Xiao Zhan again, he would definitely break her neck!
Her hands were so heartbroken that she felt numb, and her eyes were filled with hatred, she clenched her teeth and said, "Murderer!"
There was a buzzing sound in his ears, and the face was filled with a scorching pain. The darkness quickly filled his eyes. Xiao Zhan was covered with dangerous anger, like an angry beast.
He glanced at the weak little girl in front of him, and the tyranny in his eyes was surging, and it would break out at any time and burn everything.
The weak and powerful confrontation makes the atmosphere extremely stiff, like a string that breaks at a touch.
Since childhood, Xiao Zhan was slapped in the face for the first time. If it were someone else, he would have been thrown to the Siberian wolf that he raised as a pet as a snack.
But she...
"Aren't you afraid that I will kill you?" He touched half of Huo Huaihuo's face, and his eyes pierced her sharply.
Wen Yanjun's death had already crushed Wen Xin. Her despair and the hatred soared into the sky corroded her heart. Faced with this cold-blooded demon who killed without blinking, Wen Xin was no longer timid.
"Then come! Kill me!" Wen Xin roared, and her bright and gentle eyes burned red with anger, "Xiao Zhan, don't think you can really cover the sky with your hands! You killed my dad, I won't
I will let you go. Even if I die, I will take you to bury you! Don’t think about getting away with me!"
She cried and asked Xiao Zhan to pay the price for his father's death!
Even if the weak little beast is forced into a desperate situation, she has no choice but to fight and fight, even if she loses her life in the end!
Xiao Zhan quietly clenched his fist. Such stubborn warmth would only make him want to tear her strength apart, pull out all the thorns on her body, and watch her surrender under her feet!
The nurse pushed Wen Yanjun out of the operating room.
In an instant, a sharp and harsh sound was made between Su Qin's throat. She rushed over without any effort, hugging Wen Yanjun's body and cried heart-wrenchingly.
"Yanjun, how can you leave us alone? Open your eyes and look at me, look at me..."
She pulled away the white cloth covering Wen Yanjun's body like crazy, grabbed his shoulders with both hands and shook them vigorously, as if doing so would make him come alive.
The nurses had long been used to such a separation of life and death, and they became a little numb to Su Qin's grief. The body was sent to the funeral home, and Su Qin's crazy behavior hindered their work.
Two nurses pulled away from left and right and wanted to pull Su Qin away, "Family, please feel sorry for your grief."
Su Qin refused to let go. She shouted to Wen Zeyu beside her: "Zeyu, come here quickly, they are going to take your father away. I don't allow it, I don't allow it, you tell them to go away!"
The sudden death of his father and the madness of his mother at this moment are like a knife.
Looking at Wen Yanjun who was not on the rescue bed and breathing stopped, the blue veins on his forehead appeared. Wen Zeyu held Su Qin's cold hand and said in a deep voice: "Mom, don't do this, you can let go first."
"No!" Su Qin glared at her son with incredible eyes, "Zeyu, this is your father... They want to take him away. If he leaves, he will never come back! He will not come back, you
I can't see him again..."
Never come back
I can't see him again
Su Qin's words were like the sharpest knife, inserted hard into her heart, brutally stirring, dripping blood!
Endless grief covered the hatred and sharpness in her eyes. Warmth was like a lost child, struggling with her legs towards Wen Yanjun with difficulty.
Sadness filled every corner of the corridor, the night wind whistled, making the windows roar.
The nurse had only helped Wen Yanjun to clean up briefly. Blood was dyed on his hair, ears, and many places, and it turned dark red after solidification. Because Su Qin pulled open the white cloth, Wen Xin saw Wen Yanjun's chest just now
The sutured wound was slender and ugly, causing pain in her eyes.
In addition, there were many bruises on his upper body, and his shoulders were scratched by broken glass, which was blurred blood. Even if he had been debridement, he still looked so shocking. He silently told her what Wen Yanjun had suffered.
The pain.
The air around seemed to have been drained, Wen Xin breathed rapidly, tears fell on Wen Yanjun's body, and the suffocation pain filled her heart.
dad
dad
Don't leave me
Sorry, I was wrong
I will be very obedient in the future and will not provoke anyone. If you are far away from them, you will not cause trouble for you again.
You don't leave, okay
I know it's wrong
Really, I know I was wrong...
Seeing the warmth flowing in tears, Su Qin was angry in her heart. She suddenly reached out and pushed her, cursing: "Get out, you are a damn evil spirit, don't pretend to be hypocritical here, get out of here, from now on, we will be warm
You don’t have the unfilial daughter of you!”
Warm fell to the ground.
"Aunt Su..."
"Don't call me!"
Wen Zeyu frowned tightly, "Mom, don't say angry words, this matter has nothing to do with Wen Xin..."
"Shut up!" Su Qin glared at her son, then looked at Wen Xin, "You killed Yanjun. Touch your conscience and ask if you still have the face to stay in the Wen family!"
Although Wen Yanjun's death was not caused directly by her, it was caused by her.
If she hadn't known Rong Li, Xiao Zhan wouldn't have come to him. Today's tragedy wouldn't have happened. Dad would have lived peacefully!
Su Qin's questioning pushed Wenxin into the abyss of self-blame.
She fell to the ground in a mess, and the cold penetrated into her body unscrupulously, frozen her heart.
His eyes flashed across the warm little face full of tears. He could clearly feel her despair. Wen Zeyu wanted to comfort her, but at this moment, Su Qin was what he should care more about.
He ignored Su Qin's cry and pulled her away from the body, and the nurse quickly pushed the rescue bed away to avoid delaying the time.
Seeing her husband being taken away with her own eyes, Su Qin, who had been crying for a long time, could no longer support her and fainted.
Wen Zeyu was shocked and hurriedly took her to see a doctor, with no time to take care of Wen Xin.
In the blink of an eye, the surroundings became quiet.
Xiao Zhan, who had always been an audience, finally made a move. He came to Wen Xin and stretched out his hand to her from a high place.
"Warm, you are homeless, come with me."
She looked at his cold eyebrows in a daze, and then her eyes fell on his spread palm.
She didn't respond.
Xiao Zhan's eyes sank, "No one wants you anymore, warm, you can only follow me."
No one wants her anymore...
Yes, dad doesn’t want her anymore, Rong Li doesn’t want her anymore, and even the elder brother and the others don’t want her anymore...
The tears had already dried up. I closed my eyes warmly and despaired, and handed my hand to Xiao Zhan.