Love is not unrequited joy: Shanmeng is looking forward to the next life (4)
Love is endless but not joyful: Shan Mian hopes for the next life (4)
After three years of careful planning, Madam Hong trusted them without warning and slowly took over all the power in her hands.
Now except for the 20% in Jian Yao's hands, everything else is in the hands of Louis Yingzi. If he wants a divorce, she can't stop him, can she?
Louis Ying stared at her and the child with his calm eyes, the complexity and ambiguity fleeting. He was silent for a moment, walked to her side, leaned forward and gently took Jian Yao's little hand.
"Don't think wildly." A low and hoarse voice sounded, and he looked down at Jane with determination in her uncertain eyes.
Jane was stunned for a few seconds, she thought...
Louis Yingwu gently patted her shoulder twice, as if to comfort her, "I will be very busy these two days, you take care of yourself and your children."
Although Madam Hong has been brought down, there are still many messy things waiting for him to deal with, so he will definitely be very busy.
Jane nodded, her eyes filled with mist unconsciously, and nodded: "Go ahead -"
Louis Ying stared at her for a few seconds, weakly pulled his lips, and finally said nothing.
The moment he turned around to leave, the pity floating in his eyes was unknown, whether it was for Jane or for...himself!
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When Louis Indigo went to see Madam Red, her hands and feet were handcuffed to her chest, her hair was fluffy and messy, and the makeup on her face was blurred.
The grace, luxury, and aloofness of the past are gone forever.
Seeing Louis Yingqi sitting next to her, a look of cruelty flashed across her eyes, "You... what did you do to Han Ping?"
She didn't see Han Ping during Jian Yao's 100-day banquet. It must have been a good thing done by the good son she raised.
Louis Indigo didn't answer in a hurry. He took out the cigarette case from his pocket, lit a cigarette and took a puff. The smoke entered the lungs from the throat, circled around and slowly overflowed from the nose.
"Yu Yang is from the army, and he is very good at interrogating prisoners. I believe he has a sense of discretion and will not let him die too quickly!" The voice was low and hoarse, with no mood swings. The smoke blurred his outline. He looked gentle, but
Such tenderness is extremely penetrating.
Han Ping is different from those people. He was adopted by Madam Hong when he was a child. Without Madam Hong, he would have starved to death on the streets. Therefore, he is very loyal to Madam Hong. Neither money nor women can tempt him to betray Madam Hong.
However, Louis Yingqi had no intention of letting Han Ping betray Madam Hong from the beginning. What he had done to Fei Fei, Louis Yingqi naturally wanted him to pay back thousands of times.
"Haha..." Madam Hong couldn't help but laugh, with self-mockery flowing in her dull pupils, "I thought that I would fight for power all my life, but I never knew what it was like to lose. I didn't expect that the only person I lost to would be
It’s my son——”
How could he lose so miserably and completely?
"Did you lose?" Louis Yingqi raised his lips with unknown meaning, half-smiling but not smiling. The light in his eyes was lonelier than the looming firelight on his fingertips, "Maybe... we all lost!"
Madam Hong turned her head, staring at him with darker eyes, her eyebrows furrowed tightly.
"Do you know?" Louis Yingwu's voice was very soft, and he looked at his mother. At this moment, he no longer knew what to hate or what to do, "Lan Xi... is a boy!"
"Lan Xi?" Madam Hong didn't know who this person was.
"Fei'er and my first child, we always thought it was a girl, named Lan Xi." When Louis Yingwu mentioned the child, it was like a newly healed scar being torn open again, dripping with blood, "You
You thought she was a girl, and even if she was born, there would be no use for it. You were afraid that their mother and daughter would affect me and be involved in your plan, so you misled Grace and made her think that Fei and I were in love, and used Grace's hand to get rid of Lan Xi.
, and couldn’t wait to throw Fei’er out and let her fend for herself!”
"Ha!" Louis Yingqiu curled his lips and sneered. While he was laughing at Madam Hong, he was also laughing at himself. "Lan Xi is a boy. If you can endure it for another two or three months, he will be able to see the world."
What kind of man is he?
You can’t even protect your own children!
"No...no...this is impossible!" Mrs. Hong's pale and haggard expression was full of disbelief.
The doctor who examined Lan Mufei at the beginning was a trustworthy person who had been loyal to the Louis family for many years. He was also the one who protected the birth of the widow when he gave birth to a widow. How could he have done the wrong examination?
"He was bribed by Fengchen, otherwise why do you think I had to kill him?"
...Fengchen?
Madam Hong was stunned.
She actually forgot that there was such a person, who kept making little moves behind her back, and actually bribed her most trusted doctor!
"The mantis stalks the cicada and the oriole follows behind. Fengchen used this trick to make me hate you and make us mother and son hate each other. In fact, he succeeded. Now I really hate you to the core. You made me lose the most valuable thing in my life.
The woman I love makes me no longer happy in the second half of my life, as if I am living in purgatory on earth!"
His cold voice penetrated into Madam Hong's ears word by word, a coldness seeped down her back, and her limbs were numb.
The ashes of the cigarette were about to fall, so he stretched out his hand and dropped the ashes directly on his mother's body. For Mrs. Hong, who always had a mysophobia, this was undoubtedly a kind of torture.
"Louis Young Widow!" Madam Hong took a deep breath, and the light in her eyes gradually became sinister, "I have planned my whole life for you, and I have fought for so much for the Louis family. You are just a heartless beast like your useless father.
, why can’t you see the wealth and rights I have brought to you!”
Everything she did was for the Louis family, for their father and son!
Louis Yingqi looked at her indifferently with his deep eyes, not moved, "While you brought countless glory and wealth to the Louis family, you also brought us endless killing and bloodshed, loss and pain! Then
It’s what you want, not what we want!”
"You are not God, and you have no right to help us choose which life to live. This should be our own choice."
Madam Hong stared at him with a complicated expression, her eyes still flashing with disbelief and anger!
She... was wrong?!
No!
How could she be wrong?
Everything she does is for their own good!
"Without power and wealth, you have nothing!" She murmured to herself in a low voice with squinting eyes.
"Hopeless!" When Louis Yingwit heard her words, a flash of coldness flashed across his eyes. This was his mother, the person who brought him into this world.
In her eyes, power and wealth are meaningless, and everything else is meaningless. In order to achieve her own goals, she uses any means, her hands are stained with blood, and the only thing left in her ugly heart is killing.
"I'm not wrong! How could I be wrong!...Everything I did was right, it was you who were wrong..." Madam Hong looked confused for a few seconds, as if she suddenly reacted and roared emotionally,
The calmness and posture of the past were gone, and the cuffed hands were beating constantly, as if they were struggling to death.
"It's not wrong for you to destroy Yanyu's family, it's not wrong for you to kill your grandmother, it's not wrong for you to murder your husband and grandson, it's not wrong for you to even use the evidence of your son's crime to intimidate the woman he loves!"
Louis Yingqiu's calm voice at first became more and more passionate at the end. He was so angry and resentful that he even threw the document in his hand on Madam Hong's face in excitement.
Madam Hong was stunned.
It turns out...this is why he hates himself!
Widow Louis Ying looked at the miserable and embarrassed woman in front of him. He felt no sympathy or pity in his heart, only hatred and disgust.
For so many years, he has been unwilling to break up with her and hold back because subconsciously he is still caring about this only relative. He wants to be free, but he doesn't want to hurt her!
Taking into account the long-term relationship between mother and son, the moment he saw this in Lan Mufei's dresser drawer, all the years of forbearance and concession seemed like a joke.
How ridiculous!
How sad!
His mother has gone crazy, so frantic that she would even sacrifice her own son.
At that moment, he not only suffered the pain of losing Lan Mufei, but also the pain of losing his only relative. He also had to bear the pain of losing the woman he loved most because he had no choice but to agree to the deal because he wanted to protect himself.
Misunderstood and ruined, he walked away.
At that moment, he hated Madam Red like never before, and he made up his mind to destroy Madam Red.
At any cost.
Even if it costs everything!
She destroyed what he cared about most, and he treated her the same way she did!
Louis Yingwu stood up and looked down at her frozen expression with condescending eyes full of sympathy and irony, "My mother, don't try to commit suicide to save your self-esteem and pride. I have already explained it, and they will definitely guarantee it."
You live to be a hundred years old, the longer the better... I am too lonely in hell alone. Fortunately, I am not the only one in this cold and dark hell. You and Han Ping are with me, so no one is lonely.
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Madam Hong's eyes suddenly expanded, staring at Louis Yingqi, the coldness in her eyes slowly surged, and despair occupied her entire soul.
Louis Yingwu turned around and left, and behind her came her stern voice: "—No!"
The charges the police charged against Mrs. Hong were enough for her to die of old age in a cold prison. Even if Mrs. Hong wanted to commit suicide to save her face, he would not allow it.
He wants her to live longer than anyone else, wants her to be unable to do anything in prison, and sees herself getting older day by day. He wants her to have her hands and feet cuffed, her hair to turn white, her teeth to fall out, and she to urinate and defecate*
, unable to take care of oneself.
It would be more painful for her to live than to die!
In addition to life and death, there is life worse than death.
If not, how could he suppress the overwhelming hatred in his heart, and how could he vent the pain in his heart that was almost swallowing him up!
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After walking out of the police station, Hang Hang stood at the foot of the steps and looked up to see his lonely figure standing in the sun.
The red lady fell, and the remaining ones were not afraid, but there was never a real smile on the earl's face, and there was never a moment of relaxation in his heart!
In other words, from this moment on, the Count's pain really just began.
Louis Indigo looked up at the dazzling sunshine, the sadness and coldness in his heart became stronger. He opened his palms, as if he were holding many things. Even at this moment, as long as he stamped his feet, the whole of Paris would be shaken.
But...
Why do I still feel so uncomfortable?
still……
Lonely... terrible.
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Lan Mufei saw Mrs. Hong's report in the evening. Sijun was sitting on a small chair eating cut fruit. She was sitting on the sofa reading the newspaper, reading word for word...
The stone that had been squeezing in her heart for a long time seemed to have finally been removed. She put down the newspaper in her hand and looked sideways out of the window. The afterglow of the setting sun was extremely red and her pupils were piercing.
The corners of his mouth couldn't help but turn up...
Young man, you finally did it.
Even if the price we pay is too heavy, we have no choice, right?
After Sijun finished eating the fruit, he wiped his hands and said, "Mom, let's go downstairs for a walk!"
Lan Mufei came back to her senses, the mist in her clear pupils gradually dissipated, and she smiled, "Okay."
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The figures, one large and one small, were dragged along the ground for a very long time.
The breeze blowing on her face was filled with warmth, and the light-colored scarf around her neck was lifted by the wind...
Sijun was wearing a black cotton-padded jacket, hat and gloves. The cotton-padded jacket under her feet stepped on the unmelted ice cubes in the puddles on the roadside. She said in a soft and waxy voice: "Mom, look... Bingbing..."
Lan Mufei turned around and saw Sijun, the smile on her face was as beautiful as a poem.
Ye Rong said: If you want to see my life and death, collect "Love is as deep as melting, President, you are not good!" If you want to see how the young man behaves, collect it too. If you like the young master, you should collect it because I also like him, handsome