The love of a wealthy family has changed, the scumbag president don't touch me

Then Ling Ziqian stood up and hurried out of the bathroom, and just as he walked out of the door, Ling Zidi who was sitting in the bathtub stood up abruptly, stepped out of the bathtub naked, and picked up the toilet on the sink with trembling hands ——

Razor!

Yan Zidi's face was bloodless pale, she lowered her head, and with trembling hands removed the sharp blade, then raised her left hand, held the blade and cut towards her wrist without any hesitation——

"Jing Ziqian, I hate you!" She looked up at him, grabbed his skirt tightly, and screamed hoarsely, "I hate you, I hate you, why did you keep me here? Why did you—"

When Ling Ziqian walked out of the bathroom, Lan's mother gave Qian Jun a "please" look, and then followed Ling Ziqian closely.

At the door of the bathroom, Situ Yunhui stood stiff like a statue, looking at the grief-stricken Yu Zidi with tears streaming down his face, feeling guilt and regret overwhelming his heart.

His arms were empty, his heart twitched violently, and there was a faint wry smile on the corners of Ling Ziqian's lips, looking sadly and sadly at the little woman who had turned to someone else's arms.

Ling Ziqian's heart and soul were torn apart, panting fiercely with a pale face, looking at the little woman who couldn't believe it, secretly rejoicing that he was worried and turned back, otherwise the knife would go on...

Qian Jun looked anxious, and there was a trace of exhaustion between his tightly frowned brows, as if he had just hurried back from a far away place.He returned to New Zealand a few days ago to deal with business, and rushed back as soon as he received the bad news.

The eyes full of sadness were gradually replaced by hatred all over the sky, and the emotions of agitation and collapse gradually calmed down. She must calm down, and she must calm down as soon as possible.

Ling Ziqian turned a deaf ear to it, and stood motionless on the spot, staring at Ying Zidi who was crying sadly in Qian Jun's arms with eyes full of pain, his heart ached like twisting.

He gritted his teeth fiercely to endure the pain in his hands, looked at the little woman with a dazed expression in shock, and was frightened by her actions.

"Ajun... woo woo woo... my Dudu... woo woo... I was wrong, I shouldn't have come back, I shouldn't have brought Dudu and Yuan Bao back... woo woo... Ling Zidi hugged Qian Jun's waist tightly, crying in his arms until she almost fainted.

When Ling Ziqian was helpless, there were footsteps coming from far to near, and soon the bathroom door was pushed open.

Ling Ziqian was full of bitterness, and took a deep look at Ling Zidi who was held in Qian Jun's arms, then turned silently and walked towards the outside of the bathroom.

"It's my fault! It's my fault! I killed Dudu, I killed him!" Yan Zidi was very emotional, and burst into tears, watching him crying with grief shouted.

Yes, how can she be so cowardly?How can she die if she hasn't avenged Dudu?She can't die until she kills the murderer with her own hands!

"Jiu'er, you can't do this! Before the murderer who hurt Dudu is caught, you have no right to do stupid things!" Qian Jun looked serious, looked at her sharply, and said softly in a stern tone.

"Jiu'er, be strong, for Yuan Bao, you must be strong!" Qian Jun frowned tightly, gently pinched her shoulders with both hands, slightly bowed his head to look at her level, and stared straight into her eyes with distressed eyes. , Said word by word.

"Jiu'er, it's not like this, it's not your fault, it's not your fault..." Ling Ziqian hastily comforted him, looking at the tearful little woman with great distress, while carefully pinching the blade she held between her fingers take away. 13acv.

"Let's go, young master." Although Lan's mother was worried about Ling Zidi, seeing Ling Ziqian's hand bleeding profusely, she was also very anxious.Seeing that he just looked at Ling Zidi and refused to leave, he couldn't help urging him softly in worry.

murderer……

"Because I love you!" He looked at her deeply with eyes full of pain and love, and choked slightly sadly, "Because I love you, I don't want you to go, and because I love you, I want to keep you in me." Beside me. I'm sorry, Jiu'er, I'm sorry..."

"I hate you……"

The sharp pain stimulated Ling Ziqian's nerves, and his forehead was forced into cold sweat, but even though it hurt, he didn't dare to let go.

The wrist was suddenly grabbed, and Ling Zidi reflexively raised her left hand to approach the blade.Seeing this, Ling Ziqian simply grabbed the blade with his other hand, pinching the extremely sharp blade in the palm of his hand.Blood immediately overflowed from between the five fingers that were clenched tightly.

If Qian Jun can really make Jiu'er get rid of the idea of ​​committing suicide, even if he is allowed to leave forever... what can he say?

She wants revenge!

"Master, your hand..." Lan's mother rushed in first, looked anxiously at Ling Ziqian's bleeding hand, and then subconsciously looked at Ling Zidi, who was crying to the point of collapse, after making sure her daughter was fine Only then secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

"I don't want...I don't want to be strong, I just want my son..." She shook her head indiscriminately, looked at Qian Jun sadly and desperately, and wept hard.

He knew that now was not the time to be jealous, but when he saw that the person she relied on and trusted the most was not him, his heart ached so badly...

She wants to avenge Dudu!

Not long after, there was a sudden sound of hurried footsteps outside the door, and then Ling Ziqian's figure appeared at the door of the bathroom.His expression was dignified, as if there was something urgent, and he was so busy that he didn't even have time to tie the gauze on his hand.He frowned and looked at Yan Zidi who had stopped crying, and at the moment when Yan Zidi turned her head to look at him listlessly, he said——

Ling Zidi was shocked, although the tears still kept falling, but the crying gradually stopped.

He hugged her with all his heart, and stroked her back with his big hands to stabilize her.She became very quiet, just weeping silently in his arms.

The extremely sharp blade exuded a gloomy cold light, and approached her wrist at a decisive speed. Just as the blade was about to scratch her wrist, a big hand came across the sky, grabbing her tightly and pinching the blade. the hand.

Jie Ziqian was startled suddenly, gritted his teeth and looked at the emotionally collapsed Zidi with red eyes, his throat seemed to be strangled by an invisible hand, making him unable to utter a word.

Seeing the little girl in such pain, Ling Ziqian suffered even more than her.As soon as he opened his mouth, she let out a sentence with her head down and weeping.

"Yuanbao has you, I know you will love her very much, but Dudu is alone... I can't leave him..." Yan Zidi wept bitterly in grief and despair, tears overflowing her eyes like a flood.She was trembling uncontrollably, her heart was full of self-blame and grief, "It's all my fault, I shouldn't have left his side, I'm not a good mommy, woo woo woo...beep... "

Qian Jun frowned fiercely, caressing her rapidly rising and falling back with his big hand, his worried eyes fell on Ling Ziqian's bloody hand, and said to Ling Ziqian in a low voice, "Go and deal with it first." Take your hand, and I'll persuade her."

"Dudu...my Dudu..." Ling Zidi was out of breath from crying, her eyes were red and swollen, and her voice was so hoarse that she could hardly hear clearly.

In fact, she didn't want to die, she was just afraid that Dudu would be too lonely alone, she was just afraid that Dudu would be bullied without her protection, she couldn't leave Dudu alone, she couldn't...

"Jiu'er." Qian Jun approached them lightly, calling softly with the utmost distress.

"no……"

"Jiu'er, don't be so selfish, okay? I'm afraid of you like this, and I can't live without you! And Yuan Bao, Yuan Bao can't live without you!" Ling Ziqian's eyes were scarlet, and he was in extreme pain.

"Nine children..."

"I don't want to be sorry, I want my son, you give me back my son, give me back, woo woo woo..." She shook her head indiscriminately, crying her heart broke.

But deep down in her heart, the person she trusts and relies on the most is not him.

Seeing that she was finally no longer crying like just now, Qian Jun secretly heaved a sigh of relief, knowing that she had listened to his words, and would stop doing stupid things for the time being.

Slowly, a sad and resolute smile faintly appeared on the corner of Situ Yunhui's lips, and finally took a deep look at Ying Zidi, then turned around silently, and left sadly.

"I shouldn't have come back, I shouldn't have come back... My Dudu won't die if I don't come back... woo woo woo... my son..."

I'm sorry, Xiaojiu, I'm really... sorry...

In fact, after she woke up, she wanted to escape all the time, but he insisted on her facing this cruel fact, she couldn't accept it, really couldn't accept it.

The son is out of the room.How he wished that when she was the saddest and most helpless, he was the one who was by her side. I really hoped...

"I'm fine." Ling Ziqian shook his head lightly, speaking to Lan's mother, but his eyes shot at Qian Jun who followed Lan's mother into the ^bathroom.

Hearing the familiar voice, Ling Zidi, who broke down and cried, slowly turned her head to look at Qian Jun, and saw the usual tenderness and pity in his eyes dimly with tears.She was stunned for two seconds, then turned around abruptly and threw herself into Qian Jun's arms, crying loudly in his arms as if she had found support, "Ah Jun... woooooo...Ah Jun..."

"You are Dudu's mother, don't you want to avenge Dudu with your own hands?" Seeing that she was wavering, Qian Jun quickly said persistently.

She clenched her hands slowly until the sharp nails sank deeply into her palms, she gritted her teeth fiercely, the hatred in her eyes was enough to destroy heaven and earth.

Ji Zidi stared blankly at the blood that kept spilling out of his hands, she slowly raised her head, looked at him with tears in her eyes, and choked to him with a hoarse voice, "Dudu can't live without me, he will be afraid ..."

The bright red blood overflowed between the fingers, and then flowed down the wrist, falling drop by drop on the white tiles, which was especially dazzling.

"Situ Yunhui has an accident!"

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