Leng Shaoba's favorite wife

Chapter 283

Leng Yan subconsciously pursed his lips, his stern side face was tense, although he kept frowning, he did not speak, and listened quietly.

Seeing him lowering his head calmly, Fu Yu finally breathed a sigh of relief. She took her son's hand and said, "Mom understands that you feel sorry for your mother's death, but death cannot be brought back to life. You can't survive, and she never wants you to take revenge. All these years, you have planned carefully, and Mom can't stop you, but she is worried about you every day. Now that the Huo family is like this, what else do you want? "

After a pause, Fu Yu raised his head, fixedly looked into his eyes, and said in a deep voice, "Son, the Huo family is also your relatives. Although you don't want to, no one can change the fact. You all have the same blood in your body." Blood. Mother knows best what your nature is, and now the hatred in your heart has been vented, you must think clearly about the future, and we must not do things that will make us feel guilty!"

"Mom..." Leng Zhuo called her in a low voice, leaning his head on her shoulder, his handsome face was stained with sorrow, when he let go of his guard, his eyes were as pure as the brightest star in the sky.

Feeling the helplessness emanating from him, Fu Yu sighed deeply, and put his arms around his shoulders: "Promise mom, you have to hear these words in your heart, don't let mom worry about it!"

Leng Zhuo's expression was gloomy, his introverted eyes flickered, he looked at a certain point in front of him, and only after a long time did he say "hmm".

Although his voice was reluctant, Fu Yu couldn't help laughing when he heard him agree.These years, she has been worrying about this matter, and now he has finally calmed down, which really made her breathe a sigh of relief.

Thinking of this, Fu Yu couldn't help but say a few more words, "Son, mom is nagging, sometimes when you love someone, you have to let her understand your love. You always hide love so deeply, what does she think? get?"

Seeing his mother stand up and leave, and gently close the door, his cold and silent eyes moved. He stood up and walked to the bed, and stretched out his hand to open the drawer of the bedside table. There was a red hot pot in it. It was her The only thing left here.

He reached out to take out Rebao, leaned his back against the head of the bed, looked down at the things in his hands, his deep eyes couldn't help but slid to the big bed, and many small pictures appeared in front of his eyes.

He squeezed her mouth open and forced her to swallow the medicine flow pills. She turned pale from the pain, tightly wrapped her arms around his waist, and murmured: "Don't go, hold me tight."

She also said, "Leng Zhuo, I'm in so much pain..."

In Las Vegas, she thought he was locked in the elevator and yelled anxiously: "You open the door of the elevator, my husband is claustrophobic, he can't stay in it!"

On his birthday, she forgot to prepare a gift, and she said in an uneasy and guilty voice, "Husband, happy birthday..."

It turned out that everything that belonged between him and her was so clearly engraved in the depths of his mind that he couldn't forget it even if he wanted to.

Leaning over on the huge double bed, his eyes were cold and deep. He stared blankly at the bright moonlight outside the window. His handsome face flickered. He couldn't help turning over and buried his face in the pillow. He took a deep breath. The breath, the smell that once belonged to her, has become less and less, is it really about to disappear?

Mo Wan was lying on the bed, unable to open her eyes, her body was shaking constantly, and her consciousness gradually became blurred.Suddenly, a soft call came to her ears, and she opened her eyelids slightly, only to see Jing Chen's face enlarged in front of her eyes.

Although his head was confused, Mo Wan couldn't help thinking, how did he get in here?
"Mo Wan?" Jing Chen stretched out his hand to touch her head, only feeling that her temperature was hot. He stood outside the gate and knocked on the door for an hour, but no one answered him. In desperation, he could only find her The homeowner opens the door.

Seeing that she seemed to be in a coma, Jing Chen lowered his face and reached out to help her up to go to the hospital, but she frowned and pushed her away.

Although Mo Wan was weak all over, her consciousness was still clear. She didn't want to go to the hospital, so she pushed him unconsciously: "I don't want to go to the hospital, don't go..."

Her voice was hoarse, with a strong nasal voice, Jing Chen frowned immediately, if he took her away forcefully, she would naturally be unable to break free, but when he saw her red eyes, he let go of her hand hand.

Sighing heavily, Jing Chen put her on the bed. Seeing that her body temperature was very high, he could only turn around and go to buy medicine again. He bought all kinds of special antipyretics, and he chose the one with the fastest curative effect to give her infusion. go down.

After tossing and tossing, it was already three o'clock in the morning. Seeing that her temperature had not cooled down, Jing Chen didn't dare to leave, so he squinted his eyes while sitting on the sofa in the living room.

Waking up early the next day, Jing Chen rubbed his sore neck and stood up. He walked to the bed and looked at her, then reached out and touched his forehead. The high temperature had subsided, which made him heave a sigh of relief.

Seeing that her high fever subsided, Jing Chen turned around and went to the bathroom to wash his face, then walked into the kitchen and began to look for some bland things.After searching for a long time, he found nothing, so he could only pick up the car keys and go out to buy.

The person lying on the bed slowly opened his eyes. After Mo Wan woke up, he swept around.She vaguely remembered that she seemed to see Jing Chen last night, but at this time, there was no one in the room. She turned her head and looked at the bedside table, and saw that it was full of medicine bottles.

Sighing slightly, Mo Wan seemed to have guessed something, but she didn't have the strength to get up, so she just turned over and continued to close her eyes. The effect of the medicine hadn't dissipated, her head was still groggy, and she just wanted to sleep.

Closing her eyes again, Mo Wan slowly fell into a dream. She seemed to be in a gorgeous banquet hall, surrounded by elegant piano music. She was wearing a white evening gown, standing awkwardly in the middle of the hall, trying to find her goal.

A dazzling face suddenly appeared in front of her eyes. Mo Wan only remembered that when she saw him for the first time, she saw those deep and bright eyes, which were as bright as the stars in the sky. They were a pair of eyes she had never seen before. The best eyes ever.

It's just that those jet-black pupils were too dark and sharp, she couldn't see clearly what was hidden in his eyes, she had never been able to see clearly, never had.

The scene in the dream changed suddenly, and countless images flashed in front of her eyes. When her eyes became clear again, she saw a gun in her hand, pressing the muzzle dangerously to her temple, and asked him hysterically: "Do you love me?"

(End of this chapter)