Chu Shao, you fouled

Chapter 377 That Woman Is...

Han Qianyue's weak voice was like a thread: "I am not the child's mother..."

An Yang and An Lin, who were very close to her, looked at each other in astonishment...

Anyang respectfully reported: "Young Master Chu, Han Qianyue said...she is not the child's mother..."

Chu Lingmo's long and narrow eyebrows were full of sternness, his expression was sinister and cold, and his voice seemed to come from hell: "Now say no? Then the appraisal result is false?"

Han Qianyue was very anxious, but her throat was so sore that she couldn't speak.He opened his mouth with all his strength, but his voice was still as thin as a mosquito after the effort: "That hair...isn't mine..."

Chu Lingmo heard clearly this time, and narrowed his sharp phoenix eyes.hair, not hers...

Hearing this sentence, he was actually relieved.When I heard it was her a few days ago, I felt it was impossible, it was so disgusting to death.Even if he was drugged, it was impossible for him to sleep with her.

Then... who would it be?

Chu Lingmo narrowed his eyes slightly, and glanced at Han Qianyue who was hanging.Her upper body had already been whipped with two long wounds that were deep to the bone, covered with red flesh.

The horrific welts were no longer bleeding, but were festered and inflamed.She deliberately spared her life, so no matter how horrific the wound was, Han Qianyue couldn't die.

Under this extremely inhuman and cruel torture, she was lying to save her life, but she should know that once she was found to be lying, what awaited her would be even more inhumane torture.

Or, the hair is really not hers!But she must know who Chenchen's biological mother is.No matter who it was, if he caught him, he would have the same fate as Han Qianyue.

With a slight gesture, Anyang unceremoniously pulled a handful of Han Qianyue's hair, picked out a few hairs with follicles and walked out.

Chu Lingmo's deep voice contained no trace of human emotion: "Go and get her throat water." The special throat water was mixed with throat moistening mint, fat sea and some special medicines.

At this time, Han Qianyue's throat was so dry and sore that it didn't seem to be her own. No matter what the taste of the water was, she just took An Lin's hand and drank all the water in the glass.

An Lin poured another cup for her, and drank it again.

Chu Lingmo stood with his hands behind his back, exuding endless indifference and fierceness all over his body: "Now, we can talk!"

Han Qianyue's hoarse voice was relieved, and she was finally able to speak.

Although the voice is still rough and unpleasant, it has become much clearer.

Because of the extreme lack of water in her body, her tears have already dried up: "I just heard from a friend that Chu Shao's assistant was asking about a woman on the eighth floor of the Junxiang Hotel five years ago, thinking of the child, and remembering the time when I saw her at the beginning. The scene of..."

Han Qianyue paused, "I guessed that Young Master Chu should be looking for the mother of the child. Unfortunately, what I saw back then was just the back of a tall man who was helped into room 808 by a woman..."

Han Qianyue laughed at herself a little: "I only found out after guessing that it turned out to be Young Master Chu. For my own wishful thinking..."

In Han Qianyue's eyes, apart from the pain, there was also deep ridicule and hatred!

Her current embarrassment and inhuman torture should belong to Han Qianxi, but now she bears it all.

"After I guessed Young Master Chu's identity, I guessed that the woman was the child's biological mother. I knew that woman... I secretly took her hair with follicles. So, I came prepared for everything... ..."

Chu Lingmo squinted his sharp and cold eyes: "Who is that woman...?"

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