Bone Erosion

Chapter 38 I only have you as a woman

So many things happened in one day, Qiao Anran couldn't accept it at all, she looked at her adoptive mother who had raised her for more than [-] years with tears in her eyes, but now she only hated her, like a thousand arrows piercing her heart, let her The heartache was so painful that she could hardly breathe, she clenched her fists tightly, her body trembling violently: "Mom, let me fill my father's life." She said, stood up suddenly, rushed to the table beside her, stretched out her hand Get that sharp paring knife.

"No." Fu Jingchen rushed up quickly, and took the fruit knife away before she arrived. He pointed the tip of the knife to his heart, and looked at Zhou Shaorou calmly, "I tricked An Ran's hand away with sweet words." She is the victim, it is not her fault, she is innocent, I am the one who should redeem, and I am the one who should be damned, you let them go."

He seemed to have already made up his mind, without a trace of panic and anxiety on his face, holding the knife firmly in his hand, calm and natural.

Seeing him looking at death like home, Qiao Anran's tears fell even more fiercely. If I knew it was like this, why did I do it in the first place.

Looking at the sharp fruit knife shining with cold light, Zhou Shaorou had a crazy and excited smile on his face: "As long as you die, I promise, I will not embarrass their mother and son."

Her husband-killing enemy was right in front of her eyes. For the past six months, her life was worse than death, and today she could finally avenge him.

The sharp point of the knife was on his heart, and Qiao Anran shook her head in horror: "Fu Jingchen, don't."

"An Ran." Fu Jingchen's deep eyes fell on her face, which was full of guilt and apology, "In this life, the only person I am sorry for is you. Please forgive me after I die."

"No..." Qiao Anran shook her head, with tears streaming down her face, and choked up, "I'm not the only one you're sorry for, your son is also the one you're sorry for. If you're dead, what should you do with your son? He doesn't have the love of his father." him."

Fu Jingchen sighed softly, tightened his hand holding the knife, and said helplessly: "I really want to grow up with him, but God doesn't want to give me this opportunity. It's all because I have committed too many crimes. Hua Yuchen is a good man." Man, he will definitely treat him like his own son."

Qiao Anran cried until his eyes were swollen: "How do you know that he will treat him like his own son, if he abuses him, he doesn't have a father to stand up for him, what will he do with his future life?"

"No." Fu Jingchen looked at the baby on the sofa and said in a hoarse voice, "Son, your father has done a lot of things to sorry your mother in this life, you must obey your mother obediently, don't be naughty, but Be filial to her."

The little baby seemed to sense something, his mouth was flattened, and then he let out a loud cry. He was a premature baby, he was short of breath, and his crying was not loud, but he was holding everyone's heart tightly.

Hearing his son's cries, Qiao Anran's heart tightened, but he didn't dare to go forward, fearing that the crazy woman would harm him.

"Die, hurry up, don't waste my time." The baby's cry made Zhou Shaorou's temper even more violent.

Fu Jingchen's eyes fell on Qiao Anran's body, and his eyes were deep and affectionate: "Anran, I lied to you. In fact, I have never had any other woman except you. From the beginning to the end, I only have you as a woman. I love you." !” After he finished speaking, a gentle smile appeared on his lips, and the hand holding the knife suddenly tightened.

(End of this chapter)