After the divorce: the president can't hold back the young grandmother

Chapter 385 Strong Protection~
Fu Huaijin defended his shortcomings forcefully, Fu Lan could only grit his teeth and suppress his anger.

After that, Sheng Chaomu walked in front of her, met her eyes, and said very calmly:

"Let me tell you again, the death of your daughter Fu Xiang has nothing to do with me, the murderer is someone else..."

Fu Lan interrupted her out of control: "It has nothing to do with you? How did you say that? Sheng Chaomu, you shot her..."

While talking, Fu Huaijin walked aside to smoke.

Sheng Chaomu waited for Fu Lan to finish, and said, "If I hadn't shot her at that time, her dagger would have pierced my heart. Shouldn't I be defending myself and waiting to die?"

Fu Lan was choked, trembling with anger, she said angrily:

"Then why did you shoot her lungs? You are a medical student and your marksmanship is accurate. You can knock out the dagger in her hand, but you choose to shoot her lungs. You are vicious... ..."

Sheng Chaomu interrupted her again:

"Ms. Fu, didn't you watch all the video surveillance of that night? I originally wanted to knock out the dagger in Fu Xiang's hand, but at that time she suddenly changed the direction of attacking me, so I changed the direction of shooting... ..."

Fu Lan's lips trembled: "That doesn't change that Xiangxiang's death was caused by you. It was you who created the conditions for the murderer behind the scenes to hurt her. You are an accomplice!"

Sheng Chaomu could see that no matter how she explained, Fu Lan had already determined in her heart that she was the culprit who killed Fu Xiang.

Since everything she said was useless, Sheng Chaomu simply stopped arguing with her.

At this time, she walked to the tombstone of Fu Huaijin's parents, and looked at the portraits of men and women on the tombstone, feeling an indescribable sourness and deep guilt in her heart.

They are so young in the portraits.

The man is handsome and handsome, and the woman is beautiful.

A pair of Bi people, but died at the peak of their youth.

It's not that Fu Lan hated her, nor that Fu Huaijin once hated her so much.

She is indeed guilty and owes them the Fu family.

Sheng Chaomu knelt on the cold ground, kowtowed four times to Fu Huaijin's parents, and burned incense.

It was snowing heavily.

In the heavy snow, the woman kneeling on the ground with a straight back was so thin that she would fall over if the wind blows.

Fu Huairou looked at her with complicated eyes, and the eye sockets were a little sour.

She suddenly remembered that when they were both very young, Sheng Chaomu would still call her sister.

That's right, Sheng Chaomu is four years younger than her.

After the Sheng family went bankrupt, her family was also ruined and suffered a lot.

Today, none of them is better off than the other.

While Fu Huairou was in a trance, Fu Lan took advantage of everyone's inattention, picked up a brick that was used to press wreaths on the ground, and smashed it viciously at the back of Sheng Chaomu's head.

At the same time, Fu Huaijin was smoking a cigarette not far away, and Fu Huairou was in a trance. When they realized it, Fu Lan had already sprinted behind Sheng Chaomu.

Fu Huairou screamed: "Auntie, don't!"

Because of this sound, Sheng Chaomu quickly dodged, but was still hit by the brick thrown by Fu Lan.

What's more, only her wrist was injured, a layer of skin collapsed, and the overflowing blood stained the entire back of Sheng Zhaomu's hand.

When it comes to pain, people are always aware of pain.

At first, Sheng Chaomu felt numb, and then it hurt.

Fu Huaijin threw away the cigarette butt, and when she hurried over, her eyes were red.

Seeing that Sheng Chaomu was bleeding, Fu Lan finally let out a bad breath.

She laughed aloud, laughed and cried, and finally passed out because of the emotional fluctuations.

Sheng Chaomu looked at Fu Huaijin who was walking towards her, but changed direction and walked towards Fu Lan after Fu Lan passed out.

Seeing this, she withdrew her gaze a little... in a daze.

Fu Huairou gave her wrist a simple treatment, and said worriedly: "Are you okay?"

Sheng Chaomu knelt for a while, but when he stood up, his knees hurt.

She moved her wrist and said, "I didn't hurt any bones, I'm fine."

After she finished speaking, when she looked up again, Fu Huaijin had already walked down the mountain with Fu Lan in her arms.

Sheng Chaomu withdrew his eyes, and his eyes fell on Fu Huairou, and said, "You don't hate me anymore?"

Fu Huairou squinted her eyes, looking at the snow scene in the distance, with a faint tone:
"Hate is a lifetime, and not hating is also a lifetime. What's more, hating or not hating can't change the established ending. Besides, it was their decision and their greatness that your parents sacrificed their lives to save you back then. Three years old, childish and innocent."

Speaking of this, Fu Huairou withdrew his gaze from a distance, and landed on Sheng Chaomu's face:
"I don't blame you. You gave birth to two boys and one girl to our Fu family, no matter how much resentment there is, it will be gone." After a pause, "Treat my brother well, it's not easy for him."

Fu Huaijin carried Fu Lan down the mountain and asked the bodyguards to take her back to the hospital.

He leaned against the car body and lit a cigarette with an unclear expression.

After smoking a cigarette, he took out his cell phone and called Sheng Chaomu.

Sheng Chaomu didn't answer.

Fu Huaijin called Fu Huairou.

Fu Huairou answered his phone and said, "She's gone, didn't you see her?"

Fu Huaijin breathed heavily: "What? She left? When did she leave?"

(End of this chapter)